The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 822 Yunhua Tears

The blood-red setting sun wept, staining the sea surface of Guixu Fishing Village a crimson. Yun Yao stood on the cracked beach, watching the chaotic energy surging in the distant sky, her hair flying in the strong wind. The inky black mist was encroaching on the land at a visible speed, instantly reducing vegetation to dust wherever it passed, and the air was filled with a sickening stench of decay.

"Is this the power of chaos..." Yun Yao muttered to herself, a solemn look flashing in her eyes. She gripped the Jinghong Sword at her waist tightly, the blade trembling slightly, as if she too was afraid of this all-destructive force.

Chu Mochen walked over to her side, his robe still stained with blood from the previous battle, his face slightly pale. He unfolded the yellowed ancient tome in his hands, his gaze darting between the lines. "Ancient texts record that the Yunhua Tears are three tears shed by the Fairy Yunhua upon her death, protecting the human world. They transformed into tears of 'vitality,' 'memory,' and 'choice,' respectively. But there's no clue as to how to find them."

Yun Yao bit her lower lip thoughtfully. Suddenly, she remembered the vague prophecy she had read on the stone wall of the Taixu Ancient Temple: "When the two chapters merge, chaos descends upon the world. Only Yunhua's tears can restore the order of heaven." Her heartbeat suddenly quickened, and an inexplicable premonition welled up in her.

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking through the air was heard in the distance. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were alert at the same time. Looking up, they saw a black shadow wrapped in a strong chaotic aura, rushing towards them like a ghost.

"Be careful!" Chu Mochen shielded Yun Yao behind him, instantly unsheathing the Hanyuan Sword, its blade radiating a fierce cold light. The shadowy figure suddenly stopped ten feet away, revealing a distorted face—it was the Pavilion Master of the Tianji Pavilion! Six pairs of black wings had sprouted from his back, each swirling with a terrifying chaotic force.

"Hand over the Yunhua Tears, and I will leave your bodies intact." The Pavilion Master's voice was cold and greedy, with a crazy light flashing in his eyes.

Yun Yao's heart tightened, but she remained calm on the surface: "I don't know what you are talking about."

The Pavilion Master sneered and waved his hand. A sharp claw condensed from the power of chaos slashed straight at Yun Yao. Chu Mochen flashed, and the Cold Abyss Sword met the claw, instantly erupting with a dazzling light. However, the Pavilion Master's power far exceeded expectations. Chu Mochen was knocked back several steps by the powerful impact, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this, Yun Yao was terrified. She subconsciously bit her fingertip, intending to unleash her secret technique. As the blood began to drip, a strange scene occurred—the drop of blood transformed into a rainbow of light, slowly floating in the air like the brightest star in the night sky.

"This...what is this?" Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were stunned at the same time.

The System Lord's voice was filled with unprecedented excitement: "This is exactly the characteristic of the 'Tears of Vitality'! So you are the incarnation of Yunhua Tears. It was when the Primordial Divine Lord fused your soul with the tears that reincarnation became possible!"

The Pavilion Master's face instantly turned ferocious: "It's on you! Hand over the other two tears!" As he said that, he launched another attack, and six pairs of light wings flapped at the same time, and the entire sky was shrouded in darkness.

Yun Yao suppressed her shock and activated the "Nine Transformations of the Great Void" technique. The Jinghong Sword danced in her hand, creating a brilliant curtain of swords, temporarily blocking the power of chaos. But she could feel that the Pavilion Master's power was too great, and every resistance put immense pressure on her meridians.

Just as the situation became critical, a fragment of memory suddenly flashed through Yun Yao's mind - it was a painting she had come across in an antique bookstore when she was the modern Su Yao. In the painting, a fairy stood on the clouds, tears dripping from her eyes turning into three crystal beads, emitting the light of vitality, memory and choice respectively.

"Tears of Memory..." Yun Yao's heart stirred. She closed her eyes and concentrated her consciousness, trying to awaken the memories within her body. In an instant, countless images flooded into her mind like a tide: her life in the modern world, the details of her journey to this world, and the life-or-death moments she and Chu Mochen had experienced together...

However, when she tried to reach a deeper level of memory, a powerful resistance suddenly appeared. Her sea of consciousness began to vibrate violently, and her head felt splitting with pain, as if countless steel needles were pricking her nerves.

The Pavilion Master seized this opportunity, unleashing an even more powerful force of chaos upon her like a mountain. Chu Mochen rushed forward recklessly, wielding the Hanyuan Sword with one final swipe, only to be shattered by the chaotic force. He flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily onto the beach.

"Chu Mochen!" A flash of panic crossed Yun Yao's eyes. At this crucial moment, the "tears of memory" within her suddenly awakened. A warm and powerful force coursed through her, and those sealed memories, like a flood, instantly engulfed her.

She saw Fairy Yunhua from a thousand years ago, saw her fighting side by side with the Great Lord of the Beginning, and also saw the tragic scene of her fall. But what shocked her most was that she found that her memory as Su Yao was actually a reincarnation memory deliberately arranged by Fairy Yunhua!

"It turns out that everything is destined..." Yun Yao murmured to herself, tears flashing in her eyes.

The Pavilion Master's attack was imminent, but Yun Yao suddenly smiled. She raised her hand and gently tapped it. Tears of Vitality and Tears of Memory flew out simultaneously, transforming into a brilliant beam of light in the air. Wherever the light reached, the power of chaos slowly dissipated, and the corroded land on the beach gradually returned to life.

The Pavilion Master's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "Impossible! How could you possibly control the power of two tears at the same time!"

Yun Yao didn't answer, her eyes becoming resolute and profound. She knew it wasn't time to relax yet. The crucial "Tear of Decision" had yet to awaken. To awaken it, she would have to face her deepest fear—the complete loss of her true Yun Yao emotions, becoming a cold fairy who knew only to protect the ways of heaven.

At this moment, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the sky. Countless golden beams of light descended from the heavens, and twelve divine messengers clad in divine robes descended from the sky. The leading Golden Palace Messenger glanced coldly below, his eyes filled with disdain. "You ants of the lower realm, dare you rebel against the laws of heaven? Your very existence is a sin."

Yun Yao clenched her fists and felt the terrifying aura from the other party - it was a power far beyond the Void Realm, and even made her Chaos Dao Body feel a little oppressive.

Chu Mochen struggled to stand up, walked to Yun Yao, and said softly: "I will hold them back for a while, you lead the villagers to escape to the Guixu Sea Eye."

Yun Yao shook her head firmly, "This time, we'll face this together." She took a deep breath and reabsorbed the Tears of Vitality and the Tears of Memory into her body. The two forces merged within her body, transforming into a brand new force that surged through her meridians.

The Golden Palace Envoy stopped talking and waved his hand. A golden beam of divine retribution slammed down at Yun Yao like thunder. Yun Yao showed no fear. She unsheathed the Jinghong Sword, its blade ablaze with light. She unleashed Fairy Yunhua's unique skill, "Jinghong Reflection." A cloud of sword energy collided with the divine retribution beam, unleashing a thunderous roar that shook the earth.

However, the power of the Divine Realm Messenger was too great, and Yun Yao's sword flowers gradually dissipated under the impact of the divine punishment light. She could feel her strength rapidly draining away, and the next wave of attacks from the Golden Palace Messenger was already gathering momentum.

At this critical moment, Yun Yao suddenly remembered the words of the old chief of the fishing village - "Fairy, please save us... Tianji Pavilion wants to use our souls to feed the chessboard!" Her eyes subconsciously looked in the direction of the fishing village, where countless villagers were looking at the battle in the sky in horror, their eyes full of despair.

"I can't let them down." Yun Yao gritted her teeth, a strong conviction suddenly rising within her. She closed her eyes and once again focused her consciousness, attempting to awaken the "Tears of Decision."

In an instant, her sea of consciousness was in chaos. She saw two completely different versions of herself: one as Yun Yao, living a simple but happy life with Chu Mochen in a fishing village; the other as Fairy Yun Hua, standing at the pinnacle of the Heavenly Dao, but lonely and isolated.

"What choice should I make?" Yun Yao cried out in pain in her sea of consciousness.

At this moment, Chu Mochen's voice suddenly sounded in her ears: "Whether you are Yun Yao or Yun Hua, you are the person I want to protect." These words were like a ray of warm sunshine, penetrating the chaos in her sea of consciousness and illuminating her heart.

Yun Yao's mind suddenly became clear, and she finally understood her choice. "I don't want to be Fairy Yunhua, nor do I want to be just Yunyao. I want to be myself, someone who possesses both Fairy Yunhua's power and Yunyao's emotions!"

As she cried out, a single, glittering tear slid down from the corner of her eye. This tear emanated a gentle yet resolute light—the very "Tear of Decision"! Three tears converged on her chest, transforming into a single, radiant "Heart of Heaven." Yun Yao's aura instantly surged, and a powerful and peaceful force erupted from her body, soaring into the sky!

The Jinque Envoy and the other Divine Realm Envoys were all shocked. They had never expected that this lower-world ant could awaken the power of three tears in such a short time.

Yun Yao opened her eyes, a confident and determined light gleaming in them. She held the Jinghong Sword, its blade entwined with the power of the "Heart of Heaven." "Come," she glared coldly at the Jinque Envoy, "Today, I will shatter your so-called Heavenly Dao!"

A world-shaking war is about to begin...