To help his older sister transform into a dragon, my husband, the Crown Prince of the Serpent Clan, used me as a medicinal ingredient, tearing out my tendons and bones. When it was over, his eyes reddened as he placed the Heartguard Mirror in my hands.
“With the Heartguard Mirror, you won't die. Once Yaya transforms into a dragon, I'll make it up to you!”
Then he hurried off to protect his sister as she cultivated, taking my freshly torn tendons and bones with him. But he would never get the chance. With my tendons and bones gone, the inner core that had been shattered into four pieces to save him could no longer hold on. I thought I was going to die, but suddenly a golden light appeared before my eyes. Through my painfully swollen eardrums came a blurred cry, over and over, echoing to the heavens.
“We welcome the God of War back from his trial!”
