The Three Siblings each displayed their divine might. For a time, the sounds of slaughter shook Peach Mountain as golden light and blood-red radiance intertwined. The countless Heavenly Soldiers were forcibly driven back again and again by the three of them!
But there were simply too many Heavenly Soldiers and Generals of the Heavenly Court—so many that they resembled rain falling from the sky or boundless waves. After one batch was driven back, ten times, even a hundred times as many surged forward at once.
Even with Yang Jian, Yang Jiao, and Yang Chan possessing unrivaled divine might and fighting one against a thousand, one against ten thousand, they ultimately could not withstand the endless, unceasing siege.
The Golden Armored Heavenly Soldiers charged forward one after another. Their spears stood like a forest, their Magic Treasures fell like rain, and layer upon layer of Immortal Arts and killing moves came crashing down wildly.
Yang Jian's Three-Pointed Double-Edged Spear was already covered in spiritual radiance. His arms were beginning to ache, yet with every sweeping strike, several enemies were sent flying. But Heavenly Generals immediately filled the gap behind them. They could not be killed off or eradicated.
Every thrust of Yang Jiao's Slaughter God Spear brought forth a bloody glow. His violent fighting spirit nearly burned away all his Immortal Qi, yet the tide-like Heavenly Soldiers continued closing in from every direction, trapping him in the center and making it impossible for him to advance even a step.
The Precious Lotus Lantern in Yang Chan's hands blazed with brilliant light. Fierce winds swept up golden radiance, overturning the enemy ranks again and again, but there were simply too many Heavenly Soldiers.
The lantern's light had only just swept through one area when enemies had already charged in from another side.