Not Simple

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sound of weapons clashing echoed continuously.

The four of them treated the countless troops as nothing, darting back and forth among the thousands of Celestial Soldiers, invincible.

If not for the joining of Little Golden Crow and Curtain-Rolling General, the tens of thousands of celestial soldiers would not have been able to drag down the pace of the four.

Yang Jian, Yang Chan, Nezha, and Howling Celestial Dog could be said to be the strongest among the immortals currently roaming the outside world.

It was precisely the period of the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation.

None of those whose cultivation had reached True Immortal and Golden Immortal had closed-off information networks.

They had all received the news that during the time when the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation approached, they must not wander outside; hiding in their own cave dwellings still gave them a chance to escape it, but if they wandered outside and accumulated too much Karmic Tribulation Qi and karma, trouble was bound to happen.

"Master! If this goes on, it's not a way out! That smiling fellow inside the Heavenly Court is endlessly using spells to heal these soldiers. We're going to be dragged to death." Howling Celestial Dog struggled to deflect an attack from a celestial soldier, and shouted to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian also frowned deeply. He desperately wanted to go and resolve the annoying Wang Ming, but whether due to some ethereal premonition or something else, Yang Jian always felt that the harmless-looking Wang Ming in the distance was somewhat unusual.

At the same time, Yang Jian was being tightly entangled by Marshal Tianpeng and unable to break away to deal with Wang Ming.

Yang Chan, on the other hand, was blocked by Little Golden Crow.

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