"If your uncle truly wanted to kill me, would he have gone through so much trouble to suppress me?" Yao Ji asked softly.
Upon hearing this, Yang Jian and Yang Chan also came to their senses.
That's right, killing me directly would indeed have been the most effective way to intimidate others.
"During the suppression, mother wasn't in so much pain; I was merely unable to leave this Peach Mountain. Your uncle would send a Heavenly General every day to deliver food."
"However, the entire Peach Mountain had been preemptively encased in a Soul-Consuming Formation. It would only take effect after a long stay within it, and even your uncle failed to notice it. Mother didn't want to be a burden, so I chose not to speak of it."
"By the time Erlang, you freed mother, my mana had dwindled to less than one-tenth of its original strength. Out of desperation, your uncle had no choice but to use the scorching sun to punish me, yet he failed to realize that I was already a spent force."