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

But Yang Jian's three heads and six arms, his divine appearance that reached the heavens, completely shattered his understanding of millions of years and overturned all the rules of the cultivation system of the heavens!

The stagnant pressure within the domain continued to collapse, and the blood-red killing intent that filled the sky was crushed and dissipated layer by layer by the golden divine aura.

The Asura God felt excruciating pain surging from the wound on his chest, and his chaotic divine power became increasingly out of control. His shock, astonishment, and disbelief at this moment far exceeded the pain of his physical injury.

Yang Jian opened all three eyes and moved all six arms simultaneously. His body radiated a golden light that swept across the vast ocean, and his voice was loud and resounding, shattering the illusions that filled the sky.

"The Way of Heaven is unpredictable, the Path of Martial Arts is boundless! Gods can control the heavens, and humans can defy them! Today, I will use my three heads and six arms to shatter your Asura Path and break your divine king's might!"

As soon as he finished speaking, all six weapons unleashed their ultimate power!

A long sword traverses heaven and earth, a short blade tears through the void, and a palm print locks down the firmament!

Three distinct yet mutually reinforcing ultimate powers merged into one, transforming into an unparalleled torrent of martial arts that spanned dimensions, crashing down upon the incredulous Asura God!

Chapter 271 The Asura God Chooses to Escape

"what!!!"

The Asura God suddenly came to his senses and roared with all his might, trying to stabilize his body and attack, but it was all too late. No matter how hard he tried or how much divine power he activated, it was all in vain.

His proud three heads and six arms were crumbling and disintegrating little by little in front of Yang Jian's pure and domineering golden figure.

The dark red scales covering the Asura God's entire body were as tough as top-tier divine armor in the God Realm, yet they couldn't withstand the force of Yang Jian's simple punch.

From the moment their fists touched, countless fine cracks instantly appeared on the surface of the scales, spreading rapidly from the point of contact along the entire arm.

At first, the cracks were very fine and could not be noticed unless you looked closely. But in an instant, they widened and deepened, densely covering every inch of skin on the entire arm.

From the cracks, a dense, dark red light continuously seeped out, overflowing outwards, looking like churning magma from the earth, filled with a violent and destructive aura.

Before the Asura God could react or make any amends, his first arm suddenly shattered, turning into countless tiny, dark red fragments that flew out in all directions.

Countless fragments tumbled and swirled rapidly in the air, and in just an instant, they all turned into specks of light and completely dissipated into the world, leaving not even a trace of their presence.

Before the excruciating pain from his first arm completely disintegrating could even reach his nerves, the Asura God, enduring his injuries, gritted his teeth and unleashed his second fist, slamming it down on Yang Jian with the raging power of a god-king.

Yang Jian remained expressionless and raised his hand to meet the attack head-on.

The dazzling golden soul power and the domineering dark red divine power collided violently, exploding into an extremely bright light at the moment of their convergence, enveloping the entire sea area in these two extreme colors.

The roar was deafening, the sea below surged wildly, and the towering waves even distorted the air currents in mid-air.

As expected, the second arm of the Asura God suffered the same fate as the first. The same cracks spread, the same light leaked out, and finally the entire arm shattered, turning into fragments and vanishing into nothingness.

Then, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth arms struck in succession, but the result of each collision was exactly the same.

No matter how the Asura God stacked his divine power or changed his attack, his six divine arms would instantly crack, disintegrate, and dissipate as soon as they touched Yang Jian's golden fist light.

In just a few breaths, Yang Jian completely destroyed his three-headed, six-armed supernatural power, which he relied on to dominate the divine realm and crush all living beings. All six arms disappeared without a trace.

At this moment, the Asura God's inner shock and fear had reached their peak.

In the brief exchange of a few breaths, his mindset underwent a dramatic and drastic transformation. His original aloof and domineering god-king mentality was completely shattered.

On all three of his faces, an intense and overwhelming terror simultaneously surfaced. This fear was not a deliberate expression, but a primal, instinctive dread that surged from the deepest recesses of his heart, forcefully overriding all his majesty and arrogance as a god-king, completely revealed on his face, impossible to conceal.

Almost instinctively, the Asura God's body began to retreat rapidly. He dared not engage Yang Jian in any further direct confrontation and only wanted to escape this terrifying battlefield immediately.

As he retreated, he clearly saw his reflection in Yang Jian's golden vertical pupils. At this moment, he had lost all of his domineering aura as a god-king, and his previous contemptuous attitude was gone; all that remained was dishevelment and panic.

An extremely unfamiliar emotion completely enveloped his entire body.

fear.

This feeling hasn't appeared in the Asura God for countless millennia.

Since he ascended to the throne of God-King and took control of the Asura Path, looking across the God Realm and even the myriad realms, it has always been others who fear him; he has never felt such deep-seated fear towards anyone or anything.

But now, this fear has gripped him tightly.

Starting from his ankles, the energy rapidly climbed and spread along his limbs and bones, tightly wrapping around his calves, thighs, waist, abdomen, and chest, finally locking his neck so tightly that his breathing became sluggish and the flow of his divine power became blocked.

The Asura God knew that if he continued to waste time, he would most likely perish here today.

He dared not hesitate any longer, and made up his mind to abandon everything and escape for his life.

His body suddenly shrank inward, no longer maintaining a human form, and all the divine power accumulated within him erupted without reservation.

The dark red divine power that erupted this time was far more concentrated and powerful than any of his previous attacks; it was his trump card, his ultimate source of power.

The violent divine power completely enveloped his body, and his physical body and divine body began to decompose and become ethereal under the impetus of the extreme power.

In a mere instant, he transformed into a dark red beam of light, condensed to its fullest extent.

Without the slightest hesitation, the crimson light shot straight into the sky, transforming into a slender yet resilient crimson pillar of light, hurtling at full speed toward the slowly closing spatial rift in the sky.

At the very instant the blood-red light pierced the crack, the spatial rift, which had been slowly closing, suddenly accelerated its closure. It was as if an invisible hand was exerting force from both sides of the sky, forcibly pulling and smoothing back the torn sky.

Above the sky, the terrifying spatial tremors and violent divine power fluctuations disappeared completely, leaving only a faint dark red afterglow that slowly floated in mid-air.

Before long, the last trace of energy completely dissipated, and the entire sky returned to its usual clear blue, as if the earth-shattering battle between the gods had never happened.

Yang Jian slowly raised his head, his gaze steadily fixed on the spot where the crack in the sky disappeared, maintaining his upward gaze without immediately looking away.

He observed quietly for a moment, carefully confirming that the spatial barrier in the sky was completely stable, the cracks had completely closed and would never open again, and the Asura God had no possibility of turning back to launch a sneak attack.

At the same time, Yang Jian's three heads and six arms supernatural powers were slowly fading.

The extra head and limbs gradually shrank back and merged back into his body.

The brilliant golden light flowing across the body surface receded layer by layer, slowly receding and finally returning to the meridians within the body, just like the receding tide.

After a few breaths, Yang Jian completely returned to the appearance of an ordinary human.

He stood alone on the calming sea, his robes torn in several places, the tattered fabric swaying gently in the sea breeze. He looked somewhat disheveled, but it did not diminish his calm and domineering aura.

Chapter 272 Going to Find the Silver Dragon King

Yang Jian knew perfectly well that the Asura God had completely escaped back to the God Realm.

The moment the other party passed through the spatial rift, all the aura and divine power fluctuations he left in Douluo Continent were completely wiped out, disappearing without a trace.

Even though his current strength is enough to give him the confidence to confront the God King head-on, he is still not a true god.

Between the realm of gods and the mortal realm, there exists an invisible barrier, an absolute barrier solidified by the rules of heaven and earth, completely separating the two worlds, which cannot be forcibly broken by brute force.

Once the Asura God retreats to the God Realm, he will have no way to pursue him across realms.

Yang Jian silently calculated in his mind that if he wanted to tear apart this barrier between heaven and earth, possess the ability to shatter the void and travel across realms, he would have to wait until his cultivation level broke through to the peak of Peerless Douluo and at the same time cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to the perfect state before there was even a slight possibility.

Before that, he could only wait patiently and accumulate strength.

He looked up at the clear sky again, his gaze calm and serene, yet chillingly cold. It was as if he were silently recording this grudge against the unseen and intangible void of the divine realm.

"I will come up to you someday."

A simple sentence, without roaring or ostentation, yet imprinted in the heart with unwavering determination.

Yang Jian knew perfectly well that after this battle, there was no room for reconciliation between him and the God of Asura; they had become irreconcilable enemies.

Today, he didn't let go of an ordinary opponent, but a venomous snake that had been lying in wait and could return at any moment.

Now that the Asura God has suffered a crushing defeat and fled, he must be filled with boundless hatred. Once he has recovered and healed his injuries, when he returns, he will only be more terrifying and more troublesome.

Yang Jian would never allow such a hidden danger to threaten everything he owned.

He also has a beloved older brother and younger sister, and a host of people he cares about and wants to protect, all of whom live on this Douluo Continent. He cannot allow those around him to be put in danger because of his negligence.

After calming his thoughts, Yang Jian gently adjusted his breathing.

The restless and surging soul power within his body gradually calmed down, circulating slowly through his meridians, gradually replenishing the power consumed in the previous battle.

The strange phenomena in the surrounding world were gradually fading away.

The raging storm on the sea gradually subsided, and the surging waves slowly returned to calm.

The seawater, which had been churned up by the intense battle, gradually settled and became clear again, returning to its former state.

Yang Jian stood quietly on the sea, carefully sensing his current level of strength.

The golden soul power flowed gently through his limbs, meridians, and dantian. It was no longer as violent and turbulent as it had been during battle, but it remained thick and condensed, concealing an extreme explosive power that could be unleashed at any moment.

He quickly assessed the current situation, considered his next move, and soon set his goals.

He's going to the Starry Sky Forest.

Yang Jian knew clearly that beneath the Lake of Life at the very core of the Star Dou Great Forest lay the sleeping ruler of the entire soul beast race—the Silver Dragon King.

After being wounded in the war in the God Realm and fleeing to the Douluo Continent, the Silver Dragon King has been hiding here to heal his wounds and silently accumulate his own power. His lifelong wish is to lead all the soul beasts to rise up, regain the dominance of the continent, and restore the glory of the ancient dragon race.

According to the original storyline, the awakening of the Silver Dragon King and the rise of soul beasts would be postponed for many years.

But you yourself are the biggest variable.

His time travel, his rise to power, and his decisive victory over the Asura God today have already subtly altered the original trajectory of the world. No one can guarantee that the future plot will not be triggered ahead of schedule.

If the Silver Dragon King awakens prematurely and leads the soul beast race in a massive counterattack, the originally balanced human-soul situation will completely collapse, which will be a catastrophic disaster for the entire human soul master world, capable of overturning everything.

During this period of time, Yang Jian could clearly feel the changes in himself.

As his strength continued to grow, his human emotions became increasingly weak, his gaze towards all things became increasingly indifferent, and his ability to empathize with ordinary life was almost completely worn away. He often appeared distant and indifferent, becoming less and less like an ordinary human being.

But he still retained his last bottom line and principles.

He could be indifferent to all things in the world, but he would never sit idly by and watch his own human race be crushed and annihilated by soul beasts, ending in their demise.

Rather than waiting until chaos takes hold and the situation spirals out of control before regretting it, it's better to take proactive measures while there's still room for intervention and salvage, nipping the potential problem in the bud.

Having figured this out, Yang Jian no longer hesitated.

With a swift movement, he transformed into an extremely fast silver-white streak, soaring into the sky and flying at full speed towards the Star Dou Great Forest.

A biting sea breeze swept past me, the sea beneath my feet receded rapidly, the azure waters gradually blurring and disappearing from view completely. In their place came rolling green hills and boundless plains, the landscape constantly changing.

His flight speed was extremely fast, and in a short moment, the outline of the boundless Starry Sky Forest clearly appeared at the edge of his field of vision.

As the number one gathering place for soul beasts on the Douluo Continent, the Star Dou Great Forest is a vast area with towering ancient trees and extremely rich spiritual energy. It is shrouded in mist all year round, exuding a primitive and mysterious aura. Countless high-level soul beasts reside here, making it a forbidden land that few humans dare to easily set foot in.

The Lake of Life is located in the core and most secluded area of ​​the Starry Sky Forest, the place with the richest spiritual energy and the deepest cultural heritage in the entire forest.

The entire lake is crystal clear, without a trace of impurity. The surface is calm and still, reflecting the drifting clouds in the sky and the towering ancient trees all around, creating a tranquil and peaceful scene.

Yang Jian's figure slowly descended, gently landing on the grass by the lake.