Four People Captured

Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan protected their mother, Yao Ji.

They had transformed into a streak of light and were racing toward Huoyun Cave.

After tens of thousands of years apart, the family had finally reunited.

They had endless things to say to each other.

Yao Ji looked at her three children, who had all grown into adults. Her heart was filled with both comfort and heartache.

During the years she had been suppressed, the children had suffered who knew how much to achieve what they had today.

"Jiao'er, Jian'er, Chan'er..."

"You've suffered all these years."

Yao Ji's voice was still weak, but it was filled with motherly love.

Yang Chan clung tightly to her mother's arm, rested her head against her shoulder, and shook her head firmly.

"Mother, we haven't suffered."

"As long as we could rescue you, no amount of suffering would have been too much."

Hearing this, Yang Jiao turned back as well, a resolute smile on his face.

"That's right, Mother. You don't need to worry about us."

"Our Master has treated us very well."

Only Yang Jian remained taciturn as ever, merely increasing his flying speed by a little.

As long as they reached Huoyun Cave, they would be safe.

However, at that moment!

The winds and clouds ahead suddenly changed!

The four figures came to a halt against their will.

Yang Jiao and his siblings' expressions changed. They immediately shielded Yao Ji behind them and stared warily ahead.

They saw the sea of clouds ahead churning as countless figures emerged from it.

Flags fluttered, and Immortal Light blazed brilliantly.

It was the Heavenly Court's army!

A murderous, imposing aura swept over them, locking all four of them firmly in place!

At the head of the army was a white-haired old man holding