Peach Mountain

The Heavenly Court.

Lingxiao Treasure Hall.

Haotian, seated upon the imperial throne, suddenly opened his eyes.

His body trembled slightly.

They had come!

They had finally come!

Tens of thousands of years of waiting, tens of thousands of years of forbearance!

He slowly rose from the imperial throne and walked to the edge of Lingxiao Treasure Hall, looking down upon the Three Realms below.

His gaze seemed to pierce through layer upon layer of clouds and fall upon the three figures rushing toward Peach Mountain.

"Yuanshi..."

"I hope you won't go too far. Otherwise..."

"Hmph!"

With a thought, he sent an equally concise message back to Huoyun Cave.

"I know."

Peach Mountain.

The entire mountain was shrouded in a powerful, invisible restriction, radiating a pressure that made one's heart tremble.

Runes flowed across the mountainside, faintly interwoven with the power of the Heavenly Dao. They isolated the inside from the outside and suppressed everything.

At the foot of the mountain, three figures descended from the sky.

They were the three siblings, Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan, who had come from Huoyun Cave.

They raised their heads and silently gazed at the enormous peak before them.

This was... the place where their mother was being suppressed.

After tens of thousands of years of longing day and night, and tens of thousands of years of arduous cultivation, their ultimate goal was finally before them.

"Mother... is she inside?" Yang Chan murmured, her eyes reddening involuntarily once more.

She could sense a faint yet incomparably familiar aura from deep within the mountain. It was the connection of their shared bloodline.

Yang Jiao reached out and gently placed a hand on his sister's shoulder, offering silent comfort.

"Yes, Mother is inside. Soon... we'll be able to rescue her."

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