Since Obtaining

Second Brother!

Nezha shouted from afar.

Yang Jian swept his Adamantine Axe horizontally, blasting the Heavenly Soldiers in front of him away. Then he glanced at Nezha, a hint of relaxed, relieved smile floating on his face as he thought to himself, Third Sister and I owe the most kindness to brother Nezha. Now that brother Nezha is resurrected, I, Yang Jian, can consider a weight off my mind.

Immediately afterward,

Yang Jian saw Yang Chan approaching gracefully, but his heart suddenly panicked.

Although Yang Chan and Yang Jian were born to the same mother, and Yang Jian was not much older than Yang Chan, the difference in their magical power was extremely vast.

Yang Jian was at the True Immortal cultivation level, while Yang Chan was merely at the Great Vehicle Stage, a very long distance away from undergoing the heavenly tribulation to become an immortal.

How could Yang Jian not worry with Yang Chan, whose cultivation was at the Great Vehicle Stage, running all the way to the Heavenly Court?

However,

a group of Heavenly Soldiers who did not want to be beaten by Yang Jian immediately pounced toward Yang Chan like a soft persimmon, only to be instantly blasted flying away.

Yang Jian's pupils constricted slightly. He glanced at the jade lotus lamp in Yang Chan's hand, thinking secretly in his heart, What kind of magical artifact is that, to actually be so powerful? But this is fine too; I no longer have to worry about Third Sister suffering bullying from others.

With their arrival, the battle became even more intense.

Especially Nezha!

Nezha possessed great magical power, yet he was merely a child.

Children were very pure!

Their strikes lacked concepts of good and evil; there was only what they liked and disliked.

Stomping to death