In the Mysterious Water Divine Continent, Yang Jian learned at the same time that his mother, Yao Ji, had been imprisoned beneath Peach Mountain.
Compared with his elder brother Yang Jiao and younger sister Yang Chan, Yang Jian was more perceptive. He had long since seen through the deeper meaning behind the Heavenly Court's judgment.
His heart ached, but he did not give himself over to panic or tears. Instead, he immediately grasped what mattered most—
His mother might be imprisoned for eternity, but her soul was unharmed and her immortal bones remained intact. If he grew strong enough to defy the Heavenly Court's rules, he could surely rescue her from beneath Peach Mountain.
With that thought, Yang Jian turned all his grief and longing into fuel for cultivation.
He cast aside every distraction and hesitation, devoting himself wholly to cultivation. Spiritual energy surged around him, and his Dao Heart grew firmer than ever.
One day, the spiritual energy inside the Jin Shui Treasure Pavilion in Sin Domain City suddenly stilled.
Several figures appeared out of thin air without warning and walked straight into the pavilion, becoming its most unusual visitors.
Yang Mei led the group, with Han Xi and the others behind him. Their footsteps were light, yet their arrival felt like the Great Dao bearing down.
Several subdued auras of the Primordial Taiji Realm spread silently through the pavilion. Neither forceful nor ostentatious, they enveloped the entire building like a Heavenly Net, leaving even space faintly stagnant.
Venerable Jin Shui, who presided over the pavilion, felt his heart jolt. His expression changed, and he rose instinctively to greet them.
Shock surged through him. In cultivation and realm, these visitors were clearly beneath him.
Yet the aura of the Great Dao surrounding them was older, more complete, and