In the end, the Celestial Strategy True Saint was no match for Yang Jian. Two of his heads and three of his arms were severed by the Three-Pointed Double-Edged Blade, and he was captured, bound by the astonishing divine radiance that shot from the Celestial Eye.
The Golden Boy, Jade Maiden, and the others all scattered and fled.
When Yang Jian returned to the summit with the captured Celestial Strategy True Saint, he found the entire mountain silent. The Profound Yellow Emperor was standing stunned in place, a stunning young girl beside him, tightly hugging the Emperor's arm.
As for everyone else, they were all in a daze.
'What... happened here?'
Yang Jian was rather surprised.
At this moment, the composed Xuandu suddenly looked up. A flash of confusion crossed his face, quickly replaced by understanding.
In contrast, Yan Huang, the Old Celestial Master, Nezha, and the others were dumbfounded.
'Junior Brother... Profound Yellow??'
