I'm already a Great Luo Golden Immortal, how come you're only Martial Saints?

"Are you sure this is the place?"

Behind the Howling Celestial Dog, a calm and composed voice rang out.

The Celestial Hound sniffed the ground carefully; indeed, there was its unique scent left behind!

"Woof! Woof! Woof!"

The Celestial Hound turned its head and let out a fawning howl at the ripples in the void behind it, its tail wagging rapidly.

"That's good then. If I've made a mistake, I'll hold you responsible!"

A figure slowly stepped out, the moonlight casting a soft glow that outlined his tall and straight figure.

The newcomer was handsome and dignified, with earlobes reaching his shoulders and bright eyes. He wore a three-peaked phoenix hat, a pale white turtle robe, gold-embroidered boots with dragon-patterned socks, a jade belt adorned with eight treasures and floral patterns, a crescent-shaped slingshot at his waist, and a three-pointed, double-edged spear in his hand.

This person is none other than Yang Jian, the Second Master of the Mysterious Way of Qingyuan!

Yang Jian had a vertical line on his forehead that was tightly closed, his face was calm and composed, and he exuded a calm aura that could suppress mountains.

Then he opened his vertical eye between his brows, its deep, cold light piercing precisely into the depths of the mountains, shrouded in immortal restrictions and appearing even more mysterious and unpredictable in the night.

what!

Yang Jian couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly. His Eye of Truth could only see a few meters before it couldn't penetrate deeper.

"This mountain truly holds mysteries!"

Wang!Wang!Wang!

The Celestial Hound nodded repeatedly, vowing to bet his own dog treasure that this was the right place!

The mark made by its celestial hound will not dissipate its scent for a hundred years!

"Hmph, I'd like to see just who these Ning Daoist, who stirs up trouble, and that audacious demon monkey are, and who dares to destroy the lifeblood of my and Tai'a's alchemy!"

The tip of Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword slammed heavily against the ground beneath his feet, sending a shockwave sweeping across the entire Fangcun Mountain!

After Yang Jian found the Heart Stone that his mother had transformed into, he rushed over without stopping. Although he fought alongside Ning Daoren and the demon monkey that day, it did not mean that he would hand over the Tai'a Sword.

Times change, and each situation is its own issue.

Joining forces to resist 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals that day was what he was supposed to do.

It is only right that he reclaims the Tai'a sword that rightfully belongs to him.

He was clear about everything; this was Erlang Shenzhenjun's way of dealing with the world!

Yang Jian's chilling killing intent spread silently like a cold current, condensing into tiny frost flowers on the ground...

He took a step forward and slowly walked towards Fangcun Mountain.

The Celestial Hound followed closely behind, its movements swift and agile, its eyes filled with the focus and ferocity of a hunter tracking its prey!

You dare steal my owner's things? I'll ransack your house, woof!

Sensing that an outsider was trying to intrude, the clouds and mist inside Fangcun Mountain suddenly surged up on their own, attempting to completely envelop Yang Jian and Xiaotian Dog, causing them to lose their way!

"Hmph, a mere trick!"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, closed his eyes, and only used his divine eye between his eyebrows to see.

The piercing eye between his brows can see through all changing formations.

Unaffected by the clouds and mist, Yang Jian calmly stepped onto the mountain path...

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain was shrouded in thick night fog, with only the cold moonlight casting dappled shadows through the gaps in the trees.

"Howling Celestial Dog, lead the way!"

The celestial hound leaped to its master's side, its nose pressed against the ground, and followed the monkey's scent, speeding towards the Cave of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars.

Suddenly, it was tripped by a dead branch that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere on the bluestone path, stumbled and rolled away, letting out a mournful howl.

Hey!

Hey!

The Celestial Hound struggled to its feet, one hind leg dangling and trembling in the air, whimpering as it hopped back to Yang Jian's side on its three legs.

Yang Jian raised his three-pointed, double-edged spear, the tip of which gleamed coldly in the darkness.

What kind of tree branch could injure even the Celestial Hound? Clearly, someone is lying in ambush here!

The vertical eye on his forehead suddenly opened wide, shooting out a divine light that pierced through everything, seeing through layers of mist and surveying his surroundings!

A moment later, Yang Jian's lips curled into a cold smile, carrying an all-knowing mockery.

"snort!"

Yang Jian's cold snort was as clear as an icicle hitting the ground, echoing loudly in the silent mountain forest.

"It really was you, you wicked monkey!"

Yang Jian's voice was not loud, but it easily pierced through the night fog.

"You dare to show off such a trivial skill in front of me?"

A voice, tinged with laughter, rang out in the woods, its location shifting unpredictably.

"Three-eyed man, what brings you here, barging into my mountain gate at night with such murderous intent?"

Yang Jian remained expressionless, raised his three-pointed double-edged spear, pointed it at the point where the sound was most concentrated, and said coldly.

"Your junior brother stole one of my treasures, and I've come today solely to retrieve it!"

Yang Jian's tone was resolute, showing no intention of backing down.

"You mean my junior brother? He's not currently in the mountains. Why don't you come back in ten or eight years, True Lord? He should be back by then!"

This almost mocking excuse instantly ignited Yang Jian's long-suppressed anger.

The chill emanating from him almost froze the surrounding mist into ice.

"Enough with the nonsense! Either hand over the person, or..."

Yang Jian slammed his three-pointed double-edged spear down heavily.

"I, the Divine Lord, will raze this mountain gate to the ground today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian's immense magical power swept out like a storm, causing the ancient trees around him to sway wildly, and an aura of killing intent instantly enveloped the entire Fangcun Mountain foothills!

The voice chuckled.

"Ha, what great power you have, Divine Lord! If you want to raze the mountain gate, you'll have to get past me first!"

The once tranquil and secluded forest before us began to violently twist and shake!

The branches of every ancient tree were writhing and deforming, and in an instant, they transformed into countless golden-haired monkeys with hairy faces and thunderous mouths!

These monkey clones are all physical entities, although their strength and speed are far inferior to the original.

But there are just too many of them!

The monkeys, densely packed like a golden tide, instantly engulfed the space around Yang Jian.

Each monkey wielded a golden, gleaming stick, and began to smash it down on Yang Jian!

In an instant, the wind howled and the shadows of sticks filled the sky!

"Hey!"

"Take this!"

"Three eyes, watch out!"

Yang Jian saw golden staff shadows all around him, above, below, left, and right, crashing down like a storm!

Individually, these staff shadows might not be particularly powerful, but when hundreds and thousands converge and overlap, their momentum is terrifying. Furthermore, their angles are tricky and their coordination is seamless, forming an impenetrable net of staffs that firmly traps Yang Jian at its core.

Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged spear transformed into a flash of silver light. The spear tip resembled a dragon or snake spitting its tongue, and the spear light burst forth like a cold star. With unparalleled precision, he pointed, deflected, flicked, and swept away the attacking staff shadows one by one.

Each collision produced a loud thud, causing ripples to spread through the air.

He spun around swiftly, his movements unpredictable, weaving and dodging through the gaps in the shadows of the sticks.

Even with his superb marksmanship and unparalleled martial arts, he was momentarily overwhelmed and unable to completely defend himself against the overwhelming, fearless horde of monkeys.

The celestial dog watched anxiously from the sidelines, but before the battle even began, it had already broken one of its legs by the monkey. All it could do was bark and howl to cheer on its master!

"Hmph! What a cunning monkey! Truly treacherous!"

Yang Jian finally left the battlefield, his hair disheveled. He snorted coldly, his handsome face even more frosty.