What was this mirror used for? To let her see how pathetic she was right now?
Yohime felt a wave of bitterness in her heart, but she did not feel any sense of inferiority because of the Heaven Queen's brilliance. She just could not help but feel some self-pity.
Her reflection in the mirror was indeed much more haggard than before.
The White Lotus Princess, who was regarded as a hundred spirits immortal by the immortals when she first entered the Celestial Court, was now only left with an empty shell. There was only a trace of fire that did not want to extinguish in the shell …
If not for San 'er and Chan' er, what was the point of living?
"But I'm not as good as you," the Heaven Queen said. "You have at least been with your husband for more than ten years, but I have never had anything. Now, you have a son who is willing to risk his life for you. You have no regrets in this life. "
Yohime's delicate body trembled violently. She looked at the Heaven Queen and wanted to speak, but she bit the tip of her tongue.
"Your Highness, what, what do you mean by this?"
"Who do you see in the mirror?"
The Heaven Queen pointed with her finger, and the mirror in front of Yohime showed the scene of Yang Jian, Wang Shan, and the others fighting.
At this time, the battle had already reached its climax. Both sides were surrounded by danger, and the few Divine Generals of the Celestial Court and Yang Jian were already riddled with wounds …
"San 'er …" Yohime seemed to be drained of all strength. She threw herself in front of the mirror and almost lost her voice.
"Your son is really a natural warrior. He has fought in the Central Heavenly Gate all the way until now. I don't know how many battles he has fought. Other than those old consecrators, almost all the warriors in the Celestial Court have been defeated by him." The Heaven Queen said softly, "Very soon, as long as he wins this battle, he will be able to enter this Heaven Realm. He will only be a few steps away from you."
Yohime's face was pale, and she was on the verge of collapse.
Heaven Queen sighed. "I'll let you out, Yohime."
Yohime raised her head to look at the Heaven Queen. Her eyes were filled with anticipation, desire, and astonishment.
At this moment, she really wanted to nod. She really wanted to rush out of here. Even if she died in front of her and her child, she didn't want him to fight for her again.
In that instant, Yohime almost wanted to nod, but she suddenly thought of many things. She thought of her experiences in the Celestial Court. These five hundred years of meditation had allowed her to understand and see through many things.
"What does Niang Niang want my son to do?" murmured Yohime.
Heaven Queen wanted to say something but gently shook her head.
Yohime smiled sadly and said in a low voice, "After five hundred years here, five hundred years of meditation, I finally understood one thing. The Celestial Court was a place where one could disregard family ties and the past. Everything that is done has a purpose, right? "
Heaven Queen didn't speak. She just floated there quietly, like a fairy in a painting painted in thick and heavy colors.
Yohime gave a faint sigh. She bowed to the Heaven Queen and raised her head to look at Yang Jian in the mirror.
She saw Yang Jian's eyes, as well as Yang Jian's exhausted and bloodstained face. Yohime's eyes became misty. She clutched her chest, her breathing somewhat uneven.
"I'll wait for him here," she said.
"I won't go anywhere, I'll wait for him here. He must have thought of everything. I can't make any mistakes. I can't let his hard work become a joke."
Yohime slowly closed her eyes. "I'll wait here. If he dies in battle today, I'll follow him. He and Chan 'er are my last worries."
Heaven Queen's voice was ethereal and moving. She seemed to be in a trance. She said, "Everyone in the world can't overcome their foolishness. I never thought that apart from the love between a man and a woman, perhaps there should also be the shackles of family ties."
"Niang niang …"
"Yohime, what you have, I don't have, but it's not something I envy. You, take care of yourself. "
The voice gradually faded. Yohime opened her eyes. Where was the figure of the Heaven Queen?
Yohime hurriedly looked at the mirror in front of her. The mirror had already turned into a cloud and was gently blown away by the wind.
"Jin 'er … Jin' er!"
Yohime turned around as if she had gone mad. She was about to force her way out of the array that imprisoned her, but she was bounced back by the shining light of the wall of light. She fell weakly to the ground.
Tears flowed down like pearls from a broken necklace. Yohime finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
Five hundred years ago, when her husband was killed by the Celestial General, she didn't cry like this. She only used her silence and silence to fight back against the Celestial Court and her brother.
But now, when she found out that her son was fighting against the Celestial Court for her, and that he was coming here step by step …
She finally couldn't help but cry. Her voice grew louder and louder. She could no longer suppress her emotions.
Why are you so stupid, I don't deserve this …
If something were to happen to you, how am I supposed to live? How am I supposed to face your father …?
"Jin 'er …"
Inside the Peach Mountain, the leaves of the jade tree were falling slowly. If one didn't look carefully, they would think that it was a fallen tree that always grew at the end of autumn. However, the leaves were very stubborn and never fell before.
The starlight faded, and the stone wall was still the same cold stone wall. The Isolation Sealing Formation of the Celestial Court was operating quietly, as if nothing had happened.
It was as if the Heaven Queen had never appeared and left no trace here.
Outside the Peach Mountain, the Celestial Soldiers and Generals stood in layers and layers. They had set up countless arrays and were defending with all their might.
Gradually, the Celestial Soldiers were dispatched from all over the place. It was impossible to tell how many of them there were.
According to the battle reports from the front, the generals who were good at leading troops couldn't stop the young man. Now, they could only rely on the layers of arrays to see if they could exhaust Yang Jian's strength.
The fairies in the Fairy Mountains and palaces in this realm were forbidden to go out at will.
However, they were all begging the fairies and guards who were slightly stronger to use the Cloud Mirror Technique to watch the fierce battle at the end of the Heaven Realm.
In the fierce battle with Wang Shan and the other Celestial Generals, Yang Jian entered this Heaven step by step from the previous Heaven.
That kind of domineering and heroic posture with the long spear in hand had broken the branches of countless women.
He was close.
He was very close to his mother.
Yang Jian could almost see the end of the clouds in front of him, the lonely Peach Mountain, and the person standing alone on the mountain.
His originally numb hands once again surged with strength. The potential hidden in his body had been dug out a lot, but he had not reached his limit yet!
And in front of him, other than Wang Shan, who still had full combat power, there were only two Daira Heaven General left.
"Who can stop me!"
Yang Jian let out a low shout and swept his spear again. His body spun like a top and turned into a gust of wind that swept forward!
The two Celestial Court generals had no choice but to temporarily avoid the attack. Wang Shan waved his golden whip and leaped into the wind. The sound of metal colliding could be heard for a while, and the wind was finally blocked.
Wang Shan's body had a few more wounds, and the starlight around Yang Jian's body had become a little dimmer.
This golden-armored general was really difficult to deal with.
Yang Jian stopped his spear. His eyes were burning, but his voice was indifferent. "Tell me your name."
"General of the Celestial Court, Wang Shan."
Wang Shan's answer was neither servile nor overbearing, but as soon as he finished speaking, he revealed a bitter smile.
How many years had he cultivated? Being questioned by a 'junior' who had only cultivated for five hundred years, he actually felt a little proud of himself for being neither servile nor overbearing.
How ironic.
Yang Jian said calmly, "Today, I barged into the Celestial Court to save my mother. I've finally met someone who can make me fight wholeheartedly. However, times are different. I want to decide the outcome with one spear strike. Please protect your life. "
Wang Shan could not help but tremble when he heard that. He nodded seriously and cupped his fists at Yang Jian. "I stopped you today because I was loyal."
"Let's just fight. Why do you need to say anything?" Yang Jian smiled in a carefree manner. He held the spearless spear with both hands and glanced at the body of the spearless spear. His gaze revealed some gentleness.
After a few battles, there were some marks left on the spear's body. The constant collisions and strikes seemed to be reforging the spear and sharpening the connection between the man and the spear.
In this life, one martial art and one weapon were enough!
This spear!
Yang Jian had previously comprehended it by chance, but it was also a bit of true meaning that he had been secretly comprehending.
Since he had entered the Reincarnation Dao, why should he commit the Fatal Tribulation!
Yang Jian held the spear with both hands and took a step forward. However, an obscure Dao rune appeared around him!
With a tap of the spear, six spear shadows spun around the spear's body. They transformed into Asura, Blood Sea, Pagoda, and Human World!
The profundities of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disc that Yang Jian had seen in the past had been integrated into this spear!
All spirits would be destroyed. The spear would break rivers and mountains!
Wang Shan was the first to bear the brunt of it. His expression changed drastically. He raised his golden whip and countless deductions flashed across his mind. However, he could not simulate the myriad changes of Yang Jian's spear!
The golden light shone but was cut off by the spear!
The immortals saw Yang Jian charge at Wang Shan with his spear. Wang Shan raised his golden whip to face the attack. The two of them passed each other and stood with their backs facing each other.
It was that simple!
However, the higher the cultivation level of the mighty figures, the more they could sense how extraordinary Yang Jian's spear was!
Holding the spear, Yang Jian did not linger, nor did he look back. He walked forward, and after two steps, he used the Universal Escape Technique and disappeared without a trace.
Wang Shan stood there, his face dark and gloomy. Suddenly, he smiled.
"Good spear technique."
Crack …
His armor cracked from head to toe, and the golden whip in his hand broke inch by inch. His hair was disheveled as he stood there. His body swayed and he knelt down on one knee. A mouthful of blood spewed out.
Wang Shan was defeated.
On the Nine Dragons Golden Carriage, the Jade Emperor shook his head slowly, his eyes filled with disappointment.
"Someone, send the spirit herbs to Wang Shan."
"Yes." A Heavenly General obeyed the order and left.
The Nine Dragons Golden Carriage moved, and there was another chaotic battle in front of them. Only then did the Divine Generals react and rush into the distance listlessly.
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