Douluo Continent: My name is Yang Jian, and I achieved sainthood through my physical body

Yang Jian shook his head.

“I said I wanted to see the High Priest.”

The Sea Dragon Douluo's eyes were as cold as ice.

"Then don't blame us for being impolite."

Six people attacked at the same time.

The Sea Dragon Douluo conjured a water dragon and attacked Yang Jian.

Sea Spear Douluo attacked from the side, his spear striking Yang Jian's ribs like a venomous snake.

The Sea Illusion Douluo used illusion magic to create countless illusions around Yang Jian, interfering with his vision.

Seahorse Douluo summoned a phantom of a seahorse, which crashed down from the sky.

Starfish Douluo transformed into a giant starfish and used his tentacles to wrap around Yang Jian's legs.

The Sea Maiden Douluo unleashed her Water Soul Skill, condensing the water vapor in the air into ice spikes, which rained down on Yang Jian.

The combined attack of six Title Douluos was powerful enough to destroy the heavens and the earth.

Sea Ghost Douluo also joined the battle, his trident aimed straight at Yang Jian's back.

The Seven Sacred Pillars, seven Title Douluos, attacked simultaneously.

Yang Jian sighed.

He didn't want to explain, nor did he have the opportunity to.

Let's fight then.

"Following the laws of heaven and earth."

His body began to swell.

One zhang, two zhang, five zhang, ten zhang, twenty zhang, fifty zhang, one hundred zhang.

In the blink of an eye, a giant a hundred feet tall appeared on Poseidon Island.

His face was blue with fangs, and his eyes had turned gold, with vertical pupils that emitted a captivating light.

His hands transformed into sharp claws, his nails like knives, incredibly sharp.

The attacks of the Seven Pillars fell on him like raindrops hitting a stone.

superficial.

The water dragon that the Sea Dragon Douluo had condensed dissipated.

The spear of the Sea Spear Douluo pierced his arm and broke.

The illusions of the Sea Illusion Douluo could not affect his mind at all.

The phantom of the Seahorse Douluo crashed into his shoulder and shattered.

The tentacles of the Starfish Douluo wrapped around his leg, but he broke them off with a slight shake.

The ice spikes from the Sea Maiden Douluo landed on him, melting like snowflakes.

The trident of the Sea Demon Douluo pierced his back, and the tip of the trident was chipped.

The seven sacred pillars were all dumbfounded.

They looked up at the giant, who was hundreds of feet tall, their minds blank.

What kind of monster is this?

Martial Soul True Form?

Where can you find such a large Martial Soul True Body?

Their attacks landed on the other person, but didn't even break the skin?

Chapter 155 Poseidon

"Impossible...this is impossible..."

Sea Dragon Douluo muttered to himself.

The other six were in no better shape; their faces were ashen and their legs were weak.

Yang Jian looked down at them as if they were seven ants.

He raised his hand and waved it gently.

A hurricane erupted from his palm, blowing all seven sacred pillars away.

They flew dozens of meters before crashing to the ground, looking utterly disheveled.

Yang Jian controlled his strength, not hurting them, but only knocking them down.

Sea Dragon Douluo got up from the ground, gritted his teeth, and raised his spear once more.

"Let's fight him!"

The other six men got up and prepared to attack again.

They didn't appreciate it.

Because in their minds, Yang Jian was an intruder who came to cause trouble on Seagod Island.

They would rather die in battle than allow outsiders to trample on their dignity.

Just as Sea Dragon Douluo was about to give the order to attack, a clear, cold voice came from afar.

"stop."

The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority.

The seven sacred pillars froze simultaneously, stopping their actions, bowing their heads, and respectfully calling out.

"High Priest".

A white figure descended from the sky, landing between the Seven Sacred Pillars and Yang Jian.

It was a woman, tall and slender, with long, silvery-white hair that reached her waist. Her face was exquisitely beautiful, her skin as white as snow, and her eyes were deep blue, profound and serene, like two bottomless lakes.

No, it should be said that her eyes were deep and serene, as if they held the entire ocean within them.

She wore a white robe embroidered with gold patterns, and held a golden scepter in her hand, with a blue gemstone set at the top, from which a faint light shimmered.

She exuded a noble and mysterious aura, the aura of a demigod.

Poseidon, High Priestess of Poseidon Island, Mistress of the Sea.

She raised her head and looked at the giant who was a hundred feet tall, her brows furrowing slightly.

She felt extremely oppressed.

She had only ever felt this kind of oppressive feeling from the Sea God.

This person is very strong.

very strong.

He was so strong that even she felt threatened.

"Who are you? What do you want on Poseidon Island?" Poseidon's voice was calm, but tinged with coldness. "Do you want to start a war with us?"

Yang Jian looked down at her, sighing inwardly.

Poseidon truly lived up to her reputation.

That noble temperament, that imposing aura, made her second only to Qian Renxue among all the women he had ever met.

He released the Dharma of Heaven and Earth, his body returned to its original size, and he landed in front of Poseidon.

He dusted himself off and said with a hint of helplessness, "I just wanted to talk to them about something, but they attacked right away. There was nothing I could do."

Poseidon glanced at the seven sacred pillars, her eyes filled with reproach.

The Seven Sacred Pillars lowered their heads, not daring to speak.

She looked at Yang Jian again, and the coldness in her eyes lessened a bit.

This person doesn't seem to have any ill intentions; otherwise, with his strength, the Seven Sacred Pillars would probably be corpses by now.

“What do you want to talk about?” Poseidon asked.

Yang Jian glanced at the Seven Sacred Pillars but said nothing.

Poseidon understood and nodded.

"Come with me."

She turned and walked deeper into Poseidon Island.

Yang Jian followed behind her.

Sea Dragon Douluo wanted to stop her, but his mouth was shut down by Poseidon's words.

"All of you combined are no match for this young friend. Even if he really wanted to do something, what use would you be?"

Sea Dragon Douluo opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.

He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and felt utterly defeated.

The high priest was right; they were indeed of little use.

If seven people work together, they can't even break through the opponent's defenses. What else can they do?

Want to be a cheerleader?

The problem is they don't even know how to refuel.

……

In the center of Poseidon Island stands a magnificent palace.

The palace is white, built from single blocks of white stone, tall, magnificent, and imposing.

A huge statue stands in front of the main gate of the palace.

It was a man, tall and imposing, holding a trident and gazing into the distance.