Yang Jian Rescues His Mother (Part 2)
Beneath a sky stained with blood and fire, thunder roared, and divine light and demonic energy tore through the heavens.
Yang Jian held Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, double-edged sword, his black hair danced wildly in the wind, and the vertical eye on his forehead was tightly closed.
"Form ranks! Slay this fiend!"
A chilling imperial edict pierced the sky, finally revealing the Heavenly Court's trump card.
Seven righteous gods, clad in Star Armor and wielding their natal magical weapons, descended from all directions, surrounding Yang Jian.
The oppressive aura emanating from them was far greater than that of the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals from before.
Every gaze was like a tangible blade.
"Yang Jian, today is your end!"
Yang Jian's lips curled into a smile, "I only know that my parents gave me life, Heavenly Edicts are merciless. So I will use this knife in my hand to carve a path to life for my mother!"
Before he finished speaking, he moved!
His figure flashed like a ghost, and the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd drew a jet-black line.
A great war is about to break out!
The terrifying energy fluctuations terrified the Six Monsters of Mount Mei in the distance. If it weren't for the protective barrier that Yang Jian had set up earlier, the aftershocks alone would have annihilated them.
Instead of retreating, Yang Jian advanced, and his Celestial Eye on his forehead suddenly opened!
A beam of golden light shot out, instantly revealing the intricacies of their combined Array Formations.
Now!
He abruptly retracted his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd, allowing the golden "Prison Seal and several weaker attacks to fall upon him.
The Divine Armor burst forth with dazzling sparks, and he felt a sweet taste in his throat as a mouthful of divine blood gushed out.
Ignoring his injuries, Yang Jian made a hand seal with his left hand, and a crystal-clear bead emitting a soft white light appeared from his chest.
It was the Ancient Spirit Pearl.
"Mystic Light, break the formation!"
With a low roar, he poured all his divine power into the spirit pearl!
The spirit pearl shone brightly, its soft white light instantly becoming dazzling.
Guided by the spirit pearl, Yang Jian transformed this condensed power into an incomparably thick white beam of light, shooting it towards that fleeting node in the Array Formations's operation!
Boom!
A deafening roar seemed to shake the entire celestial realm.
The weakest link in the Array Formations was instantly breached, and the violent energy surged back.
In an instant, the Array Formations broke!
They never imagined that their proud combined attack technique would be so decisively broken by a junior!
"Kill!"
Yang Jian would not give them any chance to breathe. His figure transformed into a streak of light, Three-Pointed Double-Edged Halberd drew out a net of death in the air, instantly enveloping the six people whose formation had been disrupted.
"Brothers, let's go! Let's relieve some of the pressure on Second Master!"
Seeing this, Meishan's leader was filled with righteous anger. With a roar, he led Zhang Boshí, Li Huanzhang, and others, charging towards the leaderless Heavenly Soldiers and Generals like tigers descending a mountain.
A fierce and chaotic battle broke out.
After a fierce and bloody battle, when the Heavenly Court's reinforcements were finally routed by Yang Jian and the Six Monsters of Mount Mei, Yang Jian was covered in blood.
He succeeded!
He led his brothers, tore through the inescapable net, and stood before Peach Mountain.
The towering mountain, bound by countless golden rune chains, exuded a chilling aura of power.
Yang Jian took a deep breath, his chest churning with emotion.
He slowly raised the Mountain-Splitting Divine Axe that had accompanied him in battle for many years, and with his other hand, he held up the slightly dimmed spirit pearl.
He gently pressed the spirit pearl onto the axe, and in an instant, the energy within the spirit pearl merged with the Mountain-Splitting Axe.
Buzz--!
An indescribable, majestic aura surged into the sky, golden divine light intertwined with white spiritual light, making Yang Jian's figure appear like a god.
His eyes were bloodshot, and he poured all the strength in his body into this one axe strike.
"Open it!!!"
With a heart-wrenching roar, he swung down the divine axe in his hand!
A colossal axe shadow, seemingly capable of splitting the primordial chaos, trailed a long, luminous tail and slammed down upon Peach Mountain!
Rumble--!
The heavens and earth trembled, Qiankun lost its color!
Peach Mountain began to shake violently, and the seemingly indestructible golden chains on its body groaned under the strain, snapping inch by inch.
Countless huge rocks tumbled down the mountain, filling the air with dust.
Before everyone's shocked eyes, a crack rapidly spread from the spot where the axe shadow struck the massive Peach Mountain, slowly splitting open to both sides.
A beam of golden light burst forth from the crack, and a beautiful yet frail figure appeared in the hollowed-out space in the center of the mountain.
She wore a plain white dress, her beauty unparalleled, yet her face was bloodless; she was none other than Yao Ji, who had been imprisoned for a thousand years.
"Mother!"
Yang Jian dropped his divine axe and charged forward like a madman.
Yao Ji looked at her son, who had grown into a strong and upright adult, and her eyes filled with tears.
She reached out her weak hand and gently stroked her son's face. "My... good child..."
However, the warmth of the mother and son's reunion had barely lasted a moment before Heavenly Court's revenge descended in a way that no one could have imagined.
The once clear sky suddenly turned pitch black.
All sound vanished, and time seemed to stand still.
In the center of the sky, an enormous crimson vortex slowly took shape, crackling with lightning and thunder, each bolt of lightning carrying the aura of destruction.
Heavenly Tribulation!
A purplish-black Thunder Dragon tore through the sky, carrying a world-destroying intent, and crashed down, its target Yao Ji.
"Mother!"
The lightning exploded with a deafening roar, Yang Jian's back was instantly torn open.
"Big brother!"
"Quick! Protect the princess and the Second Master!"
In the distance, the Six Monsters of Mount Mei roared and revealed their true forms, their Yao Qi soaring into the sky, attempting to rush forward and share the burden.
However, as soon as they got close, they were violently thrown away by the devastating aftershocks of the Heavenly Tribulation. Their enormous demonic bodies crashed heavily to the ground like kites with broken strings, spitting out blood, and could no longer advance an inch.
Watching her son's figure gradually turn black in the lightning, Yao Ji felt as if her heart was being torn apart.
She knew that this Heavenly Tribulation was endless and would not stop until it completely annihilated her and her child.
No matter how strong Yang Jian is, he will eventually run out of strength.
No... my Jian'er can't die!
A sense of determination welled up on Yao Ji's beautiful face. Trembling, she reached out her hand, gathering her last and purest magical power in her palm, and struck Yang Jian.
"Jian'er, live on!"
In an instant, a vast, ocean-like wellspring of life surged wildly into Yang Jian's shattered body.
Under the influence of this power, the Immortal God Bloodline within him surged and roared like parched land receiving sweet rain!
His injuries healed at a visible speed, his bones and muscles were rebuilt to be more resilient, and unprecedented power surged through his broken meridians.
Another, even thicker Thunder Dragon roared down.
This time, Yang Jian did not passively defend himself.
He suddenly looked up, and his third vertical pupil opened fiercely between his brows. A golden divine light that pierced through the void shot into the sky and collided head-on with the purple-black Thunder Dragon!
"Break!"
With a deafening roar, the Heavenly Punishment Thunder Dragon exploded, dissipating into a sky full of lightning.
The ominous clouds in the sky seemed to be intimidated by this force of resistance and slowly receded.
We won...
Just as a surge of joy welled up in Yang Jian's heart, an extreme sense of weakness came from behind him.
He turned around abruptly and saw his mother's body becoming transparent, her life force flickering like a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
"Mother!"
He panicked and hugged Yao Ji tightly.
Yao Ji weakly raised her hand, wanting to stroke her son's face one last time, but it fell limply halfway down.
She looked at Yang Jian, her eyes filled with relief and reluctance, and forced a gentle smile before slowly closing her eyes.
No... no!!
Yang Jian held his mother's gradually cooling body, feeling the last vestiges of life fading away. His heart felt as if it were being squeezed and crushed by an invisible hand.
Endless grief and overwhelming hatred exploded in his chest.
He slowly raised his head, gazing at the merciless sky that had just been struck by divine punishment but had now returned to calm. He opened his mouth and let out a roar that shattered mountains and rivers.
"Ah--!!!"
Meanwhile, in the Chaos World.
"Is Yao Ji dead? Let's save her now and get Yang Jian to join the Interception Sect."
Chu Feng muttered to himself, then moved and returned to the mortal realm...