A passing traveler through the heavens

Seeing that Master Yuding's expression seemed a bit off, Ji Lin felt a pang of worry and quickly stepped forward to ask him with concern.

"Master, what's wrong? Has something happened?"

Master Yu Ding waved his hand slightly and said in a calm tone, "Don't worry, disciple, I am fine. It's just that my master, Yuanshi Tianzun, just told me through the method of sound transmission that he ordered me to go to the mortal world to take in a disciple."

Upon hearing this, Ji Lin's heart skipped a beat, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Could it be that the disciple we are going to take in this time is none other than the future renowned Erlang Shen Yang Jian?"

Thinking of this, a surge of emotion welled up within him, and he was filled with curiosity and anticipation for this legendary figure. Thus, Ji Lin mustered his courage and made a request to Master Yu Ding.

"Master, may I come along to see him? I really want to see what my future junior brother looks like." After a moment's thought, Master Yuding finally nodded in agreement.

The two streaked across the clouds like shooting stars, arriving above the mouth of the Guanjiang River in an instant. They carefully concealed themselves, hiding in the thick clouds.

Unable to contain his excitement and curiosity, Ji Lin lowered his voice and asked Master Yu Ding, "Master, do you think that house down there is where Yang Jian is?"

Master Yu Ding nodded slightly, his gaze slowly falling to the Yang residence below. His expression was serious and solemn. On the way here, Master Yu Ding had already told Ji Lin about Yang Jian's family.

Suddenly, without warning, blinding golden rays burst forth from the horizon, as if sharp swords had instantly cleaved the sky.

Immediately afterwards, countless heavenly soldiers and generals, like surging dark clouds, rolled in with an overwhelming sense of oppression, and in the blink of an eye, they surrounded the Yang family's courtyard.

The leading Golden Crow exuded a fierce and imposing aura, while Marshal Tianpeng beside him, with his round belly, had a cold and stern expression like a thousand-year-old iceberg.

At this moment, in the courtyard of the Yang family mansion at Guanjiangkou, Yao Ji suddenly stood up, and a surge of powerful magic power instantly rose around her, forming an invisible barrier that tightly protected the children behind her.

Yang Jiao, Yang Jian, and Yang Chan quickly surrounded their mother, and Yang Tianyou also stepped forward, tightly grasped Yao Ji's hand, and stood shoulder to shoulder with her to face this sudden crisis together.

"Yao Ji, you have violated the heavenly laws by descending to the mortal realm and marrying a mortal without permission. Today is your day of death!"

The Great Golden Crow's voice was like a booming bell, its sound like rolling thunder, making the surrounding air buzz and causing eardrums to ache.

Yao Ji was fearless, her eyes filled with resolute determination: "Yang Tianyou and I are truly in love, what's wrong with that? You people bound by the Heavenly Laws don't understand what love is at all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the heavenly soldiers and generals charged forward like a surging tide, shouting as they attacked.

Yao Ji flashed and instantly darted through the enemy ranks. Every move she made was accompanied by overwhelming power. Any heavenly soldier she touched was like a puppet with its strings cut, falling to the ground in disarray.

However, the heavenly soldiers and generals seemed endless, surging in wave after wave like a tide.

Gradually, Yao Ji felt her strength being constantly depleted, her movements becoming increasingly sluggish, and more and more wounds appearing on her body. Crimson blood seeped out from the wounds, staining her clothes in patches.

Just then, in order to protect Yao Ji, Yang Tianyou was ambushed from behind by a heavenly soldier, whose blade pierced straight into his chest.

Yao Ji watched helplessly as her husband's body slowly collapsed. Her eyes widened instantly, and she let out a heart-wrenching cry: "Heavenly Blessing!"

She desperately tried to rush over, but was entangled by even more heavenly soldiers.

Although Yang Jiao was the first child born from the love between a human and a god, he already possessed a little bit of magical power.

However, Yang Jiao gradually lost out in the fierce battle with the heavenly soldiers. Despite his best efforts, his magical power was too weak, and he was eventually struck in a vital spot by a heavenly soldier.

Yang Jiao swayed and fell heavily to the ground.

"Mother!" Yang Jian and Yang Chan cried out hoarsely, their voices filled with despair and helplessness.

They witnessed their father and elder brother die before their eyes, but they were just ordinary people with no power to even kill a chicken. Faced with this brutal battle, they could only feel anxious but powerless.

Yao Ji gazed at her husband and son lying in a pool of blood, tears streaming down her face, her eyes filled with pain and despair. However, she quickly regained her composure and shouted with all her might.

"Jian'er, Chan'er, you must live on!"

The Great Golden Crow seized the opportunity and suddenly unleashed its magic weapon. In an instant, a blinding light flashed, as if a bolt of lightning had struck down.

Yao Ji was unable to dodge in time and was struck by the powerful magic. Her body flew backward uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily to the ground and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Upon seeing this, the heavenly soldiers rushed forward and bound her with specially made ropes.

Upon seeing Yao Ji captured, Yang Jian and Yang Chan were heartbroken and rushed forward desperately to rescue their mother, but were held back by the heavenly soldiers.

Just as the Golden Crow was about to kill Yang Jian and Yang Chan, Marshal Tianpeng intervened and stopped them.

"Why would you need to lift a finger to kill two mortals?" Marshal Tianpeng said, raising his hand to deliver a palm strike.

Just as Master Yuding was about to save Yang Jian, he suddenly stopped. Ji Lin looked on in confusion and followed his master's gaze. He saw that Tianpeng's palm strike, which seemed ordinary, actually contained a hidden secret and was actually the Age-Inducing Palm.

In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian and Yang Chan were gone, and the Great Golden Crow and Marshal Tianpeng led the heavenly soldiers to escort Yao Ji back to the Heavenly Court.

"Ji Lin, keep a close watch on these two children in secret." Master Yu Ding said solemnly, and after giving these instructions, he flew towards the Jade Void Palace.

Ji Lin arrived at the Yang family's courtyard and felt a pang of sadness as he looked at the empty courtyard.

He took out the Iron Book of Heaven and, before Yang Jiao and Yang Tianyou's souls entered the underworld, he put it inside.

Then he took out Huan'er and recalled the appearance of Marshal Tianpeng just now. It was exactly the same as Zhu Bajie in "Magic Phone". Looking at Huan'er in his hand, he found that it had the ability to travel through time and space.

"It seems that this primordial world is indeed intertwined with many storylines..." Ji Lin muttered to himself.

Ji Lin hid in the shadows, waiting from daylight until nightfall, and witnessed firsthand the extraordinary effects of Marshal Tianpeng's Age-Inducing Palm.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan's bodies seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, and in the blink of an eye, they grew from children into tall adults in their twenties.

Just as the two were about to wake up, Ji Lin used invisibility to hide in the shadows and quietly observe everything.

Yang Jian and Yang Chan slowly woke up and immediately realized that it was Marshal Tianpeng who had saved them.

However, this realization was fleeting, as their gaze was firmly drawn to the corpses of their father, Yang Tianyou, and their elder brother, Yang Jiao, not far away.

Hiding in the shadows, Ji Lin watched this scene, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Yang Jian's eyes widened, his eyes reddened, and tears welled up but stubbornly refused to fall.

His hands were clenched into fists, his knuckles turned white from the force, and the veins on his arms bulged. Suppressed anger burned fiercely in his eyes, and he squeezed out each word through his teeth.

"Heavenly Court, I, Yang Jian, will remember this blood feud! I swear I will not be human if I do not avenge this!"

Yang Chan's legs went weak, and she collapsed onto the cold ground, overwhelmed by grief like a surging tide.

Her hands trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind as she slowly reached out to Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao's gradually cooling faces, gently stroking them while murmuring to herself.

"Father, elder brother, wake up! Chan'er is scared..." Her cries were sorrowful and desperate, echoing in the silent night, bringing tears to the eyes of all who heard them.

Just then, a chilling wind howled past, its sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves, carrying a bone-chilling cold.

The candlelight in the courtyard flickered violently a few times, then mysteriously went out, plunging the entire courtyard into darkness.