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

If this is true, then this marriage is a powerful alliance between the supreme pope of the continent and the heir of a top clan, making it the most outstanding marriage in the history of Douluo Continent, a perfect match, unparalleled in the world.

Countless forces secretly marveled at the perfect match, and grew increasingly awe of the now all-powerful and invincible Spirit Hall.

Tian Dou City, Blue Tyrant Academy.

In the quiet and elegant courtyard of the academy, a gentle breeze rustled through the treetops, swirling up fallen leaves, but the atmosphere was unusually somber and oppressive, devoid of any of the usual vitality.

Liu Erlong stood quietly by the bluestone road, dressed in black. His usually bold and cheerful eyes were now filled with a complex and indescribable expression.

She unconsciously stroked the ornament at her waist, her gaze distant as she looked in the direction of the Spirit Hall, her heart filled with mixed emotions.

There was no joy to speak of, and resentment had long since lost its strength, leaving only endless sighs and bewilderment.

Flander stood with his hands behind his back under the shade of a tree, his face aged and solemn, his brows furrowed, and he let out a long sigh.

His once sharp eyes were now filled with weariness and helplessness. He gazed at the distant horizon in silence, his heart filled with melancholy.

Zhao Wuji, a burly and robust man, stood on the other side. His usually honest and rugged face was now filled with gloom. He slapped his thigh heavily and let out a deep sigh. His aura was extremely oppressive.

Chapter 255 Wedding

The remaining members of the Shrek Seven Devils stood around, each with a different expression and state of mind, but all of them were surrounded by the same extreme sense of powerlessness.

Yu Xiaogang stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes slightly lowered, his expression extremely solemn, his eyes filled with deep bitterness and helplessness.

He devoted his life to studying martial spirit theory, claiming to have seen through the martial spirit landscape of the continent and understood the growth pattern of the strong, but he could not see through Yang Jian.

This person appeared out of nowhere and, in just a few years, rose from an unknown nobody to an invincible top expert on the continent. He swept across all directions, crushed all kinds of geniuses, overturned the established pattern of the entire continent, and reached the pinnacle of the world.

His rise to power defied all common sense about cultivation and overturned all theoretical understandings. He was like an extraterrestrial visitor, unmatched by any other.

Dai Mubai stood tall and straight, his handsome face filled with melancholy, his fists clenched tightly.

As the former crown prince of the Star Luo Empire, he had seen countless prodigies and top experts, but none of them had ever given him such an extreme sense of pressure as Yang Jian.

That kind of gap cannot be bridged by hard work or surpassed by talent; it is an insurmountable chasm that can never be crossed in a lifetime.

Oscar leaned against the tree trunk, his usual carefree smile completely gone, replaced by a somber expression.

As a food-type Soul Master, his combat power was limited, and he had always been well-versed in the art of survival. However, when faced with Yang Jian's unparalleled power, even his thoughts of surviving and making a comeback were completely shattered.

Faced with overwhelming strength, all schemes, forbearance, and accumulation are as laughable and utterly vulnerable.

Ma Hongjun had reined in his usual impetuousness and liveliness; his chubby face was full of solemnity, and his eyes held a deep sense of apprehension.

His Phoenix Martial Soul was exceptionally gifted and had extremely high potential for advancement, but it was still insignificant in the face of Yang Jian's absolute strength, and he didn't even have the right to make a move.

Tang San, standing at the very center of the crowd, was dressed in a simple and clean blue and silver robe, with a calm expression. However, deep within his profound eyes, a melancholy and helplessness churned, unnoticed by anyone.

He possesses twin martial souls, wields the ultimate techniques of the Tang Sect, and holds the supreme treasure of the Xuan Tian Sect. He has gone through countless life-and-death trials and tribulations, rising against all odds. He believes that his talent, perseverance, and opportunities are no less than those of others.

However, as his own strength continued to improve and his horizons broadened, he became increasingly aware of Yang Jian's terrifying and powerful nature.

The opponent's strength had long surpassed the scope of ordinary Title Douluo and the upper limit of Limit Douluo, reaching a completely new realm that he could not reach or imagine.

Yang Jian was like a towering mountain stretching across the entire Douluo Continent, majestic and imposing, making all the geniuses and powerful figures on the continent feel breathless.

Even though they were opposed to Yang Jian and harbored deep hatred for him, even though they were extremely unwilling, everyone knew perfectly well in their hearts.

In this lifetime, they will most likely never have the chance to take revenge, nor will they even have the qualifications to shake the other side in the slightest.

This sense of powerlessness, like a cold tide, tightly enveloped everyone's mind, making people feel suffocated.

Today, Yang Jian is invincible in power and strength, and his fame resounds throughout the continent, reaching the pinnacle of his life.

The news of his wedding further cemented his position as the number one person in mainland China.

Even if they harbor countless grievances and resentments, they can only suppress them deep inside, lacking even the courage to privately complain or curse in private.

The slightest misstep could lead to utter destruction.

The Shrek members stood silently, the atmosphere in the courtyard deathly still, with only the soft rustling of leaves in the wind. An endless sigh and helplessness lingered in everyone's hearts.

……

Meanwhile, in the main city of the Spirit Hall, thousands of miles away, a grand scene of national celebration and extraordinary liveliness had already unfolded.

The entire main city of the Spirit Hall was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations. Red ribbons were hung all over the long streets, and red lanterns were hung high on the buildings. From the main city gate to the main hall of the Spirit Hall, the dozens of miles of road were decorated with a festive atmosphere.

Red banners were hung from shops along the street, and fireworks and cannons were ready to go, creating a rich and grand wedding atmosphere that enveloped the entire city.

Since the Spirit Hall unified the continent, this main city has been the core hub of the entire Douluo Continent, gathering the fortune of the world and reaching its peak of prosperity.

Today is the grandest and most solemn day in decades.

Every prominent and influential power on the continent received an invitation to the Spirit Hall's wedding in advance.

No one dared to be absent, and no one dared to be negligent.

The Spirit Hall now holds the highest authority on the continent, wielding the power of life and death over the world, and its Pope, Yang Jian, is an unparalleled powerhouse in this era.

In such a grand and prestigious occasion, anyone who dares to miss the Pope's wedding ceremony would be openly challenging the authority of the Spirit Hall, and would inevitably be secretly retaliated against in the future, or even face the calamity of having their entire family wiped out.

Therefore, whether it was the royal families of major empires, ancient sects, reclusive families, or top-tier soul master forces that were detached from the outside world, they all put aside all their affairs, prepared generous gifts, and rushed to the main city of the Spirit Hall, just to personally offer their congratulations and maintain their relationship with the Spirit Hall.

The vast plaza of the Spirit Hall's main hall is wide and expansive, capable of accommodating hundreds of thousands of people. At this moment, the plaza is already packed with people, with guests from various factions lined up neatly, dressed in luxurious attire and exuding extraordinary bearing—all top figures on the continent.

Countless guests lingered there, their eyes taking in the lively and grand scene around them, their ears filled with the murmurs of conversation rising and falling, creating a bustling atmosphere.

"Just who is this Thousand Saintess? She has been hidden for decades and has never shown herself in the world. The moment she appeared, she married His Holiness the Pope. It's truly astonishing."

"The surname Qian must be related to Lord Qian Daoliu! Back then, Lord Qian Daoliu guarded the sky and was invincible in the world. He was a true ceiling-level powerhouse. His descendants are naturally worthy of His Holiness the Pope."

"No wonder she caught the Pope's eye. With such a background and background, there is no other woman on the entire continent who can match His Holiness the Pope."

"We had never heard of this Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall before. She disappeared for more than ten years without a trace. Now she suddenly appears in the world and gets married. It is truly mysterious."

The crowd buzzed with discussion, their voices filled with curiosity and amazement. Everyone was secretly speculating about the true identity and past experiences of this mysterious saintess, and they were filled with endless anticipation for this top-tier wedding.

On both sides of the square, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, both titled Douluo, dressed in formal attire, moved back and forth among the crowd, busily and methodically directing the Spirit Hall stewards and servants to set up the wedding venue, arrange the guests' seating, and manage various complicated matters.

As veteran top-level executives of the Spirit Hall, the two had followed the Spirit Hall for many years and witnessed its rise and fall. At this moment, looking at the grand and solemn wedding scene before them, they were filled with emotion and recalled many things.

Chapter 256 In the end, it was all for naught.

Yue Guan raised his hand and gently straightened his sleeves. His handsome and gentle face was filled with sighs. He looked towards the high platform of the main hall and sighed softly with a dreamlike tone: "Time flies, years pass quickly. How long has it been?"

"I still remember when I first met His Majesty Yang Jian, he was just an ordinary boy from Huangyu Village, unremarkable, without a distinguished background or extraordinary talent."

"In a short period of time, that once unknown boy from the fishing village has completely transformed, ascended to the top of the continent, taken charge of the Spirit Hall, ruled the entire continent, and become the supreme pope revered by all."

"Now, he is about to get married and start a brand new chapter in his life. Such an opportunity is like a dream, making people feel dazed."

The ghost beside him nodded slowly, his black cloak fluttering in the wind. His gloomy face had lost some of its usual coldness and gained a deep sense of emotion. He murmured in agreement, "Yes, life is unpredictable, and fate is amazing."

"Even today, I still often find it incredible. No one could have predicted that the one who would eventually unify the continent, end the chaos, and reach the pinnacle would be such a young man who appeared out of nowhere."

The tone shifted, a deep doubt flashed in the ghostly eyes, and the tone was somewhat puzzled: "I just can't understand it. His Holiness the Pope has extremely high standards and a transcendent mind. Ordinary women in the world simply cannot catch his eye."

Why choose to marry Qian Renxue, who disappeared more than ten years ago and has never appeared in the world?

Yue Guan gently shook his head, a faint smile on his lips: "His Majesty's thoughts are profound and his vision is extraordinary. How could we possibly fathom his plans? Since it is His Majesty's choice, it must be the best choice. We only need to congratulate His Majesty on his marriage and do our best to ensure this grand wedding is a success."

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing endless感慨 and reverence in each other's eyes. The world changes too quickly; the insignificant figures of the past have grown into supreme beings whom they must bow down and respect.

Time passed slowly, and at noon, the sun shone brightly, its warm rays bathing the entire Spirit Hall Square, making the whole place shine, and the festive atmosphere reached its peak.

A melodious, grand, joyous, and magnificent ancient music suddenly rang out, its powerful and pleasant tune resounding throughout the heavens and earth, penetrating the entire main city of the Martial Soul Hall, and reaching the ears of everyone.

The moment the rousing music began, all the guests in the square fell silent, ceasing their chatter and conversations. Thousands of eyes focused on the main hall platform at the top of the square, all eagerly awaiting the debut of the newlyweds.

On the high platform, two figures slowly stepped out side by side and stood in the center of the platform.

Yang Jian, who was at the head of the group, was dressed in a bright red hand-embroidered wedding gown. The fabric was luxurious and exquisite, with gold thread embroidering dragon, phoenix and auspicious cloud patterns. It was dazzling and incomparably noble.

The red robes accentuated his tall and outstanding figure, highlighting his refined and elegant features and his cold and noble demeanor.

He didn't deliberately release any power, but his innate aura of a top expert, combined with his noble status as the supreme pope, gave him an imposing presence that looked down on all living beings and suppressed the four seas. Standing on the high platform, he became the focus of the entire audience, completely overshadowing all the nobles and powerful figures present.

Beside him, Qian Renxue was also dressed in a stunningly beautiful bright red wedding gown, her flowing robes and skirt embroidered with phoenixes and flowers, exuding a noble and breathtaking, ethereal aura.

Having shed all imperial pretense and relinquished all the burdens of power, she now reveals the unparalleled elegance of a woman.

Her long golden hair was carefully styled and adorned with an exquisite and gorgeous phoenix crown. Her face was flawless, her features were exquisite, her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were gentle and moving. Every frown and smile exuded a captivating charm.

The ultimate beauty is neither gaudy nor vulgar; it combines elegance and nobility, gentleness and grandeur, like a goddess descending from the heavens to the mortal world, stunning everyone and transcending all other forms of beauty.

The moment everyone in the audience saw Qian Renxue's face, they all gasped in shock. Countless eyes were fixed on her, filled with extreme shock and amazement. For a moment, the entire audience was silent, with only the magnificent music flowing slowly.

Those present were all top-tier nobles from the mainland, accustomed to the world's most beautiful women, having seen countless sect prodigies and royal ladies, but none had ever seen such unparalleled beauty and such exceptional temperament.

The woman before him, Qian Renxue, possessed the most outstanding beauty in the world in terms of appearance, temperament, figure, and character. She far surpassed the average person's perception of a stunning beauty, and it would not be an exaggeration to call her the most beautiful woman on the continent.

Amidst the crowd, Huo Wu stood quietly beside her sect elders, still harboring a hint of resentment and disdain.

Before this, she often secretly speculated that Yang Jian, such an invincible and proud top figure, must have extremely high standards. However, with the engagement taking place in just three days, the bride could hardly be considered peerless.

She even secretly felt that the wedding was too hasty, and the bride might not be worthy of the invincible pope who looked down upon the world.

But the moment she saw Qian Renxue in her red dress and with her unparalleled beauty, all her resentment, all her speculations, and all her arrogance vanished instantly.

Huo Wu froze slightly, her eyes filled with shock and self-abasement.

She had always been proud and arrogant, believing herself to be the best among her peers in terms of looks and talent, and had never been willing to easily submit to others. But now, standing in front of Qian Renxue, she truly felt for the first time what it meant to be worlds apart.

The other person's elegance and demeanor were like the bright moon in the sky, while I was just a firefly in the forest, and there was no comparison at all.

All the pride in my heart crumbled, leaving only utter submission.

On the other side of the crowd, Shui Bing'er stood quietly, dressed in an elegant long dress, with a cool and aloof temperament.

She gazed at the perfect couple standing side by side on the high platform, a match made in heaven, and a faint sigh couldn't help but cross her eyes. A bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart.

She had interacted with Yang Jian several times, and during that brief period, Yang Jian's strength, composure, and uniqueness had already quietly left an impression on her heart, making her admire him.

She has always been clear-headed and rational, and has always known that there is an insurmountable gap in status and strength between herself and Yang Jian, making it impossible for them to be together. She has never harbored any wishful thinking about it.

But the human heart is ultimately hard to control; feelings arise secretly and are difficult to suppress.

Now, witnessing his grand wedding and seeing a stunningly beautiful woman standing beside him, whose looks, background, and temperament were all impeccable, she finally realized that she and that dazzling young man had long since drifted apart, destined to become strangers with no possibility of ever crossing paths again.

A beauty deserves a hero, and a genius deserves a peerless one.

Yang Jian is an invincible hero who suppressed the era, and Qian Renxue is a peerless beauty who is unparalleled on the continent. Only they are the most suitable match for each other.