Yang Jian: Uncle, You Just Wait For Me

The Thunder Dragon coiled across the long sky, roaring without end.

Its body was formed from countless bolts of thunder condensed together.

Upon every thunder-scale, Heavenly Court runes flickered.

That was the power of the Heavenly Net Demon-Subduing Formation.

The magic power of over a thousand Heavenly Soldiers gathered together, then was commanded by the Golden-Armored Heavenly General with his token, only then condensing into such an offensive.

At this moment, the Golden-Armored Heavenly General's aura had already climbed to the very limit of a Golden Immortal.

Though he had not truly stepped into the realm of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, he was not far from it.

He looked down at Yang Jian, his face full of savage delight.

"Yang Jian!"

"Aren't you quite good at fighting?"

"Today, this commander will make you understand that before the Western Heavenly Court, you are nothing but an ant!"

With that said, the long spear in his hand suddenly pressed downward.

"Kill!"

The Thunder Dragon roared in fury and dove down.

Along its path, the void was torn apart by thunder, letting out piercing explosive blasts.

Upon the earth, one mountain peak after another was shattered by the scattered lightning.

Yang Jian stood within the formation, his robes snapping loudly.

He raised his head and looked at the diving Thunder Dragon, not a hint of retreat in his eyes.

"An ant?"

Yang Jian spoke in a low voice.

The next instant, the magic power within his body erupted with a boom.

The Hunyuan Flag hung above his head, letting fall thousands upon thousands of rays of dark light.

The Protective Jade Talisman lit up before his chest, forming a layer of crystal-clear light curtain.

As for the Immortal Slaying Sword, it erupted with a chilling sword intent unlike anything before.

Yang Jian gripped