The Tashang Curse
Gazing at the nine heads struggling in agony and vomiting torrents of blood beneath the bone-chilling white light of the Xuanyuan Seal, Xiaoyao clenched her teeth, slowly hoisted herself up from the ground, and tapped three fingers in a rhythmic beat. With a leap, she suspended herself mid-air. At this crucial juncture, her internal energy unexpectedly stabilized. Looking down, she saw her belly glowing with a golden light—it was her precious son. Xiaoyao murmured softly:
"Don't worry, your daddy is fine!"
Chanting a long string of obscure and complicated incantations, Xiaoyao waved her arms through a series of intricate motions. A pillar of gold and red light tore through the sky, and at that exact moment, two halos—one red and one black—ignited above the heads of Xiangliu and Xiyan Cangxuan. Above Xiangliu's head hovered a small sun, blazing with a fierce red glow, while above Xiyan Cangxuan's head loomed a pitch-black sun, radiating an inky darkness filled with doom-laden, despairing wisps of black mist.
Chapter 278