Chapter 234

Yang Jian took the medicine bottle, looked at the unconscious Howling Celestial Dog, and then at the Six Monsters of Mount Mei.

After a brief introduction, everyone's relationship improved considerably, and the Six Monsters of Mount Mei swore brotherhood with Yang Jian.

As everyone was packing up to leave, a clear, melodious bell suddenly rang out in the distance.

Yang Jian looked up and saw nine golden rays piercing through the clouds. The leading immortal was wearing silver armor and was a celestial general leading a celestial army.

"Yang Jian, you have trespassed into the forbidden valley and stolen magical treasures, violating the Heavenly Rules. Why don't you surrender now?"

Yang Jian suddenly laughed, "Heavenly Rules? Where were the Heavenly Rules when my mother was imprisoned on Peach Mountain? If you want to take me today, you'll have to step over my dead body!"

Nine golden rays slowly descended, surrounding everyone...

"Hmph, what do I, Yang Jian, have to fear?"

The moment the words were spoken, a great battle was about to break out.

Yang Jian, relying solely on his physical strength, annihilated swarms of heavenly soldiers, leaving them both physically and spiritually destroyed.

Around him, six figures formed a battle formation.

They were all different in appearance and exuded Yao Qi aura; they were none other than the six sworn brothers of Meishan who had sworn brotherhood with Yang Jian.

The eldest brother Kang Anyu, wielded a giant axe, splitting mountains and shattering rocks.

The second brother Zhang Boshí, wielded twin swords with lightning speed.

The others, Li Huanzhang, Yao Gonglin, Guo Shen, Zhi Jian, also displayed their unique abilities.

"Second Brother, these heavenly soldiers are like madmen, we can't kill them all!"

Guo Shen tore apart the immortal body of a celestial general with a single claw, and shouted, panting heavily.

Yang Jian cleaved a Heavenly King's magical weapon in two with a single strike, coldly saying, "They're not crazy, they're afraid."

Just then, something unexpected happened.

A crack appeared in the sky, and nearly ten thousand heavenly soldiers emerged.

Behind the heavenly soldiers was a magnificent war chariot.

On the chariot, a woman dressed in imperial robes watched all this unfold; she was his aunt, Haotian.

The one who truly commanded the battle was the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Court Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Army beside Haotian.

Deep within Haotian's eyes, there was a barely perceptible struggle.

Haotian was also helpless regarding Yang Jian.

After all, he was her nephew, and she didn't want to be too harsh on him.

However, the Heavenly Court was newly established, and its Heavenly Rules were not to be taken lightly. There were also the Chan Sect and the Western Religion eyeing it covetously.

How could the Haotian not know the schemes of the Chan Sect and the Western Religion?

I am merely a half-step saint; how could I possibly be a match for a saint?

Haotian's hesitation gave Yang Jian and the others a chance to catch their breath.

He suddenly exerted his strength, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd transformed into a silver rainbow that pierced through the heavens and earth.

The Six Monsters of Mount Mei immediately understood and followed closely behind, the seven of them rushing to the front of the dragon carriage in an instant.

"Everyone, step back!"

Yang Jian's menacing aura caused the surrounding Heavenly Soldiers and Generals to instinctively stop in their tracks.

He stared directly at Haotian on the dragon chariot, his voice devoid of emotion. "Aunt, are you really going to disregard our relationship and drive me to my doom for the sake of those illusory Heavenly Rules?"

The marshal beside Haotian's expression changed, and he was about to reprimand him, but was stopped by raising his hand.

Haotian looked at his son, who bore a striking resemblance to his sister, and said, "Yang Jian, your attempt to Split the Mountain to Save Mother your mother has violated the Heavenly Edicts Laws and is unforgivable. As the ruler of the Three Realms, how can I establish my authority if I do not punish you?"

"To establish authority?"

Yang Jian let out a cold laugh, "Is this to establish your authority as Haotian, or to quell the anger of certain powerful figures in the Heavenly Court? My mother, Yao Ji, was imprisoned under Peach Mountain for a thousand years, suffering endless torment. Did you ever show her the slightest pity?"

Now I've saved my mother with my own abilities, yet I've become a thorn in your side, simply because my existence has offended some people and made them feel threatened!

Haotian didn't say much. Yang Jian sighed softly, his tone softening slightly, and said in a deep voice, "All I ask for is for my family to be reunited. If you release my mother, I am willing to lead my brothers to flee into the void and never set foot in the Heavenly Court again. Please, Aunt, show mercy."

Haotian gripped the armrest tightly, his heart torn between the iron-fisted rules of maintaining the regime and the deep-rooted bond of family ties.

Just as she was about to waver, a cold and eerie streak of light ripped across the sky and arrived in an instant.

As the light faded, a mysterious messenger dressed in black appeared out of thin air.

He didn't even glance at Haotian, and proclaimed. "By imperial Imperial Decree, Yang Jian and his accomplices have committed heinous crimes, shaking the foundation of the Heavenly Way. They are hereby arrested and executed on the spot without fail!"

Upon hearing this, Haotian's expression changed slightly.

Before the mysterious messenger could finish speaking, his figure transformed into a thick cloud of black mist, instantly enveloping Yang Jian and his group of seven.

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat. This person's magical power far surpassed that of all the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals he had fought before, and was even more domineering than that Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Army!

"Careful!"

Yang Jian shouted and unleashed a Evil-Dispelling Divine Light, temporarily forcing the black mist back.

The Six Monsters of Mount Mei unleashed their strongest supernatural powers, but felt their magic power sink into the sea like a mud ox, constantly being swallowed up by the black mist.

"This can't go on; we'll be worn down by him!"

A layer of black mist had already covered Kang Anyu's giant axe.

"Form ranks!" Zhang Boshí decided immediately.

The other five responded immediately.

The six brothers moved in a blur, chanting incantations.

In an instant, a mysterious array appeared beneath the feet of the six people, forming a huge six-colored light shield that firmly protected the seven people within it.

This is their trump card: the Six Harmonies Sky-Locking Array!

"Boom!"

The black mist transformed into a ghostly claw, slamming it down hard on the light barrier.

The light shield trembled violently, and six-colored light flashed wildly. The Six Monsters of Mount Mei groaned in unison, blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"How dare you, mere ants, resist?"

The mysterious messenger let out a disdainful sneer, forming hand seals in preparation for an even more ferocious attack.

Now!

The Array Formations bought Yang Jian a precious opportunity.

He took a deep breath and poured all his magical power into the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd.

"Break!"

With a roar, Yang Jian's figure soared into the sky from within the light barrier, transforming into an unparalleled divine ray that shot towards the mysterious envoy.

The mysterious messenger clearly hadn't expected that Yang Jian, trapped in the formation, would be able to unleash such a terrifying counterattack despite being suppressed by his powerful magic.

In her haste, she could only condense the black mist in front of her into a thick shield.

However, the shield was as fragile as paper in the face of Yang Jian's all-out attack.

The silver divine light pierced through the black mist shield without hindrance, striking the mysterious messenger in the chest.

"Puff!"

With a muffled thud, the black robe on the mysterious messenger ripped apart, revealing not a flesh and blood body, but an energy entity composed of shadows and runes.

He let out a painful scream, his body flickering in and out of focus, clearly indicating he had suffered a severe injury.

He glared venomously at Yang Jian, then abandoned the fight, his figure flickered, transforming into a wisp of black smoke, and vanished into the depths of the sky.

Haotian stared at the direction where the black smoke had disappeared, his face so dark it was almost dripping with water.

She paused for a moment, then waved her hand. "Withdraw the troops."

Upon receiving the order, the Grand Marshal of the Heavenly Army felt as if he had been granted a pardon and immediately sounded the retreat.

In an instant, the battlefield, which had been filled with the sounds of battle, became deathly silent, leaving only Yang Jian and his six companions standing atop the shattered clouds.

The crisis was temporarily averted, but Yang Jian's heart sank.

He leaned on his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, watching his aunt's departing imperial carriage, then glancing in the direction the mysterious messenger had disappeared...