My younger brother is Yang Jian!
37 On Yuquan Mountain, Immortal Yuding

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The Golden Clouds Cave on Yuquan Mountain.

Perfected Yu Ding was one of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School. He had reached the peak of Primordial Unity Golden Immortal a hundred years ago, and his current cultivation was even more extraordinary.

The leader of the Clan of Enlightenment, the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, was strict in choosing disciples. He did not accept people with fur and horns, those who were born in wet places, and those who were not strong and stupid.

Although there were only 12 disciples in the Clan of Enlightenment, they were known as the Twelve Golden Immortals in Untainted Land. Both their Tao and cultivation were unparalleled and extraordinary.

Today, Yu Ding, who was meditating, suddenly felt something and started to deduce.

"So it's Jian 'er's opportunity!"

Perfected Yu Ding smiled and opened his mouth.

Not long after, a streak of multicolored light sped over. It descended at the Golden Afterglow Cave and walked up the high steps.

He saw a young man with a handsome appearance. His ears, shoulders, and eyes were shining. He wore a three-mountain flying phoenix hat and a light yellow collar. He was mighty and extraordinary, with the appearance of a war god.

It was Yang Jian. Soon, he walked onto the high platform and quickly stepped into the hall. He bowed to Perfected Yu Ding.

"Disciple greets Master!"

Yang Jian was respectful. It could be seen that he respected his master from the bottom of his heart.

"Stand up. There's no need to be so polite."

Perfected Yu Ding smiled faintly and helped Yang Jian up.

"Jian 'er, you've been under me for two hundred years, right?”

Daoist Yu Ding sighed slightly. Yang Jian was only a ten-year-old kid. Not only was he talented, but his cultivation had also improved rapidly. He had already reached the intermediate Golden Immortal realm. With such a cultivation, he could be called the number one among the third generation disciples of the Celestial Sect of Wonders.

"Yes!"

Yang Jian replied, but he was secretly trying to figure out what his master meant.

"I know that you feel that your mother's treatment was unfair, so you've been working very hard in your cultivation!”Perfected Yu Ding nodded slightly and said with a smile.

"Master!"

Yang Jian rubbed his hands together tightly, and an angry expression appeared on his face."The Heavenly Court killed my father, my big brother, and even destroyed the entire Yang family. I can't take this lying down!”

"I know what you're thinking!"

Perfected Yu Ding sighed and said,""Just now, I sensed something and made a divination for you. On the surface, this is the best time for you to save your mother!”

" The best time?!"

Yang Jian was shocked and hurriedly asked,"Master, what do you mean? Can I save my mother?"

"That's right, but my cultivation is too low and I can only calculate this much. If you want to save your mother, now is the best time!”

"Master, I want to go down the mountain!"

Yang Jian said without hesitation. He looked anxious.

"Wait for me to finish!"

" It's good luck," Yu Ding sighed." But this matter is too big. If there's even a slight change, you'll be in grave danger!"”

"I still need to discuss this matter with your grandmaster before you make a decision.”

Yang Jian was not willing to wait any longer.”

"My mother has been trapped in Peach Mountain for 200 years, and I've been tortured every night. I don't want to wait any longer. Even if something happens, I believe that I won't be afraid with the martial arts that Master has taught me over the years!”

Yang Jian's face was filled with anxiety, and his words were pleading.

"Sigh, forget it!"

Daoist Yu Ding pondered for a moment and said,""You must be extremely careful in this matter!"

"This is a superior-grade Protocosmic spiritual treasure bestowed to me by your grandmaster. I'll give it to you to use. Since this is not a good thing, you should come back first.”

As he spoke, Immortal Yu Ding took out a treasured sword. It was his famous magic weapon. Immortal-Slaying Sword.

"Thank you, Master!"

Kneeling on the ground, Yang Jian respectfully took the Immortal-Slaying Sword and rushed out of the Golden Afterglow Cave without hesitation. He turned around and disappeared into the horizon.

Peach Mountain was not far from Yuquan Mountain. With Yang Jian's normal foot strength, he could reach it in half a month at most. At this moment, with his full strength, he was even faster. In just ten days, he had arrived.

"Hu! As his master had expected, there were only a few Golden Immortal Heavenly Generals guarding the Peach Mountain!”

Yang Jian was overjoyed. He didn't even bother to hide himself and descended at the foot of Peach Mountain.

"This is a forbidden area of the celestial heavens, retreat quickly!”

When Yang Jian's figure landed, a loud shout came from the horizon. The voice was majestic and contained a hint of heavenly might.

"Humph! The Heavenly General here is guarding my mother. How despicable!”

Yang Jian's eyes were filled with hatred. Without any explanation, he took out the Immortal-Slaying Sword that his master had given him. A 1,000-foot-long sword Qi raged in the sky and slashed at the Heavenly General who was hiding in the horizon.

"Humph!"

A cold snort came from the horizon. The Heavenly General had already revealed himself, and the spear in his hand stabbed out brazenly.

"Bang!"

The attacks from both sides collided, and the Heavenly General was sent flying, his armor breaking inch by inch.

"An intermediate Golden Immortal with a superior-grade Connate Numinous treasure. It seems like this person has an extraordinary background!”

The Heavenly General Armor's stomach was damaged, and the sharp sword Qi had slashed a wound on his chest. Fortunately, his cultivation base was at the peak of the Golden Immortal realm, so his injuries were not serious.

"Who are you?"

The Heavenly General scrutinized Yang Jian. He did not expect the man in front of him to possess a superior-grade Primordial Numinous treasure as a Golden Immortal. There was definitely a force behind this man, and he was not to be trifled with.

"My name is Yang Jian, my master is Perfected Yu Ding.”

"Yang Jian!"

The Heavenly General glared at him." Great! The fugitives from the Heavenly Court still dare to show themselves here. They're truly audacious!"”

As he said that, the spear in his hand emitted a cold light. This spear was not an ordinary weapon made by a Heavenly General. It was refined by collecting Milky Way Golden Sand and a Taiyin Cassia that he had exchanged for merit. Its power was equivalent to a low-grade Postnatal spirit treasure.

With his cultivation base at the peak of the Golden Immortal Stage, his combat strength was even stronger.

"A mere intermediate Golden Immortal dares to act rashly again!”

The long spear danced in the air with a fierce aura, and the cold light covered Yang Jian like stars.

"Humph!"

Yang Jian was fearless as he raised his sword and slashed at the opponent.

The Immortal-Slaying Sword was very powerful, not to mention that it was a magic treasure bestowed by Perfected Yu Ding. With the help of Perfected Yu Ding's primordial spirit, its power could be unleashed to the fifth level.

The sky was filled with sharp sword light that enveloped the entire battlefield. The Heavenly General's hand trembled and was chopped down by the sword.

"Clang!"

The two parts of the spear fell to the ground. The Heavenly General looked at Yang Jian in disbelief, and his aura began to wane.

"Huff huff!"

Although the Immortal Slaying Sword was controlled by Immortal Yu Ding's primordial spirit, it consumed a lot of magic power to exert such power. However, at least the person in front of him was dealt with.

The last sword light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword was clearly an attack that surpassed the level of a Golden Immortal. It destroyed the Essence Soul of a Heavenly General in one fell swoop.

This was the power of the Immortal-Slaying Sword. Each sword light was powerful and could hurt the primordial spirit. Whether it was immortal or mortal, the primordial spirit was the origin of a person.

Even the slightest disturbance in the primordial spirit would require close to a hundred years of recuperation to recover. Under this attack, the primordial spirit of the heavenly general was directly obliterated. From then on, he died and did not even have the chance to reincarnate.

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