Is This My Sister-in-Law?

Jiang Ziya's arrival indeed surprised everyone.

After all, though Jiang Ziya was Xiqi's Grand Preceptor, his cultivation was not particularly high—if anything, it was rather low.

Instead of holding down the rear, he had come running to the front lines. Wasn't he afraid of dropping dead on the spot?

Surprise aside, Antarctic Immortal Elder and the others immediately went to meet with Jiang Ziya.

After all, he was their junior brother. They still had to give him that courtesy.

As for Hong Yuan, he did not go with them.

Antarctic Immortal Elder, Taiyi, Nezha, and the others did not try too hard to persuade him.

It was not that Hong Yuan was unqualified. Being able to temporarily raise his strength to the Quasi-Saint level was proof enough of his qualifications.

Hong Yuan simply could not be bothered to move, deliberately steering everyone's thoughts in that direction.

Watching the others leave, Hong Yuan turned and went off to find a place to rest.

As for the battle outside, it had little to do with him.

Whether they won or lost was no big deal.

Outside the city, a foul wind carrying bloody mist rushed toward them. Yang Jian gripped his Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear in one hand and casually slashed at a Quasi-Saint.

The blade light swelled in the wind, transforming into golden runes that blanketed the sky.

With that casual slash alone, he sent the Quasi-Saint flying tens of millions of li away.

After doing that, he did not continue attacking. He merely patted the black dog at his side on the head, then slightly turned to look toward the distant Sishui Pass.

A glint flashed through his Heavenly Eye, which had always been as calm as a cold abyss.

"Nezha... you brat came too?"

Within the city, Nezha seemed to