Yang Jian in Danger

Above the vault of heaven, Immortal Light surged in rolling waves.

Figures sped over from the distant sea of clouds.

They moved with astonishing speed.

In mere moments, they had descended upon the battlefield.

Yang Jian raised his eyes.

He saw that the arrivals numbered over a thousand heavenly soldiers.

Among them were three heavenly generals, each radiating the aura of a Golden Immortal.

At their head stood a man clad in golden armor, a long spear in hand, lightning crackling around his body.

His aura was far more formidable than that of the silver-armored heavenly general from before.

Faintly, it had already reached Golden Immortal Late Stage.

"Commander Lei!"

The silver-armored heavenly general was instantly overjoyed upon seeing the newcomer descend.

He hurriedly cupped his hands toward the golden-armored heavenly general. "This is Yang Jian!"

"Not only has he refused to submit to arrest, he even dared to slaughter heavenly soldiers!"

"Commander, please act and suppress him!"

At those words, the golden-armored heavenly general turned his gaze upon Yang Jian.

He did not speak at once, merely sizing Yang Jian up from head to toe.

When he sensed the Golden Immortal aura emanating from Yang Jian, a flicker of surprise crossed his eyes.

"No wonder Your Majesty personally issued the order."

"A mere bastard born of mortal blood has actually cultivated to the Golden Immortal realm."

"It seems someone truly is sheltering you from behind."

Yang Jian's expression turned faintly cold at those words.

The man's repeated use of "bastard" had already touched his reverse scale.

Yet Yang Jian did not lose his reason.

He knew full well that more and more heavenly soldiers were gathering.

If he merely charged and slaughtered without restraint, he would inevitably be pinned down by an array.

The Western Heavenly Court was, after