Immediately afterwards, another heavenly soldier rushed in and knelt down to report urgently: "The Lord of Hell in the underworld sent an urgent message, saying that the evil ghosts in the eighteenth level of hell suddenly wailed collectively. The reason is unknown and the situation is strange."

Hearing this, the Jade Emperor frowned and his face became more solemn: "Is this happening? Who has cultivated the unpredictable magical power that can shake the underworld and disturb ghosts and gods?"

After saying this, he unconsciously cast his gaze in the direction of Kunlun in the lower realm. It was the holy place of cultivation for many masters and hermits, and he might be able to find a clue.

However, the Jade Emperor quickly calmed down and thought to himself: no matter who it is, they will never be able to escape from his grasp. The most urgent task now is to deal with Yao Ji's affairs and maintain the order and majesty of the heaven.

I hope something happens to Yao Ji!

"It's okay, let's continue playing music and dancing!"

…

At the foot of Huashan Mountain, Yang Mansion.

The originally peaceful and peaceful scene was broken by sudden changes. The sky was clear one moment, but was shrouded in thick dark clouds in the blink of an eye. Thunder roared and lightning flashed, as if a war was about to begin between heaven and earth.

Immediately afterwards, the unique sounds of war drums and shouts of death intertwined with each other on the battlefield, which made people feel frightened.

"Kill!" This cry, like the call of death, instantly plunged the entire Yang family into panic.

Everyone in the Yang family, including the usually busy servants and the gentle maids, were frightened by this sudden momentum and turned pale. Some even had weak legs and could not stand steadily.

They were filled with doubts, why would such a small family, with only a dozen or so servants and maids, attract so many divine weapons from the heavens?

A bit outrageous, right?

At this very tense moment.

"Boom~" The door of Yang Mansion was suddenly knocked open by an irresistible force. Amidst the flying dust, a god in golden armor slowly walked in.

He was holding a dazzling golden sword, and every step he took revealed unparalleled majesty and power, as if every step stepped heavily on the hearts of everyone present, making people suffocating.

"Dong, dong, dong..." Following his steady pace, several servants with weak psychological endurance suddenly felt dizzy and started to retching involuntarily, and the scene was chaotic.

However, in this extremely depressing atmosphere, another burst of noise rang out, and a slightly bloated god, Marshal Tianpeng, led an influx of many heavenly soldiers.

His arrival seemed to bring about a subtle change in the tense atmosphere, and everyone felt relieved.

The golden-armored god, the Great Golden Crow, had eyes as bright as a torch. After glancing at the canopy coldly, he turned his sights directly to the target of his trip - Yao Ji.

He read out the edict in a low and cold voice: "The Jade Emperor has an edict, and orders Yao Ji to be captured and brought to justice. As for the rest of the Yang family, their ashes will be crushed, executed on the spot, and thrown into a place of eternal destruction."

After saying that, Da Jinwu looked at the aunt in front of him who was holding a sharp sword and protecting everyone behind him. He took a step forward and said solemnly: "Yao Ji, do you want to resist the decree?"

Faced with this cruel will, Yao Ji's heart was filled with despair and reluctance, and she begged: "Da Jin Wu, you were raised by my aunt. My aunt can go to heaven with you, but for the sake of our flesh and blood, please, please

Let your uncle go, let your cousins ​​go."

However, there was only coldness in the eyes of the Great Golden Crow, and he responded lightly: "In the eyes of the Great Golden Crow, there is only an oracle and no family affection!"

These words were as cold as ice, making everyone present feel unprecedented despair.
Chapter completed!