Chapter 122: The Yang Siblings Split the Mountain to Rescue Their Mother (Part Two)

At this moment, the Jade Emperor, leading the celestial ministers of Heaven’s Court, hovered above Peach Mountain, gazing down upon the Yang siblings below, whose faces had turned ashen.

“How dare you speak so boldly! Since that is the case, which among you ministers will step forward to fight?” The Jade Emperor paid no heed to Yang Jian’s words and issued a command for battle to the assembled officials.

The ministers exchanged glances, each hesitant to advance.

Even Marshal Tianpeng, famed as the “Heaven’s Court’s foremost war god,” could not defeat their adversary; how could any of them hope to succeed?

“Hmph! I have often urged you all to cultivate diligently, yet you have all turned a deaf ear. Since you refuse to fight, your stipends will be halved as punishment!” The Jade Emperor declared coldly.

They only knew how to collect their salaries, but when the crucial moment came, they faltered. How could he allow them to emerge unscathed?

“This is not the time for you, Jade Emperor, to put on airs. Take this spear!” Yang Jian retorted coldly, dismissing the Jade Emperor’s imposing aura. He mounted a cloud and, together with Yang Zhao, soared into the sky, emitting a brilliant light as they charged toward the Jade Emperor.

“Hmph! Let me teach you a lesson!” Suddenly, a Taoist appeared from an unknown direction, wielding a sword, and engaged in battle with Yang Zhao and Yang Jian.

Anger surged within the two brothers, who launched fierce attacks as if their lives depended on it.

You strike me with a sword, I retaliate with a spear! Trading injuries for injuries is a price worth paying!

Gradually, wounds began to appear on both sides. It was clear that Yang Jian’s spiritual power was waning. The Taoist’s sword strikes came too swiftly for him to block, while Yang Zhao, attempting to parry the sword, was caught off guard when the Taoist seized the opportunity to strike him with a palm.

“Big brother!” Yang Jian cried out.

“Big brother!” Yang Chan’s heart sank as she saw her eldest brother injured and her second brother’s power faltering; the situation deteriorated rapidly.

“Zhao’er, Chan’er! You must hurry to rescue and then escape; don’t worry about me!” Immortal Jade Yao, alarmed by Yang Zhao’s injury, hurriedly urged Yang Chan.

“But mother—” Yang Chan hesitated.

“We have endured so much over the years; these fleeting moments matter little. As long as you and Chan’er are safe, that is my greatest joy!” Tears welled in Jade Yao’s eyes, falling sorrowfully to the earth, breaking hearts.

“Mother, take care! I will go!” Resolute, Yang Chan swiftly weighed the situation and made her decision.

“Haha, is this all your strength? You claim to be the Three Yangs of the Spiritual Sect, yet you cannot even defeat a single Taoist like me. How then do you hope to rescue your mother?” The Taoist sneered arrogantly.

“You will pay the price—you will pay the price!” Yang Jian growled in frustration.

“Big brother, second brother, little sister is coming!” Yang Chan raised the Precious Lotus Lamp high above, its radiant light forcing the Taoist to retreat.

“Today, even if I must die, I will rescue my mother!” Yang Zhao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, gritting his teeth.

“Yes, today we siblings will fight the Jade Emperor to the death!” Yang Jian and Yang Chan helped Yang Zhao to his feet, their furious roars echoing toward the Jade Emperor above.

“Form the Three Powers Formation of Heaven and Earth!” Yang Zhao took the lower position, Yang Jian the upper, and Yang Chan the middle. Each channeled innate turbid Qi, innate pure Qi, and righteous human Qi to weave a grand formation around themselves.

Sensing the difficulty of the situation, the Taoist glanced toward the Jade Emperor.

The Jade Emperor shed his yellow robe, donning battle armor. Beside him appeared a Taoist holding a mirror.

“Let me see what your Spiritual Sect has truly taught you!” the Jade Emperor declared, leading the two forward to confront the Three Powers Formation.

In truth, these two Taoists were the Jade Emperor’s manifestations of Good and Evil. Without them, the Jade Emperor alone could not fully intimidate the celestial immortals.

The Jade Emperor wielded a seal and a banner—the Seal of Heaven and the Azure Radiance Banner—while the Good and Evil Taoists bore the Sword of Heaven and the Mirror of Heaven, respectively.

“Ha!” The Yang siblings now revealed the treasures bestowed upon them by their master, their radiant light flashing across the skies.

Yang Jian’s master, Zhao Gongming, had granted him the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls. As Yang Jian unleashed these treasures, the innate pure Qi from beyond the heavens was drawn in, creating an extraordinary spectacle.

The pearls transformed into countless droplets of water suspended midair, as if a rainstorm had been frozen in time.

Yang Zhao brandished Luo Xuan’s treasure, the Myriad Crow Pot. The innate turbid Qi was absorbed into the vessel, soon giving rise to thousands of fiery crows swirling through the sky, casting a suffocating atmosphere.

Yang Chan was even more extraordinary. The Dragon-Tiger Jade Ruyi hovered above her head, continuously absorbing the benevolent Qi from the mortal world. In a moment, it blazed forth with brilliant light atop the clouds, radiating an aura of peace.

Moreover, Yang Chan used the Precious Lotus Lamp to manifest blooming lotus flowers in the sky, conjuring cold winds and light that fused to form floating gleaming blades.

These were the righteous Qi of humanity, purging the evil thoughts within living beings.

To claim understanding by mere words is one thing, but true respect comes from heartfelt conviction.

“Do you, Jade Emperor, dare to break through our formation?” Yang Jian asked confidently.

“Very well, I shall see what your Spiritual Sect truly has!” The Jade Emperor stepped forward, flying toward the formation, followed closely by the Good and Evil Taoists.

The formation’s power was formidable, but its true offensive strength remained uncertain.

Yang Zhao launched the first attack, directing the fiery crows to assault the Good Taoist. The crows drew power from the sun and stars above, growing ever stronger.

The Good Taoist wielded the Sword of Heaven, sword light swirling across the sky, divine energy surging, clouds billowing. Streams of sword light pierced the fiery crows, each flock vanishing upon contact. Yet, the sheer number of crows pressing forward overwhelmed even the Good Taoist serving the Jade Emperor.

Yang Chan’s Daoist blades of Qi relentlessly struck the Evil Taoist, who countered by reflecting with the Mirror of Heaven. Each reflection rendered the attack invisible.

How could the wind be scattered so easily?

Suddenly, the righteous Qi penetrated the Evil Taoist’s primordial spirit, invading and causing intense pain.

Yang Chan had actually wounded the Evil Taoist!

Yang Jian, too, summoned the water droplets in a lightning-fast assault against the Jade Emperor himself, who appeared as nothing more than a target under Yang Jian’s command.

The celestial generals watching exclaimed, “Good heavens! The Three Yangs of the Spiritual Sect are not to be trifled with! Even the Jade Emperor is being pressed back!”

Enraged, the Jade Emperor roared and released the banner above his head, but the droplets continued to strike him relentlessly.

The Jade Emperor was himself formed from innate pure Qi, albeit of a different nature than that of the Three Purities.

The water droplets had little effect against him. What troubled the Jade Emperor was not the droplets formed of pure Qi, but the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls themselves.

Yang Jian, furious, prepared to demonstrate the true might of the Spiritual Sect.

Suddenly, he absorbed the innate pure Qi into his body, and the twenty-four divine pearls transformed into floating water bubbles.

“Go!” Yang Jian shouted.

The bubbles accelerated fiercely. The Jade Emperor barely had time to react before a sharp pain struck his dantian, and he was flung backward.

“Impossible!” The Jade Emperor clutched his dantian, watching the bubbles still flying toward him. His heart jolted—how could they be so powerful?

Unbeknownst to him, Zhao Gongming had completely unlocked the treasure’s restrictions and was now stationed within the divine pearls for Yang Jian.

Not only Zhao Gongming, but the Golden Spirit Saint Mother and Luo Xuan had also set aside their cultivation to assist.

You looked down on the Spiritual Sect? Now witness its true strength!