Ten Days Later, Peach Mountain to Save Mother!

A Quasi-Saint?!

How old was Yang Jian?

How many years had he cultivated? And he had already attained the Quasi-Saint Dao?!

Now, even the immortal officials who had originally wanted to berate Giant Spirit God for his incompetence shut their mouths.

What kind of joke was this? A Quasi-Saint had come knocking—forget a hundred thousand Heavenly Soldiers, even a million of them would not be enough!

On the surface, Haotian was beside himself with rage, but inwardly, he was blooming with delight.

Well acted! Giant Spirit God, this kid has promise!

The excuse of a Quasi-Saint was simply perfect! It not only explained why the South Heavenly Gate had fallen, but also played up Yang Jian's might.

This way, his subsequent policy of "conciliation" would fall perfectly into place.

Naturally, all of this was an act for the one behind Yang Jian to see.

Though Haotian was the Heavenly Emperor personally appointed by the Dao Ancestor, when facing an unreasonable brute like Niu Ben, he still had to bow his head when it was time to bow his head.

So long as he could keep the matter of splitting the mountain to save his mother within the bounds of a "family conflict," what did losing a little face matter?

Just as Haotian was preparing to follow the script and send Venus Star Lord down to "persuade their surrender," merely going through the motions, an ill-timed voice suddenly rang out from the ranks.

"Your Majesty!"

An immortal official clad in golden immortal armor, his face resolute, stepped out from the crowd and bowed to Haotian.

"That mere Yang Jian, relying only on a bit of cultivation, dares to scorn Heaven's majesty. His crime cannot be forgiven!"

"How could such a trivial matter warrant Your Majesty's concern? This general, Vajra Immortal, though