Chapter 993: Yang Jian: Careless! My Sister Is Lost Again! (1/5, Requesting Subscription)

"Huh.."

Nezha lay on the ground, gasping for breath, "The counterattack of this Time-Stream is truly terrifying."

Yang Jian stepped forward, lifted him up, and infused him with magic power to stabilize his injuries, sweat beading on his forehead: "No wonder the Dao Lord said he dared not save anyone from the Great World. Even a slight counterattack from the Middle World nearly killed a Taiyi Jin Xian—how could even a Great Luo powerhouse survive the Great World?"

Nezha's true body nodded: "Indeed, the Time-Stream is terrifying. But actually sensing its presence will still benefit our future cultivation."

Nezha's avatar nodded: "Correct. Great Luo power transcends time and space, unique across all worlds. Sensing the Time-Stream should be nearly impossible—yet now we've already felt it, which greatly aids our cultivation."

After a moment, both Nezha's injuries stabilized.

Nezha's avatar was less affected, suffering only minor wounds.

Nezha's true body was different—he had sustained Dao injuries.

"Let's go, Nezha. Let's return to the Tai Xuan World. The Dao Lord must have a way." Yang Jian proposed. "Besides, I need to reunite with my family."

Yang Chan was also eager: "Yes, we haven't seen Mother in years."

"Let's go, Nezha. Let's return to the Profound Heaven Realm once more—Lord Dao should have a solution," Yang Jian suggested. "Besides, I need to reunite with my family."

Zhang Taixuan released Yang Tianyou, Yao Ji, and Yang Jiao from his sleeve; all three looked bewildered.

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Yang Tianyou stared at Yang Jiao, then at Yao Ji, utterly stunned.

Yang Jiao's eyes widened.

He remembered clearly dying at the hands of celestial soldiers—the pain had been so real, how could it be fake?

Yet in an instant, he found himself on a realm of immortals.

Even before, he had vaguely glimpsed his second brother and little sister.

Was this an illusion?

Even before, he had half-consciously seen his second brother and little sister.

Yao Ji gazed at Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao, tears welling in her eyes.

She was certain her husband and eldest son were dead.

Due to her insufficient strength, she had helplessly watched her son and husband perish before her eyes.

She never imagined she would see them again in this life.

And she remembered—she too had died!

How had everything changed?

Moreover, she remembered—she herself had apparently died too!

"Lady!"

The three embraced, weeping uncontrollably.

After a while, they turned to Zhang Taixuan.

"Honorable Immortal, did you save our family? Where are Erlang and Chan? Are they in danger?" Yao Ji asked urgently.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Indeed, I saved you. As for Yang Jian and Yang Chan, you need not worry—they're right here."

As he spoke, the portal of translocation opened, and four figures stepped out.

"Dao Lord, Nezha suffered Dao injuries—can you help heal him?" Yang Jian, supporting Nezha, asked.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Of course. Save someone, save them fully."

He stepped forward, took Nezha, and suspended him in empty space; with a gesture, boundless immortal qi gathered, transforming into purest light and phoenix energy that surged into Nezha's body.

As a Taiyi Jin Xian, Nezha's divine powers were considerable.

He had estimated his injuries would take ten thousand years to heal—but under this power's nourishment, his Dao wounds mended at astonishing speed.

In an instant, he felt his Dao injuries vanish completely.

Originally, he had estimated his injuries would take tens of thousands of years to heal, but under the nourishment of this power, his Dao wounds mended at incredible speed.

Nezha could not believe what he saw.

A Jin Xian—not only could reverse time and space, but also heal Dao injuries that even a Taiyi Jin Xian could not mend in ages.

This was utterly astonishing.

At this moment, he would believe without doubt if the Dao Lord claimed to be a Great Luo Jinxian.

Zhang Taixuan turned to Nezha's avatar and sent a streak of immortal light; instantly, his injuries also healed.

At this moment, he felt that even if Lord Dao told him he was a Great Luo Jinxian, he would not doubt it for a second.

Yang Chan rushed to Yao Ji's side, calling warmly: "Mother, I've finally seen you again."

"Father, Mother!"

Yang Jian also ran forward, emotion pouring out: "Big brother, we've met again at last."

"Second brother, you've truly grown up," Yang Jiao stared at his mature, imposing younger brother, nothing like the boy he remembered. "Good—so good you've grown. How much has happened these past years?"

Yao Ji was equally curious, reaching out to smooth Yang Jian's temple hairs: "Erlang, I'm curious too—tell us."

Yang Jian nodded, and began recounting the events of these years: from the Heavenly Court's pursuit of the Yang family, to the great war against the Shang Dynasty, to his appointment as Judicial Heavenly God, and finally to recent events.

"You became the Light Heavenly Lord?"

Yao Ji frowned. "This is too dangerous. As you said, the Western Heaven's Lingshan has many Jin Xians—how could you possibly stand against them?"

Yang Jiao nodded: "Yes. Why not just leave that world entirely? Forget about its affairs."

"Big Brother Yang, don't worry—I'll help Second Brother."

"You became the Light Heaven Lord?"

Yaoji frowned, "This matter is too dangerous. According to you, there are many Jin Xian at the Western Heaven Lingshan—how can you possibly stand against them?"

Yang Jiao nodded, "Indeed. Why don't we just leave that world and forget about its affairs?"

"Brother Yang, don't worry—I'll help Second Brother."

At that moment, Nezha walked over and spoke up.

Yang Jian smiled: "That's right, Nezha will help. Besides, if things truly become hopeless, I'll flee myself—don't worry about my safety, Mother."

Yaoji nodded: "Good. You understand the weight of things. You've grown up—you can make your own decisions."

She turned to Yang Chan: "Ch'an, will you go too?"

Yang Chan nodded: "Mm. I'm already a Jin Xian now—I must help Second Brother."

"Jin Xian?" Yaoji gasped, focusing her gaze. "Indeed—you've reached Jin Xian! Your talent is extraordinary."

Yang Chan smiled shyly and looked at Zhang Taixuan: "It's all because of the Dao Jun's elixirs. If I'd relied on my own cultivation, I'd never have reached Jin Xian realm for a very long time."

"I see." Yaoji nodded. "Thank you, Dao Jun."

Yaoji was deeply astonished by Zhang Taixuan.

In the Middle World, the strongest beings are Taiyi Jin Xian.

And Taiyi Jin Xian certainly cannot reverse time or manipulate creation.

Yet this being, who appears to be a Jin Xian, has truly accomplished it.

Even in ancient times, her own world had no such divine being.

Zhang Taixuan smiled: "Immortal, you need not thank me—everything comes at a cost. Now that you've reunited, I must return to Daluo Heaven to cultivate."