"By the Name of the Heavenly Emperor, I Command!"

Haotian!

"Gasp—"

The moment they saw that figure clearly, gasps rang out across Peach Mountain.

Everyone had been scared senseless by Niu Ben's move.

Good heavens!

That was Haotian!

The Jade Emperor personally invested by Dao Ancestor Hongjun!

He had actually been hiding in the shadows and observing all along?

And judging by his disheveled appearance, Senior Disciple Brother had clearly dragged him out of a spatial crevice by force!

What kind of terrifying method was this?

What kind of domineering strength was this?

Word of Law, shattering space with a palm, capturing the Heavenly Emperor alive!

Everything that had happened on Peach Mountain today had completely overturned the understanding of everyone present.

They felt as though their minds were no longer enough to process it all.

"Ha... Haotian?"

Saint Zhunti stared at Haotian, who was being toyed with in Niu Ben's hands, his eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

At last, he understood who had set him up.

Well played, Haotian!

Hadn't he said the Heavenly Court was weak and needed support from the Western Teachings?

Hadn't he said Yang Jian had driven him into a corner?

So this kid had been hiding nearby and watching the show, using the Western Teachings as a weapon?

In an instant, Saint Zhunti felt as if his lungs were about to explode with rage.

He wished he could rush over right now and punch Haotian's dignified face twice.

Niu Ben casually weighed the ball of light imprisoning Haotian in his hand, as though it were an insignificant toy.

He walked up to the dumbfounded Yang Jian and handed the light ball to him.

"Yang Jian."

"See? Isn't your uncle here?"

Yang Jian looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar figure within the ball of light, his expression incomparably complicated.

This was his