Many children, many blessings: Stealing the offspring of powerful figures to cultivate immortality.

The shattered ancient array patterns transformed into countless tiny specks of light, slowly drifting down into the frigid ice cave.

The soaring crimson-gold light was warm and vast, illuminating this dark space, which seemed to freeze time, as if it were daytime.

As the light spread, the incredibly thick layer of ancient ice in front of them began to melt at a visible rate.

Amidst the melting ice water and rising steam, a crimson-gold eggshell slowly emerges, silently floating in mid-air.

The eggshell has a translucent, glassy texture, with ancient and mysterious runes flowing across its surface, each line radiating vitality.

Through that thin shell, Jiang Yining's breath completely stopped at that moment.

In that cramped space, a boy who looked to be about three years old was huddled up.

His eyes were closed, and his long eyelashes cast faint shadows on his pale, almost translucent cheeks. He hugged his knees, like a baby sleeping in its mother's womb, so fragile it was heartbreaking.

However, what truly made Jiang Yining's heart pound and her pupils dilate was not the child's fragility, but rather the unique aura and physical characteristics he exuded.

On the boy's thin back, a pair of crimson-gold birthmarks, not yet fully open, stood out starkly. The birthmarks were so lifelike that the lines of each feather seemed to flow with molten lava.

And in the center of his brow, there was a mark that looked like a burning flame, which flickered slightly with his breath.

This aura, this mark...

Jiang Yining's fingers clenched involuntarily. She was all too familiar with this fluctuation; not long ago, in the weapon-refining chamber on Abandoned Star Island, she had personally absorbed this power!

This is the Phoenix Clan's signature crimson-gold wing birthmark! And the mark between his brows is exactly the same as the Nirvana Origin within Feng Liuyun's body!

Countless thoughts flashed through Jiang Yining's mind. What kind of inhumane experiments did those beasts, the Star Spirit Clan, secretly conduct on Sanbao to make the child exhibit such obvious Phoenix Clan bloodline characteristics?

But this absolute connection of blood and soul cannot be faked. No matter what he becomes, he is her child by blood.

Jiang Yining's eyes stung, and she rushed forward without hesitation.

The moment her fingertips touched the crimson gold eggshell.

"Buzz—"

The indestructible eggshell seemed to sense its mother's warmth, instantly transforming into specks of crimson-gold starlight that dissipated into the air.

As the boy fell to the ground, Jiang Yining caught his small, cold body and pulled it tightly into her arms.

"Sanbao..." Jiang Yining's voice trembled slightly.

Without a moment's hesitation, she immediately activated the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree within her dantian.

The boundless purple-gold vitality transformed into countless gentle warm currents, flowing wildly into the boy's cold and stagnant meridians as if it had no cost to her.

The divine tree's transformative power swiftly dispelled the extreme cold winds that had invaded the child's body. Nourished by the purple-gold vitality, the boy's pale face finally regained a faint trace of color.

His long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he had used all his strength, and finally slowly opened his eyes.

Those were a pair of incredibly clear eyes, yet they revealed a deep weakness. As my gaze gradually focused, I saw the exquisitely beautiful face before me, filled with anxiety and heartache.

The boy's chapped lips moved slightly, uttering a whisper as faint as a mosquito's buzz, yet powerful enough to pierce the soul.

"Mother..."

This call instantly shattered all of Jiang Yining's composure and strength.

The Empress of Abandoned Star Island, who was a powerful and decisive figure in the Canglan Realm and never blinked in the face of thousands of troops, suddenly had tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mother is here, Mother is here."

Jiang Yining hugged the boy tightly, pressing her cheek against his cold little face, her voice choked with emotion. The immense joy of finding him again was intertwined with the piercing heartache, causing her arms to tremble slightly as she held the child.

Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng, who were standing not far away, witnessed this scene completely.

Almost at the same moment the boy opened his eyes, the two instinctively took a step forward and reached out to check on the child's condition.

But when they saw Jiang Yining's reddened eyes and the way she cherished the child, these two arrogant top experts froze, their outstretched hands hanging in mid-air.

Even though they keenly sensed the repulsive, "miscellaneous bird" aura emanating from the boy, which belonged to Feng Liuyun.

Even if the child is not their own flesh and blood.

But seeing Jiang Yining's vulnerable and genuine appearance at this moment, the crazy jealousy and possessiveness in their chests instantly turned into endless heartache and compromise.

Gu Qinghan silently withdrew his hand, and the Haotian Pure Yang Sword quietly returned to its sheath. He completely suppressed his Pure Yang sword intent, which was powerful enough to tear the sky apart, to the extreme, for fear of revealing even the slightest bit of its sharpness and disturbing the mother and child who had been reunited after so long.

Yu Luofeng also put away his usual eerie and frivolous smile. He gripped the folding fan tightly in his hand, and his pale face showed a rare solemnity. The powerful semi-saint ghost energy was firmly locked inside his body, leaving only a soft barrier to block it from the outside, acting as the most solid protection.

In this sacred moment of reunion for the mother and son, they willingly suppressed all their pride and arrogance, not daring to make the slightest sound to disturb them.

Jiang Yining held the three babies and quickly calmed down her excited emotions.

She separated a wisp of her divine consciousness and probed into the divine sea and dantian of the Three Treasures, following the vitality of the Myriad Spirits Divine Tree.

A moment later, Jiang Yining's face suddenly turned cold.

"Damn Protoss!"

She gritted her teeth and cursed under her breath. Deep within Sanbao's already extremely weak soul, countless dark blue Star Spirit Clan sealing restrictions were still densely intertwined!

These restrictions are like a persistent, insidious disease, slowly draining the child's life essence. If it weren't for the protection of this crimson-gold eggshell, Sanbao's soul would probably have long since dissipated.

"This restriction is too vicious. It is too risky to remove it here by force." Jiang Yining raised her head and looked at Gu Qinghan and Yu Luofeng with a cold gaze. "Sanbao's soul is too weak. We must take him away from this extremely cold place of Meteor Abyss immediately and return to the Immortal Ship to use the formation of the Returning Void Furnace to recuperate."

Gu Qinghan nodded immediately and stepped forward: "I'll clear the way, I'll kill anyone who gets in my way."

Just as they were preparing to set off.

A violent spatial fluctuation came from above the ice cave.

Immediately afterwards, two urgent communication signals, imbued with the raging might of a dragon and the blazing heat of a phoenix, pierced through the layers of millennia-old ice walls like ruthless blades, reaching directly before everyone.