The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear hovered three inches from the Fusang Tree, trembling, while the weeping of Yaoji’s remnant soul pierced through the Thirty-Three Heavens. My Heavenly Eye erupted with golden light, illuminating a branch of the Seven-Treasure Miao Tree weaving deep within the trunk—wrapped around the end of the branch was my mother’s primordial spirit, with every grain of the wood carved with Western conversion mantras.
"Jian'er... do it..." Yaoji’s remnant soul suddenly let out a harrowing shriek. The chains on her shoulder blades burst with Buddhist light, vaporizing the Heavenly River Weak Water for a thousand miles into a bloody mist. The Xiaotian Hound transformed into human form to press down on my trembling wrists; as the dark iron folding fan split the bark, a terrifying truth was revealed: every annual ring was an imprint of the Investiture of the Gods, and the title "Qingyuan Miaodao True Lord" at the top of the list was being corroded by the tree’s sap.
Sun Wukong’s Ruyi Jingu Bang shattered the seven-layered Buddhist barrier, yet as his Seventy-Two Avatars touched the Fusang Tree, they manifested as they had appeared before being suppressed under the Five-Finger Mountain. Nezha sped past the branches on his Wind and Fire Wheels, but the moment his Fire-Tip Spear pierced the trunk, the Universal Heaven Ribbon suddenly coiled around his neck: "Yang Jian... this tree is devouring my black lotus..."
Chapter 259