My Senior Brother is Too Steady Chapter 561

The Jade Emperor used the Heavenly Dao to investigate again and sent General Dongmu to secretly search for years. Finally, he found a barely passable “ancient beast” and handed it to Li Changshou.

As expected, the Howling Celestial Dog.

The Heavenly Howling Divine Dog was rather special. It was not an ordinary living being.

Their race was not a creation of the world. They were specially born to assist the strong. They had a stronger talent and innate mystical abilities. They could be ferocious beasts and fight enemies. They could be turned into treasures and weapons. However, their cultivation required other living beings to guide them at all times. Otherwise, they could not even activate their spiritual intelligence.

The Heavenly Hound Clan was actually a “masterpiece” of Connate lifeforms using their mystical abilities in ancient times.

After thinking about it, Li Changshou handed the “Furry Ball” the Howling Celestial Dog to Princess Long Ji. She would secretly send it to Yang Jian and give him some benefits.

Originally, Fairy Yun Hua and Long Ji were the most familiar with each other. It was reasonable for Long Ji to do that.

At the same time, Long Ji would secretly appear to express her goodwill. She would also send a message to Yang Jian, making him feel that his mother's life was very miserable after being suppressed. She would give Yang Jian more pressure.

More importantly, Long Ji was Yang Jian's cousin.

She had expressed her goodwill to Yang Jian in advance and befriended him. After Yang Jian completed his final training, she could appear to ease Yang Jian's emotions and prevent the two parties from having a hard time ending things.

The process of Long Ji sending the Howling Celestial Dog off was very smooth. Her meeting with Yang Jian did not cause any ripples.

After the siblings met this time, Yang Jian began to treat himself even more harshly. He left behind traces of his bloody battles in various Sectors.

The Eight-Nine Arcane Art had endless uses.

All of that seemed to be under Li Changshou's control. However, even the Heavenly Dao could not achieve perfection in the 50th Great Dao and 49th Heavenly Dao, much less Li Changshou.

98% was not a casual remark.

It had only been a few years since Long Ji went to see Yang Jian. A variable that Li Changshou had never imagined suddenly appeared.

Yang Jian's cultivation speed suddenly increased. He broke through continuously in a few months!

In the Great White Hall, Li Changshou, who maintained the appearance of an old immortal, frowned and stared at the situation in the bronze mirror.

On his right, the Jade Emperor's incarnation, Quan Tong, who was dressed in armor, sat on the round chair. Behind the two of them stood Princess Long Ji, Ao Yi, and the Golden Roc.

As the Heavenly Emperor had slipped his tongue again, the three of them knew Quan Dong's identity. At that moment, they were rather respectful.

Long Ji, in particular, stood obediently behind her father. She did not even dare to breathe loudly.

That was also because the Jade Emperor had thought it through. As long as the incarnation did not wander around or monitor the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, did not hold regular assessments, and did not tease Chang'e of the Moon Palace, it would not affect him overall. Instead, it would be easier for him to do what he wanted openly.

For example, he could fish openly.

The five figures, together with Ling'e, who was watching the scene with the Cloud Mirror on the Little Qiong Peak, looked at the bronze mirror.

In the void that was filled with starlight, bolts of azure divine lightning struck crazily. Heavenly winds kept howling.

A figure that was a little small in front of the lightning bolt of the Heavenly Tribulation stood in the wind. His figure, which was slightly burlier than an ordinary person, actually had the weight of a mountain!

Yang Jian!

He had already digested the drop of Gonggong's essence blood and was forcefully transcending the Golden Immortal Tribulation!

“How many years has it been? Yang Jian's cultivation speed is amazing.”

Li Changshou sighed softly. Quan Dong, who was beside him, agreed.

After all, in the past fifty years, Yang Jian had left the Jade Spring Mountain to train. When the Jade Emperor was free, he would look at the bronze mirror in the Great White Hall.

Previously, he had been watching the live broadcast excitedly and had even rewarded a Heavenly Dog.

Time passed by in a flash. There were really no changes.

However, the price of the Jade Emperor fishing was that Li Changshou, an ordinary authoritative god, had to work hard and tire himself out.

In the past few decades, the Jade Emperor had even developed a habit of asking casually about everything.

“Changgeng, what do you think?”

What else could he think?

He would always sit and watch!

The Great God-Conferment Tribulation was imminent. Li Changshou could not let his cultivation fall. Although the Heavenly Courts were busy, he still had to spend 70% of his energy on cultivation.

Apart from that, he also had to meet and chat with his junior sister regularly. He had to talk to her about the Dao and chat with her. He had to relax his tense heart and give her a little… reward.

It was a balance of work and rest.

There were many things that he had to worry about outside the Heavenly Courts.

The war between the Immortal Alliance and the Burning Incense Divine Kingdom would happen every few years.

The Three Thousand Worlds had entered the Chaotic Era. The Netherworld had already come to the Heavenly Courts to ask for help several times, asking the Heavenly Courts to temporarily support a batch of officials. The Netherworld's judges were already insufficient.

There were many casualties.

The only thing that comforted Li Changshou was that the Chan School and Jie School had always been very restrained. Even the situation in the Middle Continent was stable.

Although there were endless conflicts between the immortal sects, there was no direct battle between the immortal sects under the two sects. It was still a normal calamity.

The Primordial World seemed to be gradually approaching chaos. However, Li Changshou could sense that there was some order in the chaos.

The order established by the Dao Ancestor and the six Saints.

As long as the Saints did not move, the world would not be completely chaotic.

Of course, there were two things that made Li Changshou feel gratified. Ling'e had been cultivating hard all these years, and her desire for longevity had become stronger.

That made Li Changshou feel like…

It was worth it for him to suffer more outside.

After all, only the two of them could really rely on each other in this world. The Little Qiong Peak that his junior sister was guarding was already the place where his senior brother's Dao heart was entrusted.

It was pure and holy.

In the bronze mirror, the lightning gradually disappeared. The Heavenly Tribulation had passed.

Yang Jian's figure flew away. He did not covet the enlightenment after the Tribulation Transcendence. He quickly left the remote Forsaken Land. His vigilance was indeed good.

The image in the bronze mirror moved, and Perfected Yu Ding secretly followed.

The Jade Emperor's incarnation said in a low voice, “The Eight-Nine Arcane Art, the essence blood of the witches, the divine weapons refined by the Grand Supreme Elder, and the abilities obtained from fighting demons…

Changgeng, when are you going to stop?”

“Your Majesty, don't worry. I'm already prepared.”

Li Changshou took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it over respectfully. The Jade Emperor's incarnation's eyes lit up.

Li Changshou looked at the Golden Roc, Ao Yi, and Long Ji behind him and sighed.

“I originally planned to let Yang Jian train for a hundred years. Seeing the current situation, I had no choice but to intervene in advance and slow down his cultivation level.

At that moment, his Dao heart would gradually fall into illusion.

If his obsession is not eliminated and his Dao heart is unstable, the higher his cultivation realm, the more likely he will fall into the demonic path.”

Long Ji could not help but look concerned when she heard her master's words.

She had just interacted with Yang Jian once and was quite concerned about her cousin.

She asked softly, “Master, do you need to remind Yang Jian about this?”

Li Changshou pondered for a while and asked, “Previously, you went to give him dogs, ahem, Heavenly Hounds and Divine Hounds of the Primordial World. How many times did Yang Jian mention his mother?”

“Once.”

Long Ji recalled carefully and gave such an answer. She added, “He seemed to have asked casually and did not show much emotion.”

“Then it's indeed time to stop.” There was no hesitation in Li Changshou's eyes. He fumbled in his sleeve and took out a row of jade talismans.

Seeing that Ao Yi and the Golden Roc were puzzled, Li Changshou took the initiative to explain.

“Yang Jian's personality is a little reserved. The more he pretends to be calm, the more it proves that he has buried this matter deeply. It will affect him more. After all, there are many things that if you are really relieved, you will not have to worry about anything. At the very least, you will ask about Fairy Yun Hua's recent situation.”

On the other side, the Jade Emperor's incarnation, Quan Dong, who was holding the scroll, looked enlightened.

Quan Dong asked, “Changgeng, what are you writing? Forget it, just do it. I'll just watch from the side!”

“Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty!”

Li Changshou cupped his hands and looked at the row of jade talismans floating in front of him.

“Then, I'll start making arrangements.”

Quan Dong made an inviting gesture. Li Changshou carefully identified it and after confirming that there were no mistakes, he crushed the three jade talismans on the left.

At the same time!

Perfected Yu Ding and Bai Ze each had a jade token shattered.

Bai Ze opened his eyes from the depths of the Heaven Ascension Hall and gave an order. The dozens of black shadows that had been waiting for a long time arrived in front of him. Bai Ze activated the teleportation array under him.

They had been waiting for a long time!

Perfected Yu Ding frowned slightly in a certain Sector. He looked at Yang Jian, who was meditating cross-legged in the forest hundreds of kilometers away and digesting his insights from the Tribulation Transcendence. There was a hint of worry in his eyes.

Following that, Perfected Yu Ding took the initiative to bring Yang Chan away from that place. He wanted to send a jade token to Yang Jian three days later to lure him to a certain place.

At the same time, in a corner of the trichiliocosm.

The disciple of the Saint of the Western Sect, the Void Bodhi, who looked much thinner than he did a few decades ago, slowly opened his eyes.

The Void Bodhi looked at the shimmering jade token in his hand and scrutinized the words that appeared in his heart. He could not help but snort coldly.

“That's unnecessary…”

After saying that, the Void Bodhi's figure gradually faded. He prepared to search for Yang Jian's traces three days and six hours later.

In the Grand White Palace of the Heavenly Courts of the five continents of the Primordial World.

Li Changshou's palm brushed past the large bronze mirror in front of him. The image on it gradually blurred and quickly became clear. However, three regions and three images appeared.

Firstly, Bai Ze and his men had set up something in a mortal village.

Secondly, Yang Jian was quietly cultivating in the forest. However, compared to the scene provided by Perfected Yu Ding previously, the camera angle had clearly changed.

Thirdly, on the East Ocean, the 100,000 Heavenly River Soldiers, led by Bian Zhuang, were training the new bean soldier battle formation…

Li Changshou closed his eyes and pondered. He sorted out his entire plan.

The trajectory of Yang Jian's growth, the opportunities and experiences that he had arranged, and the tribulations that Yang Jian had encountered were all projected in Li Changshou's heart.

The questions have been set. It depends on whether you can pass.

Yang Jian.

Taibai Jinxing.

In the Primordial World, in a simple mortal village at the edge of the trichiliocosm.

In the dead of the night, the candlelight flickered in the village. One could hear a few laughs.

Yang Jian, who had just finished killing the demons and was about to leave, did not appear to accept the praises and worship of the mortals.

He waited for half a day on the hillside outside the village to confirm if there were any fish that had escaped the net.

At that moment, Yang Jian stood under the stars that filled the sky. He looked up at the stars and could not help but start searching for the legendary star.

The time did not seem right. It was not long after night.

At his feet, a white dog that was half a foot tall was rubbing against his cloth boots.

Yang Jian revealed a gentle smile and grabbed the little dog into his palm. He turned into a jade pendant and placed it in his chest. He leaped up and headed towards the sky.

Yang Jian, who had just transcended the Golden Immortal Tribulation, had indeed experienced another leap in strength.

Whoosh…

A beam of green light shot out from the void. Yang Jian perked up and took the initiative to face the green light. He opened his hand and took out a jade token. He cupped his hands and bowed to the jade token.

The only person who could find him was… his master, who had been hiding nearby.

Yang Jian could not be sure about that matter, and in the past few years, he had survived by himself. His master had not appeared.

However, Yang Jian could actually sense that his master was not far from him.

At the same time, Yang Jian would also feel that he had obtained some opportunities that looked very reasonable and were not problematic if he looked carefully.

It was as if the path that he had taken had been abandoned by others.

Who would do that?

It should not be his master. His master had always been alone and only had one or two good friends like Uncle-Master Taiyi. If he wanted to arrange those opportunities for him, he would probably have to use countless manpower.

It should be those factions who wanted to quickly rise and achieve some goal.

He was not a fool. Why did he not know that he had been embroiled in the battle between the top factions in the world since he was born?

With that thought in mind, Yang Jian opened the jade token in his hand and saw the contents.

There was a demon causing trouble in a certain Sector. It seemed to be borrowing the souls of mortals to cultivate. He needed to go over immediately.

It was similar to the jade token that his master had given him previously.

Yang Jian did not hesitate. He grabbed the three-pointed, double-edged spear out of thin air and carried it behind him. He crossed the void and rushed towards the direction his master had given him.

However, this time was different from the previous times.

When Yang Jian arrived, the demon had abducted the humans and livestock in a remote village. There was only a faint demonic aura left in the empty village that was dissipating with the wind…

Yang Jian carefully searched and could not find any clues. He only knew that the demon's ability to conceal himself was very powerful.

After searching for half a day in a radius of thousands of kilometers, everything was peaceful. There were also many Qi Refinement cultivators…

Helpless, Yang Jian returned to the village. This time, he saw the two children lingering at the village entrance.

Therefore, he asked in detail and learned that the two mortal children were playing in the mountains. That was how they escaped this calamity.

At that moment, Yang Jian brought them to the nearby town to settle down. He spent some Spirit Stones and placed them in the restaurant where the Qi Refinement cultivators were gathered. He also frightened the manager of the restaurant.

After sending the siblings to a room, Yang Jian raised his hand and touched their heads. He reminded them not to wander around and left behind a jade token with his aura. Then, he turned around and left.

As soon as he left the room, Yang Jian heard the sobbing of the younger girl.

“Brother, what should we do in the future… Did Father and Mother abandon us?”

“It's fine. I'll protect you. Didn't the immortal go to help us find our parents?”

Yang Jian stopped in his tracks and his expression turned gloomy. He slowly closed his eyes to calm his Dao heart, but the images that he had deliberately buried deep in his heart kept appearing.

On the street, two small figures were wrapped in a blanket and staying up all night.

With a bitter smile, Yang Jian shook his head and continued to search for the whereabouts of the demons that his master had mentioned.

However…

He could not find it. He could not find it anywhere.

That faint demonic aura seemed to be deliberately stirring his mind. Every time he thought that he had found a clue, chasing after it was futile.

However, the images kept appearing in his heart. The tragedy in the Yang Residence. When the Heavenly Soldiers smashed the figure in front of him, blood splattered everywhere…

After several failed attempts, Yang Jian's eyes were filled with a hint of ruthlessness. He shouted in a low voice and stomped the ground with his left foot. The desolate mountain beneath his feet collapsed and the solid rock shattered into powder!

In the dust, Yang Jian stood in the air. He closed his eyes and wanted to calm his mind. Suddenly, he heard a familiar voice.

“Yang Jian, you finally can't take it anymore.”

The old Daoist priest of the Western Sect?

Yang Jian opened his eyes and saw an almost ethereal figure standing in front of him. It was formed by Void Bodhi's spiritual will.

“Get lost.”

“Hehehe.” The Void Bodhi's spiritual will floated gently. “Do you really want me to get lost? Then why don't you raise the spiritual spear in your hand to me? Yang Jian, you are a smart person. You must have thought of using the situation to move. However, I don't have to spend too much effort now. I just have to tell you one thing. You will definitely disregard your own safety and can't wait to go to the Heavenly Courts to save your poor mother. The Heavenly Courts should be wiping out your mother.”

“Nonsense!”

Yang Jian's eyes lit up. “How can I be deceived by you!?!”

“Are you really lying?”

The Void Bodhi's voice entered Yang Jian's Dao heart, and his voice echoed throughout Yang Jian's spiritual platform.

“Think about it carefully. Your mother is the Princess of the Heavenly Courts in name, the sister of the ruler of the Three Realms, but she is only a mortal brother and sister when the Jade Emperor underwent the tribulation. She married a mortal and gave birth to a son and a daughter. What was even more ironic was that the mortal had already formed a family and had children. What are these? Humiliation. There were countless Qi Refinement Warriors who mocked the Jade Emperor back then. It was extremely lively! If you had not become Yu Ding's disciple and become a disciple of Chan School, causing the Heavenly Courts to be afraid, would your mother have lived until today? However, it's different now. Yang Jian.”

Yang Jian clenched his fists tightly. The veins on his neck bulged, and his forehead flickered with a dark red glow.

The Void Bodhi continued, “Now that the Heavenly Courts have gained power, the Great God-Conferment Tribulation will be a huge success for the Heavenly Courts. A third-generation disciple of Chan School like you is no longer in their eyes. So what if it's your master? Over the past two days, the Heavenly Courts had been spreading rumors about your mother being moved to the mortal world to be suppressed. If something unexpected happens during this process, a few demons will suddenly appear. It's fine if some Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals die. Your mother died in the chaos. The Jade Emperor and Taibai Jinxing will shed a few tears hypocritically to earn some reputation…”

Buzz!

Yang Jian's spear stabbed forward without any warning. The Void Bodhi's spiritual will was instantly shattered!

The Void Bodhi only sighed softly and could not say anything else. His spiritual will completely dissipated.

Yang Jian stood in the night sky. Dark clouds covered the moon and were dim without stars. His chest kept rising and falling as he constantly suppressed his Dao heart.

The Western Sect was clearly up to no good. He had to consider the standpoint of the disciples of Chan School and his master. He could not make things difficult for his master. He could not…

After taking a deep breath, Yang Jian put away his spear and turned around to head towards the town where the siblings were. However, just as he took two steps in the air, he suddenly turned around and knelt down in the night sky. He kowtowed three times.

“Master! I'm unworthy! Master, please settle the children!”

After saying that, Yang Jian stood up. The blood in his palm surged, and his body turned into a cloud-breaking eagle that shot towards the five continents!

In the direction where Yang Jian had just knelt, Perfected Yu Ding frowned and stood with his hands behind his back. He could not help but sigh softly.

“Teacher.” Yang Chan asked worriedly, “My brother…”

Yu Ding said calmly, “There's no need to be afraid.”

After saying that, Yu Ding swept his sleeve and left with Yang Chan.

The children would be settled by Bai Ze's men.

The villagers of the village returned to the village a few days later.

“Mother.”

“Heavenly Courts!”

As he sped, those words surged in Yang Jian's heart.

A storm was brewing in his Dao heart. He wanted to suppress it with all his might and keep himself calm. However, the scenes from his childhood were like a flood that broke the dam that he had built for many years!

He cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. Although his flying speed was not slow, it was ultimately limited.

The path to the five continents seemed too far away.

Calm down. He had to remain calm at this moment. With his current strength, he still could not shake those mighty figures and great mystical abilities. He had to think of a way to use everything he could to negotiate with the Heavenly Courts.

But what could he use?

Without his master's protection, he only had a long spear and armor. He was alone.

Gradually, Yang Jian felt despair in his heart. However, that despair instantly turned into anger and motivation to charge forward!

Seven days later, he saw the five continents bathed in the light of the sun. There was only one thought in his mind!

Charge in!

To the Heavenly Courts!

Even if he had to sacrifice everything, he had to pull her out of that mountain!

In the east of the East Ocean, at the ends of the world, a blood-colored stream of light passed through the place quickly and shot into the sky.

However, just as the stream of light flew for thousands of kilometers, a transparent barrier appeared in the sky and forcefully stopped the stream of light.

With a boom, Yang Jian immediately retreated. His gaze was still clear, and he was relatively calm.

He looked at the blue sky in front of him, the wall of light that he had smashed open, and the rows of silver-armored Heavenly Soldiers that slowly appeared behind the wall of light…

A trap?

Yang Jian's pupils constricted. He suddenly realized that the Heavenly Soldiers that had appeared to stop him were only evidence of the old Daoist priest of the Western Sect!

The Heavenly Courts had Taibai Jinxing, and their plans were flawless. They balanced the world.

I'm afraid I've already been targeted by Taibai Jinxing…

The matter of his mother being killed was not fake!

The Heavenly Soldiers put away the weapons in their hands. The wall of light dissipated. A golden-armored Heavenly General walked forward and said loudly, “Are you the disciple of Chan School, Yang Jian?”

“That's right!”

Yang Jian said coldly.

The golden-armored Heavenly General said, “We are under the orders of Lord Taibai Jinxing to stop you. Lord Taibai Jinxing has said that you should not make a mistake and cherish your future…”

Yang Jian said coldly, “What if I insist on making a mistake today?”

The golden-armored Heavenly General was expressionless. He raised the sword in his hand and golden light shone.

Layers of ripples appeared in the universe above the East Ocean. Row after row of Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals appeared. Most of them were burly men holding shields or female immortal soldiers holding bows.

That's not right. They are not living beings, but Dao soldiers with mystical abilities!

Yang Jian immediately identified the figures.

The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who had just stopped him quickly retreated. The Dao Soldiers that filled the sky surrounded a radius of dozens of kilometers.

The Dao soldiers actually lined up and locked onto Yang Jian.

Among the Dao soldiers, there were living beings with powerful auras. They seemed to be similar to the Dao soldiers, but they gave Yang Jian a faint pressure.

He did not realize that he had fallen into such an ambush…

The golden-armored Heavenly General hid 500 kilometers away. His voice sounded again.

“If you disobey Lord Taibai Jinxing's orders, your life and death will be uncertain. Yang Jian, I'll give you another chance to retreat today.”

“Return Mother to me…”

Yang Jian whispered and revealed a ferocious expression. He gripped his spear tightly and his gaze penetrated thousands of kilometers, causing the golden-armored Heavenly General to subconsciously take half a step back.

“Return my mother to me!”

The golden-armored Heavenly General roared, “Array!”

Pillars of light lit up in the sky above the East Ocean and turned into Heaven and Earth Cage!

Yang Jian knew that there was no way out today. His eyes were about to spit fire, and his body was about to rush into the sky!

“Hold on!”

Yang Jian paused when he heard another shout. The Dao soldiers controlled by the Heavenly Soldiers from afar also stopped.

Yang Jian frowned slightly and looked back in disbelief.

There, a handsome young Daoist priest in a long robe slowly walked over with a long spear.

In the Taiyi Sect of Qianyuan Mountain, Ling Zhuzi!

Yang Jian's eyes were filled with shock. He asked softly, “Senior Brother, are you going to stop me?”

“Yes.” Ling Zhuzi pursed his lips and gripped his spear tightly, as if he did not want to say anything.

Yang Jian could not help but fall silent. He stared at Ling Zhuzi's figure and tightened his grip on the three pointed, double-edged spear a few times. Then, he released the spirit spear a few times.

“Why?”

Yang Jian's voice was slightly trembling.

Ling Zhuzi said, “I'm under your orders.”

“My actions today have nothing to do with Chan School.”

“You are a disciple of Chan School. How are you not related?”

Yang Jian closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He did not shout loudly to make things difficult for himself, nor did he say anything about his beliefs.

He clenched his long spear tightly. There was no hesitation in his eyes. There was only determination.

“One battle.”

Huff…

The Flame-Piercing Spear in Ling Zhuzi's hand ignited with green-white flames. His figure rushed up and almost instantly erupted with his extreme speed!

Yang Jian immediately moved to the side and narrowly brushed past Ling Zhuzi's spear. However, he took the initiative to make a move.

Following that, Yang Jian left behind an afterimage on the spot. His figure disappeared with a whoosh. When he appeared again, he was already 100 feet in front of the spiritual pearl. He swooped down like an eagle from the sky and raised his spear to smash it!

Ling Zhuzi's body was surrounded by flames. His figure was as fast as a ghost. He did not dodge at all and charged straight at Yang Jian!

The Dao soldiers around him shouted in unison. The cage array formation became stronger…

After fighting for a while, Ling Zhuzi's body flew out of the array's range. His face was pale, and his eyes were closed. There was a bloody hole in his shoulder, and a huge dent in his shoulder.

If he could not win, he would be eliminated.

However, following that, the Dao soldiers no longer had any scruples. Hundreds of “experts” hiding among them swarmed forward and surrounded Yang Jian, trapping him in all directions!

Fight!

Yang Jian raised his spear and rushed into the pile of Dao soldiers. The explosions continued. The Dao soldiers were smashed into gray powder one after another, but there was an endless stream of them.

As for the 'special experts' mixed in the Dao soldiers, they also prevented Yang Jian from really attacking.

In the Heavenly Courts, at the East Heavenly Gate.

The sound of drums echoed for tens of thousands of kilometers. Groups of Heavenly Soldiers surged over and set up defensive lines outside the Heaven Gate.

In the Great White Hall, Li Changshou smiled and flicked his horsetail whisk. He rode a cloud with several figures behind him.

Li Changshou said, “Long Ji, wait in front of the East Heavenly Gate first. If Yang Jian can rush in front of you, just say as I instructed.”

“Yes.” Long Ji cupped her fists and bowed. She held her sword and activated her mystical abilities before rushing to the East Heaven Gate.

Behind Li Changshou, Ao Yi, the Golden Roc, and Xiong Lingli stood quietly. Apart from Xiong Lingli's nervous face, who was trying her best to look fierce, Ao Yi and the Golden Roc were calm.

They would obey.

Yang Jian fell into a bitter battle.

On the way, he thought for a long time and pondered for a long time. In the end, he made up his mind. He knew that there would be a bitter battle today and that his chances of winning were very small.

He did not believe in miracles, nor did he believe in the so-called luck. The only thing he believed in was the long spear in his hand. He wanted to hit his mother all the way.

However, Yang Jian had never expected that he would be in such a sorry state when facing the Dao soldiers of the Heavenly Courts.

The array suppressed all the aftershocks that he had sent out.

The Dao soldiers were not afraid of death. Immortal power attacked his stable mystic body.

Especially those “experts” who were good at combined attacks and were wrapped in ordinary Dao weapons. They caused him a lot of trouble and even left many injuries on his mystic body.

The Eight-Nine Arcane Art was best at defense. Its body was like a numinous treasure. If Qi Refinement cultivators of the same realm did not have any treasures, it was almost impossible to break through.

From this, it could be seen that the combined attack of the other party was not weak.

Figures, figures, or figures.

The Dao weapons were endless and could not be killed. However, his lifeblood and energy were being consumed by the Dao weapons.

It was very difficult to rely on pills to recover his energy. Yang Jian kept calculating in his heart and kept charging forward. He brought the figures of the sky and the ashes from the Dao Soldiers and approached the East Heaven Gate step by step!

Finally, after an unknown period of time, Yang Jian's front suddenly became clear.

The Dao soldiers retreated?

Yang Jian, who was already a little numb, immediately rushed thousands of feet forward. However, he was quickly stopped by the light wall. A large number of Dao soldiers swarmed over.

After killing one batch, there was another batch.

The night and day alternated.

The battle lasted for more than ten days and nights. It alarmed the experts from all directions, but no one could approach the Heavenly Courts' East Heavenly Gate for tens of thousands of kilometers.

The large number of dragon experts hiding under the East Ocean also spread their pressure in all directions.

In the battle, Yang Jian did not fall.

His robe was not stained with blood, but it was damaged everywhere.

The spear did not crack. His palm was trembling slightly.

He moved forward slowly and waved his spear again and again. Finally, Yang Jian arrived in front of the East Heavenly Gate. He was less than ten thousand feet away from the white jade door.

Behind him were the 39 Dao-soldiers that he had broken through and the more than 60 array formations that he had personally destroyed.

The figure in front of him disappeared. Yang Jian's tense heartstrings only relaxed slightly before he suddenly staggered.

He held onto his spear and tried his best to maintain it. He did not fall from the sky, but his feet were unstable. His legs gradually bent and he gradually lost his strength.

Limits…

That was his limit.

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, but his eyes and Dao heart did not waver.

He leaned on his spear and took a deep breath. He wanted to stand up again, but he could only barely arch his back.

“Yang Jian!”

An urgent shout came from ahead. Yang Jian's immortal senses, which were almost exhausted, saw Long Ji, who he had once met, riding a cloud and holding a sword in her hand.

Is she here to stop me too?

A large number of Dao soldiers wanted to surround them from behind. Long Ji immediately shouted, “Everyone, retreat!”

Groups of Dao soldiers stood quietly on the cloud path like wooden puppets.

Yang Jian smiled bitterly in his heart. He had implicated others after all.

Long Ji wanted to support him, but Yang Jian raised his hand to stop her.

He lay in the air and panted heavily, searching for his remaining strength in his body.

“Yang Jian, why are you doing this?”

Standing thirty feet away, Long Ji shouted in a trembling voice, “There are many things that you have never seen or heard. You don't know the inside story. You were just used by others.”

Use…

Yang Jian closed his eyes and slowly opened them. His forehead flickered with a light red light, but his body turned from the back of the bow to kneeling. His right hand held onto the three pointed, double-edged spear tightly. His voice turned from weak to powerful.

“In this… In this world… The weak and powerful living beings would be controlled by a force. The Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Courts, or the so-called destiny. Living beings had many sufferings. Some people had to face the cruel hell from birth. However, they had no choice but to move forward and be pushed forward by that power. That's what I am.”

“Yang Jian…”

Long Ji wanted to move forward and support Yang Jian's swaying figure, but she still wanted to stand firm. However, she stopped and subconsciously stopped dozens of feet away.

Yang Jian held the three pointed, double-edged spear. His originally exhausted mystic body produced wisps of power.

The origin power of living beings.

He slowly tried to stand up straight.

The trembling of his hands became weaker, but his hoarse voice remained coherent.

Yang Jian said, “This power might be hate, or it might be longing for my mother. It might be the guilt in my heart that is growing deeper by the day. It might be the scheme of the battle between the great sects, the great calamity of the world. They seemed to be telling me to save my mother at all times. However, I completely ignored my own thoughts. They only treat me as a pawn. They push me forward, block me, and keep fiddling with me. This is the Primordial World that has lost its vitality!”

Long Ji did not know how to answer. She could only look at the figure in front of her and watch him straighten his chest and take another step forward.

In front of him, the East Heaven Gate was in sight, but huge gray clouds swept over.

Yang Jian gritted his teeth. Waves of essence energy squeezed out from his limbs and bones. The pain there was no different from scraping his bones and peeling his marrow!

However, his expression remained the same. He did not even snort. He just walked forward and growled.

His voice became stronger and his words became more hurried. Waves of wind surged out of his body, and the clouds under his feet solidified again!

“In front, there might be mountains of knives and seas of fire. It will be Yang Jian's hell! There might be a Heavenly Battle. I will exhaust all my strength! Perhaps I will try my best to enter the next hell. However, today! Today! Even if there was no light ahead! Even if I have to die in front of the mountain that suppresses my mother and let those scheming people succeed!”

Yang Jian's eyes were filled with light. A vertical crack seemed to appear on his forehead. Blood rays surged out from it, illuminating his handsome and pale face. He was actually so cold!

Long Ji's Dao heart trembled slightly as she gripped the sword in her hand tightly.

Yang Jian held his spear behind him and looked forward with his head held high. He looked at the large gray clouds that surged out of the East Heavenly Gate. His body had already passed Long Ji. He seemed to be talking to Long Ji or shouting at the Heavenly Courts in front of him.

“It's my own decision to come this far! I chose the path. I want to break through the Heavenly Courts! I want to enter hell! The power to push me forward can only be my own choice. No one can interfere! I'm Yang Jian! Today, I have arrived here. I want to bring my biological mother back and seek justice for my father's tragic death!Those who want to stop me are my enemies.”

As soon as he finished speaking, thunder exploded in the sky!

The sound of drums came from all directions. Clouds flew over. There were three levels!

Countless Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals appeared on the clouds. Their gazes and immortal senses were locked onto Yang Jian.

Yang Jian did not say a word. The red light on his forehead faded. He yearned for power, called for power, and squeezed power from his mystic body and essence soul!

Boom! Boom!

It was the sound of the Heavenly Soldiers beating the drums. Strange phenomena appeared everywhere.

Yang Jian silently took out the only item his father had left behind. It was a scholar's bag and was wrapped around his head.

At that moment, amidst the thunder!

A golden light streaked across the sky, and a pressure came from above. It brought about waves and caused Yang Jian's tattered robe to flutter behind him.

Golden light condensed and the white-haired old Daoist priest appeared. He held his horsetail whisk and sat cross-legged on the cloud. His eyelids were lowered and his gaze was lowered.

“Yang Jian, do you know your crime?”

Chapter end