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Chapter 654 Personally Stepping into the Lingxiao Palace
The Heavenly General's pupils suddenly contracted, and the shadow of death, like icy seawater, instantly engulfed his entire body.
The longsword, crackling with dark silver lightning, grew larger and larger in his eyes. The killing intent flowing across its blade made even his primordial spirit tremble.
He's finished.
This was the only thought in the mind of the Divine General.
Having provoked such a killing god, I am destined to perish both body and soul today.
However, the three-pointed, double-edged sword, which was powerful enough to cleave his skull, stopped abruptly less than an inch from his brow.
The sharp wind from the blade stung his cheek, but the death he expected did not come.
Shenwei Tianjiang stiffly raised his eyelids, only to see a pair of cold, emotionless eyes.
"Do you think I care about Haotian?"
Yang Jian's voice was calm, but the contempt that came from the bottom of his heart was more humiliating to him than killing him directly.
Killing you would only dirty my blade.
Yang Jian slowly sheathed his three-pointed double-edged sword, hoisted it onto his shoulder, and looked down at the disheveled figure at the bottom of the pit.
"Go back."
"Tell me that it won't be long before I personally ascend to the Lingxiao Palace, split open Peach Mountain, and rescue my mother."
"Let him wait!"
boom!
These words, like thunder from the heavens, exploded in the mind of the divine general.
Who...who exactly is he?
He actually knew about Taoshan!
Isn't that the biggest taboo in Heaven?
His mother was imprisoned on Peach Mountain? Could it be...?
A conjecture that he himself found absurd and terrifying surfaced in the mind of the Divine General.
He suddenly looked up, staring intently at Yang Jian's angular face and the mysterious vertical line between his brows.
It's so similar, so incredibly similar!
The evil star before me bears a striking resemblance to the Fairy Yunhua, who was imprisoned beneath Peach Mountain!
He is His Majesty's nephew!
That wicked child... who should have died long ago!
"You...you are Yang Jian!" the Divine General exclaimed, his voice filled with undisguised horror.
Yang Jian glanced at him coldly, neither admitting nor denying it.
"roll!"
A single word carries an unquestionable authority.
The divine general felt as if he had been granted a pardon. Despite the excruciating pain of his bones being shattered, he struggled to his feet and scrambled out of the giant pit.
He didn't even dare to pick up his halberd that had fallen some distance away; he just wanted to escape this place that made his soul tremble as quickly as possible.
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
He let out a hoarse roar at the terrified remnants of his army who had scattered and fled in all directions.
Upon hearing their general's command, the remaining heavenly soldiers ran even faster, wishing they had more legs. They transformed into streaks of light and disappeared into the sky in a sorry state.
In the blink of an eye, the tens of thousands of arrogant Heavenly Army soldiers collapsed.
The battlefield was left in ruins, littered with corpses.
Yang Jian stood quietly in place, watching the direction they fled in, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
Killing a Divine General would be as easy as turning his hand.
But this is meaningless.
What he wanted was not to kill a few lackeys of the Heavenly Court to vent his anger.
What he wanted was to instill fear in Haotian and make the entire Heavenly Court tremble because of his existence!
He wanted everyone to know that he, Yang Jian, had returned!
These words he spoke today are his first declaration of war to the Heavenly Court and the Supreme Heaven!
Only when not a single celestial soldier could be seen on the horizon did this desolate mountain range, stained red with blood, finally return to its deathly silence.
"Cough cough...cough..."
Inside the giant pit, Yuan Hong coughed violently, each cough bringing up a mouthful of blood.
He struggled to stand up, only to find that at least half of the bones in his body were broken, and he couldn't muster any strength at all.
"Big brother, don't move!"
Chang Hao, the water buffalo spirit, quickly helped him up, his face full of worry.
"Damn it, those bastards in Heaven are really ruthless," the wild boar demon Zhu Zizhen spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed.
All seven brothers were wounded. Even Wu Long, the centipede demon, who was in the best condition, had more than a dozen pairs of claws severed, making him look extremely pitiful.
Yuan Hong took a moment to catch his breath, but his gaze remained fixed on the silver figure not far away.
His eyes were filled with shock, gratitude, and a deep sense of awe.
too strong!
He single-handedly slaughtered tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers, and in the end, he even beat the late-stage Taiyi Golden Immortal Divine General to a pulp.
Such strength is simply unheard of!
Yuan Hong had lived for so many years, and considered himself an unruly and rebellious man who had never submitted to anyone. But today, he was truly convinced.
"Big brother, we...we're saved." The White Snake Spirit Dai Li's voice trembled slightly as he looked at Yang Jian's back as if he were looking at a real god.
"It's more than just being saved." A strange light gleamed in Yuan Hong's eyes.
He knew exactly what was going on.
Today they killed so many heavenly soldiers and even offended the heavenly generals, so this feud is now truly over.
Heaven's retribution will come soon.
The next one to come will probably not be just a simple divine general.
With the strength of the Seven Monsters of Meishan, they simply couldn't stop them.
There's only one way to survive!
"Second brother, help me up," Yuan Hong said through gritted teeth to the water buffalo demon.
"Brother, you're so badly injured..."
"Help me up!" Yuan Hong's tone left no room for argument.
Chang Hao dared not say anything more and carefully helped Yuan Hong up from the ground.
Yuan Hong took a deep breath, straightened his tattered armor, and then, dragging his heavily injured body, walked step by step with difficulty toward Yang Jian.
Seeing this, the other six monsters immediately helped each other and followed behind Yuan Hong.
They all knew that this senior was their only way out.
Yang Jian noticed the commotion behind him. He slowly turned around and looked at the seven monsters who were supporting each other and covered in blood.
His eyes remained cold, unchanged even after he had saved them.
Finally, Yuan Hong walked to a spot three zhang away from Yang Jian.
He could no longer hold on, his legs buckled, and he knelt down heavily.
"thump!"
This kneeling aggravated all his wounds, causing him to break out in a cold sweat, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
"Thump! Thump!"
His six brothers behind him also knelt down in unison.
"senior!"
Yuan Hong raised his head, looking intently at Yang Jian, his voice hoarse but utterly sincere.
"Thank you so much for saving my life, senior! I, Yuan Hong, will never forget this immense kindness!"
"If it weren't for your intervention, my seven brothers and I would surely have perished here today!"
"We brothers have offended the Heavenly Court today, and we are now at our wits' end, with nowhere left to go."
At this point, Yuan Hong kowtowed deeply once more.