Houtu's Promise, Yang Jian Emerges from Seclusion
Pangu Hall.
Two Dao Body appeared outside the main hall.
It was Haotian and Wu.
The moment the two landed in front of the hall, the heavy, ancient hall doors opened silently.
A calm and gentle female voice came from inside.
"Fellow Daoists, please come in."
Haotian and Wu exchanged a glance and stepped into the hall.
In the center of the main hall, Dao Body sat quietly cross-legged.
It was none other than the Empress Houtu.
However, to the surprise of both Haotian and Wudu,
The entire hall contained only the Empress Houtu.
The Sage Zhou Ming is not here.
Although the two had doubts, they dared not ask any further questions.
Haotian and Wu stepped forward and bowed to Houtu.
"Greetings, Empress Houtu."
Houtu nodded slightly and gestured with her hand.
"Fellow Daoists, there's no need for such formalities. Please have a seat."
"May I ask what brings you two fellow Daoists here today?"
Haotian gathered his thoughts and recounted the whole story of Yaoji to Houtu.
"... That's how it happened."
Houtu listened quietly, her expression as calm as still water, revealing no change in emotion.
After Haotian finished speaking, Houtu slowly opened her mouth.
"So, you want me to be in charge of the Heavenly Court while Yang Jian and the others split the mountain to rescue their mother?"
Haotian took a deep breath and nodded solemnly.
"Exactly!"
"Your Ladyship, please... lend me a hand!"
Houtu looked at Haotian and remained silent for a moment.
She is one of the Six Imperial Jade Masters of Heavenly Court, and enjoys a portion of the Heavenly Court's Fortune.
There's nothing wrong with helping Haotian.
After a long while, Houtu's voice rang out again.
"I agree to this."
Upon hearing this, Haotian's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and a look of wild joy instantly appeared on his face!
"Thank you, Your Ladyship! Thank you, Your Ladyship!"
"Fellow Daoist, please don't thank me yet."
Houtu interrupted him.
"If that day comes and my Elder Brother returns, I will personally go to the Heavenly Court to oversee things for you for a period of time."
"If my Elder Brother has not yet returned... I will create a dharma Dharma Body to go in his place."
That's enough!
Whether the person goes in their True Body or sits in their Dharma Body, the meaning is the same.
All Haotian wanted was Houtu's attitude!
Whenever Houtu's Dharma Body appears in the Heavenly Court, it represents the will of this Saint!
No matter how domineering Primordial Lord was, he would never dare to be an enemy of both Nuwa and Houtu, two Saint at the same time!
"Thank you, Your Ladyship!"
Haotian rose and bowed solemnly to Houtu once again.
Wu, who was standing to the side, also stood up and bowed.
"In that case, I will have to trouble the Empress Houtu."
It's alright.
Houtu waved her hand.
"Now that the matter is settled, you two fellow Daoists may return."
We'll take our leave.
Haotian and Wu dared not disturb them any further. After bowing respectfully, they withdrew from the Pangu Hall.
After leaving the Pangu Hall, Haotian let out a long sigh of relief, feeling that most of the frustration and gloom of the past few days had dissipated.
"Fellow Daoist Wu, thank you for today."
Wu shook his head.
"Yang Jian and the others are disciples of my Human Clan."
"We should do our part."
"Now everything is ready, we just need to wait for Yang Jian and the others to complete their cultivation."
"Good."
Haotian nodded, his eyes regaining the confidence and majesty of the Heavenly Emperor.
"I'm going back to Heavenly Court."
Goodbye.
Having said that, his figure transformed into a Golden Light and disappeared into the horizon.
Wu Ze turned around and returned to the Huoyun Cave.
In the Primordial Wilderness, years were immeasurable.
Tens of Ten Thousand Years have passed in the blink of an eye.
For Great Powers being from the Primordial Wilderness era, this short period of time might only be considered a brief period of seclusion.
But for some, it was a radical change.
Huoyun Cave.
Wu sat cross-legged, his Surrounding Body, like an eternal stone statue.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and looked in a certain direction deep within the Cave Abode.
That was Yang Jian's secluded Quiet Room.
For tens of thousands of years, Yang Jian has never slacked off for a single day.
He transformed all his grief and hatred into the driving force for his cultivation, and madly forged ahead on that pure and ultimate path of Martial Path.
His talent is truly rare throughout history; he is a born Martial Path prodigy.
In just tens of thousands of years, he has risen from a mortal to the pinnacle of the Peak Golden Immortal realm!
Now, he is trying to reach that Threshold.
Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!
Boom!
Just then, a violent fluctuation suddenly emanated from Yang Jian's secluded Cave Abode!
An incomparably sharp, domineering, and pure will suddenly soared into the sky from the Cave Abode!
That will contained no trace of the Immortal Path nature of immortality; it contained only the most extreme power!
In an instant, all the Human Clan ancestors within the Huoyun Cave were alarmed.
"This aura... is it Yang Jian's?"
"What astonishing fighting spirit! Is he about to break through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal?"
"Tens of thousands of years, from mortal to Primordial Unity Golden Immortal... Such talent is truly terrifying!"
Shennong Shi, Xuanyuan Clan, and others all took notice of it.
A faint smile appeared on Wu's face.
It's going to work.
Inside the Cave Abode, Yang Jian's body trembled violently.
The Magic Power within him is undergoing a qualitative transformation.
"Break for me...!"
A roar originating from the depths of one's soul!
Click!
It was as if some invisible constraint had been shattered in an instant!
A terrifying aura, far surpassing that of Peak Golden Immortal, suddenly erupted from Yang Jian's body!
Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!
It's done!
After a long while, the atmosphere inside the Cave Abode gradually calmed down.
"Creak--"
The Stone Gate to the Quiet Room slowly opened.
A tall, handsome young man with a stern face walked out from there.
He was dressed in simple, close-fitting clothes, and the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows appeared and disappeared intermittently. His whole body exuded an aura as sharp as a knife.
He is a completely different person compared to the boy who could only cry tens of thousands of years ago.
Yang Jian walked out of the Quiet Room, and the first thing he did was to come to Wu and kneel on one knee.
"Disciple Yang Jian greets Master!"
"Get up."
Wu's voice remained calm, but anyone could hear the satisfaction in it.
"Good."
"To have broken through to the Primordial Unity Golden Immortal realm in just Ten Thousand Years, you have not disappointed your master."
Yang Jian stood up, but there was no joy on his face as he broke through to a higher realm.
He raised his head, staring intently at Wu, his voice trembling slightly.
"Master."
"Is my current strength... sufficient?"
"Are you qualified to save my mother?"
Tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, day and night of torment, all for this day.
Wu looked at him and nodded solemnly.
That's enough.
"With your current strength, splitting Peach Mountain and rescuing your mother should be no difficult task."
Tens of thousands of years of waiting, tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, all for this day!
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian's body trembled violently!
That's enough!
That's enough!
He suppressed his excitement and was about to speak.
Wu seemed to see through his thoughts and spoke again.
"However, this matter is not urgent."
"Saving your mother is not a matter for you alone. Your eldest brother, Yang Jiao, and your third sister Yang Chan, have also cultivated diligently for tens of thousands of years for this cause."
"They'll be out of the pass soon too."
"Once they emerge from the pass, the three of you siblings should go together."
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the impulse.
He understood his master's meaning.
This is a matter for the three siblings; none of them can be absent.
"Yes, disciple... understands."