Primordial Era: A man at the mouth of the Guanjiang River marries the Third Holy Mother.

"Let's go, brother."

"My second brother built the Zhenjun Temple here. Although he doesn't stay here often, someone guards it for him."

"I'll take you there to have a look."

The two traveled upstream along the Guanjiang River and soon came to see a Zhenjun Temple with thriving incense offerings.

People came and went in a constant stream in front of the temple, many carrying fruits, incense and candles to pray to the statue of Erlang Zhenjun inside the hall.

Yang Jiao looked up at the statue and felt a sense of relief.

The second brother who always caused trouble in my memory has now become a true lord who protects the region.

"My second brother has grown up."

"It's more than just growing up."

Chen Changsheng laughed and said, "Second Brother is now the number one person of the third generation of the Chan Sect. Even ordinary Da Luo cultivators may not be his match."

Yang Jiao nodded repeatedly as he listened.

"That's good."

"I, as the eldest brother, have been absent for many years and have not been able to take care of them. On the contrary, they have always been thinking about saving me."

"When I see my second brother, I must have a good drink with him."

Just as Chen Changsheng was about to respond, a powerful aura suddenly came from behind the Zhenjun Temple.

The aura had barely risen when it quickly subsided.

Immediately afterwards, a white figure leaped over the temple wall and landed steadily in front of the two.

The newcomer was tall and imposing, wielding a black iron rod, and his vital energy was extremely vigorous.

It was Yuan Hong, the leader of the Seven Eccentrics of Meishan.

Yuan Hong was originally practicing his spiritual cultivation behind the temple.

The moment Chen Changsheng stepped into Guanjiang Estuary, he sensed a familiar presence.

Since Chen Changsheng did not summon him, he dared not disturb him rashly, and thus waited until the two arrived at the Zhenjun Temple.

"Owner!"

Yuan Hong put away his black iron rod and quickly stepped forward to bow.

"Your subordinate was unaware of your arrival and failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."

Several local deities heard the commotion and rushed over.

When they saw Chen Changsheng clearly, they all knelt down on one knee.

"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"

Several highly accomplished pilgrims in the temple witnessed this scene from afar and were all stunned.

Yuan Hong usually sits in the Zhenjun Temple, and even many heavenly gods treat him with great respect when they come.

Now they call the person in front of them their master.

So, what exactly is the identity of this young immortal?

Chen Changsheng raised his hand to lift everyone up.

"No need for such formalities."

"I just came back with my older brother; there's no official business."

Yuan Hong then noticed Yang Jiao standing next to him.

The opponent's aura was not strong, but the Three Clouds Protective Robe on his body was no ordinary item, and there was a destructive aura hidden deep between his brows that made his primordial spirit tighten.

Yuan Hong was startled.

This person's cultivation level is clearly not high, so how could he have such a terrifying thing hidden in his body?

If that power were to fully erupt, even I might not be able to withstand it.

More importantly, the master just called him "elder brother".

Chen Changsheng noticed Yuan Hong's confusion and took the initiative to introduce him: "Yuan Hong, this is Yang Jiao, the elder brother of Chan'er and Second Brother, and also my brother-in-law."

"He just escaped from Mount Sumeru, so I'm taking him back to Guanjiangkou to have a look."

Yuan Hong immediately figured out the relationship in his mind.

Yang Jian's older brother.

Yang Chan's older brother.

The master's brother-in-law.

The generational order cannot be wrong in the slightest.

Yuan Hong immediately straightened his robes, respectfully approached Yang Jiao, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and bowed deeply.

"Yuan Hong greets sir!"

"uncle?"

Yang Jiao was taken aback by this title.

This was his first time meeting Yuan Hong, yet he could tell that the other party had at least the cultivation level of a Great Luo Immortal, and his physical body was incredibly strong.

Such a powerful person actually bowed to me with such great respect.

Yang Jiao quickly reached out to support Yuan Hong.

"Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong, there's no need for that. Just call me Yang Jiao."

Yuan Hong refused to get up.

"You are the master's elder brother; how can I address you by your first name?"

"Etiquette must not be disorderly."

Chen Changsheng listened from the side and felt quite pleased.

Yuan Hong is a very easy person to get things done.

Without needing to say much, they can make the relationship perfectly clear on their own.

"Alright, get up."

Chen Changsheng raised his hand and lifted Yuan Hong up.

"My elder brother doesn't care about these formalities, so you don't need to be too reserved."

"Yes, Master."

Yuan Hong straightened up, but still maintained his respect for Yang Jiao.

After hearing the explanation, the nearby grass-root deities also quickly bowed again.

"We pay our respects to you, sir!"

This time the sounds were even more unified, reaching directly to the front of the Zhenjun Temple.

Many worshippers stopped and looked towards the backyard.

Yang Jiao was caught off guard for a moment.

He had been imprisoned for many years, and his cultivation level had long since fallen behind that of his younger siblings.

I thought that after returning, I might become a burden to my family.

From Mount Sumeru to Jin'ao Island, and from Jin'ao Island to the mouth of the Guanjiang River, no one looked down on him.

People respected him not for his cultivation level, but for his status.

He was the eldest son of the Yang family.

He is Yang Jian and Yang Chan's older brother.

They are family members that Chen Changsheng himself acknowledged.

Based on these points alone, no one dared to be negligent.

"Yuan Hong, I'm entrusting Guanjiangkou to you."

"If there are any issues that cannot be resolved, send a message directly to the Law Enforcement Heavenly God Temple."

Yuan Hong clasped his hands in acceptance of the order.

"Please rest assured, Master, your subordinate will certainly guard the Zhenjun Temple well."

"Sir, once the True Lord returns, I will immediately inform him of your escape."

Yang Jiao nodded in response.

"Thank you for your trouble, Fellow Daoist Yuan Hong."

As the two stepped through the gate, celestial light from the Heavenly Court quickly appeared before them.

Outside the South Heavenly Gate, several squads of heavenly soldiers were patrolling as usual.

The Giant Spirit God, carrying a Xuanhua axe, stood in front of the gate checking the register of immortals and gods who entered and left the Heavenly Court that day.

The space suddenly fluctuated, and the giant spirit immediately looked up.

When he saw who it was, he almost dropped the roster in his hand.

Chen Changsheng is back!

The news of the Western World War I had already spread throughout the Heavenly Court.

He annihilated the saint's incarnation with a single spear thrust and faced the true form of Zhunti head-on.

Now, when the celestial beings of Heaven talk about the Law Enforcement Emperor, who doesn't agree?

The giant spirit put away his axe and rushed over in three steps.

"This humble general, the Giant Spirit God, pays respects to the Heavenly Lord!"

The surrounding heavenly soldiers also lined up and saluted immediately.

"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"

Chen Changsheng raised his hand.

No need for formalities.

"I am not here today to handle official business. You may continue your patrols as usual."

"yes!"

After the giant spirit god stood up, his gaze fell on Yang Jiao.

The person who was personally brought back to the Heavenly Court by Chen Changsheng and had him walk by his side must have a very high status.

But he dared not ask any more questions, and could only memorize that face.

Chen Changsheng did not linger, and led Yang Jiao through the South Heavenly Gate, heading straight for Yao Ji's residence.

Only after the two figures disappeared into the distance did the Giant Spirit God suddenly realize what had happened.

He had seen the old records of the Heavenly Court and had also seen portraits of the three Yang siblings when they were young.

The silver-robed man's features were clearly very similar to those of Yang Jian and Yang Chan.

The giant spirit immediately had a guess in his mind.

"You guard the Southern Heavenly Gate well!"

"I have important business to report to Your Majesty immediately!"

Having finished giving his instructions, the Giant Spirit God picked up his battle axe and turned to head towards the Lingxiao Palace.

Just as the heavenly general outside the Lingxiao Palace was about to make his announcement, the Giant Spirit God had already strode to the palace gate.

"Your Majesty, the Heavenly Law Enforcement Lord has returned!"