Yang Jian and the others rode the wind and clouds, rushing toward Longevity Mountain at full speed.
Outside Longevity Mountain, they saw Wutian's army. However, after the agreed battle with Lu Chuan, those troops had all withdrawn and were stationed on an equally majestic and vast mountain Wutian had moved over.
Of course, Wutian had his own purpose in this as well: to make a complete end of things with the gods and Buddhas of the Three Realms.
Back then, quite a few fish had slipped through the net. Catching them one by one was too troublesome. Better to have True Martial gather them all together this time for a final decisive battle.
"True Martial is all right?"
After the immortals and gods reunited, Yang Jian heard this and finally let out a breath of relief.
Shen Gongbao smiled and said, "Not only is he all right, he even found the sacred objects the Buddhist Sect can use to resolve this great calamity: sixteen ancient Buddha Sariras."
"Then where is he now?" Yun Youzi asked urgently.
Shen Gongbao glanced at Yun Youzi, then asked Yang Jian, "Yang Jian, who's this kid?"
"He..."
Yang Jian looked at Yun Youzi, somewhat hesitant.
He had not told anyone traveling with him Yun Youzi's identity, including Nezha.
He knew very well that if Yun Youzi's identity was exposed now, there should not be any problems for the time being. After all, with a great enemy before them, the gods definitely would not say anything.
But after the calamity had passed?
That was not necessarily the case.
"I'm his nephew," Yun Youzi said then.
"Yo-ho, nephew?"
Shen Gongbao looked Yun Youzi up and down and laughed. "Yang Jian only has one younger sister, the Three Holy Mothers. What, are you the Three Holy Mothers' son?"