Chapter 285

The moment Yang Jian’s Heavenly Eye detached from his body, the Nine Heavens were dyed in shades of mystical yellow. The vertical eye, trailing silver light, ascended toward the rift in Guixu, its pupil reflecting the chaotic scene of the Primordial World at its birth—the bright moon, formed from Pangu's right eye, suddenly shattered, its lunar radiance condensing into the very essence of chaos to mend the fractured vault of the Thirty-Three Heavens. "Woof!" The Xiaotian Hound transformed into a silver-armored youth and lunged into the void, his fingertips brushing the silver radiance of the Heavenly Eye with a blood curse of the Wu Clan. The twelve totems of the Twelve Ancestral Witches emerged upon his silver armor, and the essence of Gonggong suddenly erupted from the totems, crashing into the mending light barrier. The scene of the water god’s wrathful strike against Mount Buzhou replayed across the barrier; every falling boulder was inscribed with the mantras of Yang Jian’s Nine-Turn Profound Technique!