Peach Mountain
Heavenly Court.
The Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Haotian, who was sitting upright on the imperial throne, suddenly opened his eyes.
His body trembled slightly.
It's here!
It's finally here!
Tens of thousands of years of waiting, tens of thousands of years of forbearance!
He slowly rose from his Emperor Throne, walked to the edge of the Lingxiao Treasure Hall, and looked down upon the Three Realms below.
His gaze seemed to pierce through layers of clouds, landing on the Three Daos rushing towards Peach Mountain.
"Primordial Lord..."
"I hope you don't go too far, otherwise..."
"Snort!"
With a thought, he sent a similarly concise message back to Huoyun Cave.
"I understand."
Peach Mountain.
The entire mountain was shrouded in an invisible, powerful Restrictions, radiating a chilling pressure.
Runes flowed across the mountain, faintly intertwined with the power of the Heavenly Dao, isolating the inside from the outside and suppressing everything.
Down the mountain, Three Daos descended from the sky.
It was Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan, the three siblings, who had come from Huoyun Cave.
They looked up and gazed silently at the colossal peak before them.
This is... the place where their mother is suppressed.
Tens of thousands of years of longing day and night, tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, the ultimate goal is right before our eyes.
"Is Mother... in here?" Yang Chan murmured to herself, her eyes involuntarily reddening again.
She could sense a faint yet incredibly familiar aura emanating from the depths of the mountain peak—a connection born of blood ties.
Yang Jiao reached out and gently pressed his hand on his sister's shoulder, offering her silent comfort.
"Yes, Mother is inside. We'll be able to rescue her soon."
Yang Jian remained silent.
He simply stared at the mountain, the cage that had imprisoned his mother for tens of thousands of years.
That perpetually cold and aloof face was now covered in frost.
His hand gripping the Mountain-Splitting Axe tightened involuntarily.
Mother, I'm here.
"Big brother, third sister, please step back a bit."
"I will split this mountain open and rescue my mother."
I will split this mountain in two.
Yang Jiao and Yang Chan exchanged a glance and nodded heavily.
"Second brother, be careful."
"Second Younger Brother, go ahead and do it!"
Just as Yang Jian was about to make his move, a streak of light flashed across the distant horizon, rapidly approaching the area.
"Stop!"
A sharp shout rang out, and a squad of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals clad in silver armor blocked their path.
The leading celestial general, wielding a long halberd, pointed at the three men.
"Who are you? How dare you trespass into the Forbidden Land of Peach Mountain!"
"This place is where the Heavenly Court suppresses serious criminals; no one is allowed to approach!"
"Leave now, or don't blame us for being impolite!"
The three siblings' expressions turned cold upon seeing the celestial army.
"It's someone from the Heavenly Court again." Yang Chan's voice was somewhat cold.
That desperate scene from back then reappeared before my eyes.
The leading heavenly general was furious when he saw that they did not retreat but instead exuded hostility.
"You audacious madman! How dare you disregard the Heavenly Court's orders!"
"I will ask you one more time, who exactly are you people?"
"If you don't give your names now, we'll arrest you immediately and take you to the Heavenly Court for questioning!"
Yang Jiao took a deep breath and stepped forward.
Who are we?
His voice was steady, yet it carried an overwhelming sense of grief and indignation.
My Yang Jiao.
He pointed to Yang Jian and Yang Chan beside him.
"His Yang Jian, and her Yang Chan."
Our mother's name is Yaoji!
Boom!
Upon hearing these names, the leading heavenly general instantly understood what was happening.
The children of Princess Yaoji!
They actually came!
"So it was you..." A complex expression appeared on the Heavenly General's face.
He was ordered to guard this place, so he naturally knew about what happened back then.
"This is the decree of Your Majesty Heavenly Emperor. Princess Yaoji has violated the Heavenly Rules and deserves punishment."
"You... should go back now, lest you make a mistake and become enemies of the Heavenly Court."
To be an enemy of Heavenly Court?
Yang Jian sneered.
"From the moment our families were destroyed and our loved ones perished, we became enemies of the Heavenly Court!"
"Get out of the way!"
"Or, die!"
The last two words carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers down the spine of the heavenly general.
He knew that things couldn't be resolved peacefully.
"Presumptuous!"
The heavenly general roared angrily and raised the long spear in his hand.
"The majesty of Heavenly Rules is absolute and cannot be challenged! Since you remain obstinate, then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
"Form ranks! Take them down!"
"Yes!"
Dozens of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals responded in unison, instantly forming Battle Formation. Celestial light swirled around them, and their murderous aura pressed down on the three of them.
"Court death!"
A murderous glint flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he was about to make a move.
"Second Younger Brother, wait!"
Yang Jiao stopped him.
"Master has ordered that these people do not deserve to die; do not kill innocent people indiscriminately."
Their purpose in this journey was to rescue their mother, not to wage war against the Heavenly Court.
Yang Jian felt a surge of killing intent rising within him, but he ultimately forced it down.
"Snort!"
He snorted coldly.
"Then beat them until they get lost!"
The next moment, the three of them charged directly into the Battle Formation of the heavenly soldiers.
"Overestimating yourself!" the general shouted angrily upon seeing this.
However, before he could finish speaking, the two had already clashed.
The three siblings exchanged a glance, and the next moment, they attacked!
Yang Jiao's figure blurred, and his fist, heavy with force, went straight for the leading heavenly general!
With a gentle wave of her hand, Yang Chan sent out streams of spiritual light that transformed into colorful ribbons, entangling the surrounding celestial soldiers.
Yang Jian's figure had already vanished from the spot!
Most of these heavenly soldiers were only at the level of Heavenly Immortal or True Immortal, and the leading heavenly general was only at the Early Golden Immortal.
Yang Jiao, standing before them, was already at the Peak Golden Immortal!
Yang Jian is even Primordial Unity Golden Immortal!
This was a complete one-sided crushing defeat.
The three siblings kept their master's instructions in mind and acted with great restraint, only injuring but not killing.
But each strike was enough to incapacitate them.
"How dare you, you brat!"
The leading general was both shocked and furious. He never imagined that these three seemingly young juniors would possess such terrifying strength.
He roared, and the halberd in his hand transformed into a streak of cold light, piercing straight for Yang Jian's back.
He used all his strength in this attack, revealing his Golden Immortal level cultivation.
However, Yang Jian didn't even turn his head, and instead struck out with his palm.
"Roll!"
Boom!
The Golden Immortal general's halberd collided with Yang Jian's palm.
A terrifying force traveled along the halberd, and the general felt an irresistible surge of power, instantly splitting his tiger's mouth open.
"Puff!"
He spat out a mouthful of blood and was blasted far away, crashing heavily to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, the outcome of the battle was decided.
"You... you all..."
The leader of the celestial generals lay on the ground, staring in horror at the three siblings.
He couldn't understand how those three children could have become so terrifying in just tens of thousands of years.
"Quickly... retreat! Return to the Heavenly Court and report to His Your Majesty!"
Tian Jiang struggled to his feet and roared at his men.
The first one transformed into a streak of light and fled in a disheveled state towards the Heavenly Court.
The remaining heavenly soldiers, as if granted a pardon, hurriedly followed.