The crown of the Flat-Peach Mother Tree shattered with a deafening roar, and one hundred and eight thousand flowers of Karma blossomed simultaneously. Nezha skimmed across the sea of flowers with the Wind and Fire Wheels beneath his feet; the cold light of the Yin Wheel froze three thousand miles of floral mist, but the blazing flames of the Yang Wheel suddenly reversed course upon touching the petals—revealing a terrifying scene within the fire: sitting serenely in the center of every stamen was a smiling Yaoji, whose red thread was tying newly born souls back to the root system of the mother tree! "Yang Jian! Look over there!" The Green Lotus Root System burst forth from its body to entangle the nearest flower, and the heart of the lotus reflected a world within the bloom: a mortal woodcutter was using an axe to hack at his own reflection, every fracture leaking Yuqing Immortal Light wrapped in the delicate fragrance of peach wood!
Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye split the calyx with a silver beam, illuminating the depths of the flower's heart: Yaoji's reincarnated form was gathering herbs by a stream, her ankles bound by the aerial roots of the mother tree. The very instant the God-Slaying Spear Tip pierced the roots, his silver blood boiled violently—droplets of blood fell to the ground and condensed into fragments of the Dressing Mirror, whose mirror light pierced through thirty-three layers of spacetime, revealing the scene of Hongjun implanting Yaoji's final wisp of divine s…
Chapter 120