The moment ten thousand silver butterflies descended upon the Mother Tree, the Three Realms were swallowed by a blinding white light. Butterfly wings, formed from the silver blood of Yang Jian, swept across the scorched earth; wherever they passed, the demonic aura melted away like snow. Xiaotian Hound transformed into a silver-haired youth, his fingertips channeling the Qing Qi of Kunlun into the swarm. "Master... hold on!" As the Qing Qi touched the silver butterflies, the patterns on their wings surged—each vein reflected a lingering phantom of Yaoji playing her zither. The sound of the zither shattered the bark of the Mother Tree, exposing the Peach Wood Roots entangled with the remains of saints within!
Nezha’s Wind and Fire Wheels suddenly spun out of control; the Yin Wheel froze his left side, while the Yang Wheel ignited the demonic fire of the Green Lotus. "Extinguish, damn you!" Nezha drove his Fire-Tip Spear through his own chest, sending Spirit Pearl Fragments enveloped in Chaos fire toward the swarm. As fire and light collided, a Lotus Platform rose from the demonic aura. The heart of the lotus opened to reveal the right eye of Pangu, its gaze splitting the growth rings of the Mother Tree! "Monkey... look there!" The lotus petals swept across the crack in the rings, revealing a blood-written message carved by Master Tongtian before he was consumed by the roots: "Heaven-Slaying... Stone..."
Sun Wukong raced across the fissure on his Somersault Cloud. The moment …
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