"Hmph, if you want to kill us, let's see whether you have what it takes!" Watching the enormous palm reach for the three of them, Yang Jiao, the eldest son of the Yang Family, glanced at his younger brother and sister, then shouted at Haotian's manifestation. With that, he leaped up, unleashed the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and transformed into a winged white tiger, charging at Haotian.
"Son, no!" Yao Ji's expression changed. She hastily raised a hand and called out to Yang Jiao.
"Big Brother, be careful!" Yang Jian and Yang Chan hurriedly warned him as well.
"Don't worry. I've cultivated under my master for three hundred years. I won't be so easily-"
Bang! Before Yang Jiao could finish, Haotian's manifestation slapped his white tiger form flying. Blood poured from his mouth. Then Haotian stretched out his arm, seized him outright, and clenched his five fingers. Boom!
In an instant, Yang Jiao was crushed into a pulp, torrents of blood dripping between the fingers of Haotian's manifestation.
Yang Jiao... had fallen!
"My son!"
"Big Brother!"
"Eldest Young Master!"
Yao Ji, Yang Jian, Yang Chan, the Meishan Brothers, and the others all cried out in shock. Spirit Pearl Child felt no grief, but Haotian's overwhelming strength truly stunned him.
He had crushed Yang Jiao to death so effortlessly. The Jade Emperor... was nowhere near as weak as the rumors claimed.
"Two more!" Haotian felt deeply guilty, and his heart ached a little. Fortunately, he had never spent time with Yang Jiao and held little affection for him, so he could still bear it. To save his younger sister, he could only send these nephews and this niece, who should never have existed in the first place, on their way. With that thought, Haotian opened his fingers and reached for Yang Jian