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

He had barely steadied himself when he saw a tall, dark figure already standing on the lakeshore. The figure stood there silently, motionless, as if it had been waiting for a long time.

The newcomer was none other than Di Tian, ​​the strongest ferocious beast in the Star Dou Great Forest and the leader of the Ten Great Ferocious Beasts.

Di Tian wore a loose black robe, his long black hair falling casually over his shoulders. His face was cold and expressionless, and his aura was both calm and sharp.

His signature vertical pupils were fixed on Yang Jian, who had just landed, his gaze extremely complex.

At the same time, his body tensed slightly, and all his muscles and soul power were in a state of high alert.

This is an instinctive reaction honed through countless life-or-death battles.

When faced with an opponent far stronger than oneself, the body will immediately enter a state of extreme alert, ready to deal with any sudden danger.

Chapter 273 Don't make another move.

Although Di Tian was ultimately defeated in his last encounter with Yang Jian, he still had the ability to fight back and barely managed to withstand the opponent's attacks, thus truly participating in the battle.

Just now, he sensed the shockwaves of that earth-shattering battle from afar. That terrifying power that swept across the heavens and earth was completely beyond his comprehension; it was not at a level he could understand.

At that moment, he understood completely: Yang Jian had become stronger again.

Moreover, the extent of his increase in strength this time completely overturned his understanding; the gap in strength between the two had widened to a point that was utterly hopeless.

Di Tian's mindset has completely changed, from his previous apprehension and resentment to his current deep apprehension and fear.

What are you doing here?

Di Tian spoke first, his voice much lower and hoarser than usual, each word filled with extreme caution, cautiously probing throughout, not daring to utter the slightest provocation.

Yang Jian didn't even glance at him. His gaze went straight past Di Tian's body and landed on the calm lake in front of him. His tone was flat and straightforward: "I want to see the Silver Dragon King."

These five simple words, however, struck Di Tian like a thunderclap, sending a jolt through his body.

His pupils contracted sharply in an instant, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock.

The Silver Dragon King's eternal secret in the Star Dou Great Forest lies hidden at the bottom of the Lake of Life, where he sleeps and heals his wounds.

Throughout the entire Douluo Continent, only he and a handful of top-tier ferocious beasts know this secret.

Over the years, he has never revealed any related information to any human being, guarding it strictly to protect the Lord's secrets.

But this human in front of me actually mentioned the existence of the Lord.

Countless thoughts raced through Di Tian's mind, various speculations arose, and each one filled him with a deep-seated unease. He simply couldn't understand where Yang Jian had learned this top-secret information.

After the initial shock, Di Tian's face darkened completely, his aura instantly turning cold, and his tone became firm and resolute: "Impossible. You can leave."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately spread his arms and stood firmly in front of the lake shore, blocking Yang Jian's path and adopting a posture of protecting him to the death, determined not to allow Yang Jian to get even half a step closer to the lake.

Yang Jian glanced at him indifferently, then looked away, too lazy to waste any more words.

He didn't change direction or stop, walking straight towards the lake step by step. His feet trod on the soft grass, his steps steady and unhurried, each step bringing him steadily closer to the water.

Seeing that Yang Jian was determined to force his way in, Di Tian could no longer hold back and made a move instantly.

His right arm suddenly shot out, his five fingers clenched into claws, and dense, dark golden soul power gathered at his fingertips. With a sharp, wind-breaking force, he grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder. The speed was extremely fast, and the attack was fierce.

Faced with Di Tian's deadly claw, Yang Jian didn't even turn his head, his expression remaining completely unchanged.

Just before the other's claws were about to touch his clothes, he casually raised a finger and flicked it lightly.

A slender, short, yet incredibly refined golden ray shot out from his fingertips in an instant, its speed exceeding the limits of vision, striking Di Tian precisely in the chest.

The speed of this attack completely exceeded Di Tian's reaction limit. He didn't have time to mobilize his soul power for defense, or even have time to think of dodging, before he was hit hard.

A powerful and domineering force surged into Di Tian's body in an instant, and he was sent flying backward uncontrollably, like a heavy object thrown by a giant catapult.

Boom!

Violent impacts rang out one after another as Di Tian's body smashed through two thick, thousand-year-old trees, sending splinters flying everywhere before finally crashing heavily to the ground, creating a shallow crater.

Amidst the swirling dust, Di Tian, ​​enduring the excruciating pain in his body, slowly crawled up from the ruins of broken wood.

His face was now deathly pale, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Although he lost his last fight with Yang Jian, he still had the ability to fight back and could withstand several of Yang Jian's attacks head-on, so he was not completely helpless.

But with that attack, he didn't even have a chance to react. With a single, light finger, the opponent sealed off all his movements, shattered his defenses, and sent him flying with severe injuries.

This disparity in strength has reached a point of despair.

Di Tian took a deep breath, suppressing the turmoil in his heart. He once again gathered dense dark golden soul power in his arms, and his aura surged once more.

He no longer held back, fully unleashing his cultivation power. His right arm suddenly shot forward, unleashing a sharp claw-like force that rapidly expanded and swelled in the air.

In the blink of an eye, a gigantic golden dragon claw, covered in thick scales and exuding overwhelming power, took shape. It carried a terrifying force capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and slammed down from the sky towards Yang Jian's head.

This was Di Tian's all-out attack, containing the cultivation foundation of hundreds of thousands of years. It was enough to easily tear apart mountains and rip the earth apart. Even a titled Douluo would be instantly killed if he collided with it head-on.

Despite the devastating dragon claw attack, Yang Jian continued walking steadily toward the lake without faltering.

He simply raised his right hand casually and threw a punch.

A condensed and powerful golden fist shadow shot out from the sky, steadily meeting the giant dragon claw that was pressing down from above.

The moment fists and claws collided, a blinding light exploded again, and a deafening roar reverberated throughout the entire lakeside.

The incredibly powerful golden dragon claw couldn't even withstand the force for a moment. Instantly, cracks began to appear at the fingertips, and dense cracks spread rapidly, covering the entire claw and wrist.

The next instant, the entire giant dragon claw completely shattered and disintegrated, turning into countless tiny golden specks of light that drifted into the air and slowly disappeared without a trace.

In less than a second, Di Tian's all-out killing blow was completely neutralized by Yang Jian's nonchalant punch.

Di Tian froze completely in place, maintaining his claw-like stance, his entire arm trembling slightly.

He stared blankly at his empty palms, then looked up at the calm and composed figure, his eyes filled with complex emotions: shock, fear, disbelief, all intertwined.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years, seen countless geniuses and ancient powerhouses, and witnessed countless peak combat forces, but he had never seen anyone with such a terrifying growth rate.

Last time they fought, there was still room for them to fight, but in such a short time, his opponent's strength has already overwhelmed him to this extent, completely crushing his courage to even open up and confront him.

"Stop attacking, or you will surely die."

Yang Jian did not turn around. He walked steadily forward and spoke calmly, his tone even and undisturbed, yet carrying an undeniable determination.

Chapter 274 Silver Dragon King

Di Tian's body suddenly trembled violently.

His lips moved incessantly, as if he wanted to refute, to desperately stop them, but when the words reached his lips, he found that he couldn't utter a sound at all.

He knew perfectly well that Yang Jian was telling the truth.

The opponent showed mercy in both of their attacks, not intending to kill. If Yang Jian had truly intended to kill, he would already be dead, without even a chance to struggle.

Di Tian clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles turning white, his whole body tense, but in the end he could only helplessly loosen his grip.

All his resentment, anger, and stubbornness were ultimately crushed by the extreme disparity in strength. He could only stand between the broken logs, silently watching Yang Jian walk step by step towards the lake, his eyes filled with helplessness and forbearance.

Yang Jian's shoes gently touched the lake water, causing a very subtle ripple to spread across the calm surface. The ripple slowly spread and soon returned to stillness.

Without the slightest hesitation, he moved and sank directly into the lake.

The lake water cascaded up in layers, slowly penetrating from the shallow waters near the shore to the bottom of the lake, and the surrounding light gradually dimmed.

The roots of ancient trees intertwine underwater, rocks stand tall, countless aquatic plants sway gently with the current, and colorful small fish swim back and forth, creating a tranquil underwater world.

Yang Jian steadily descended, passing through swaying water plants and mottled ancient tree remains. As his vision deepened, he soon discovered a hidden cave entrance on the rocky wall at the bottom of the lake.

An invisible, transparent barrier shrouds the cave entrance, completely isolating it from the lake. The boundary between the inside and outside of the barrier is clear, preventing the lake water from penetrating the cave even slightly. It looks like a transparent bubble inverted on the lake bottom, both secluded and safe.

Yang Jian walked straight through the invisible barrier and stepped into the cave.

The moment he passed through the barrier, the damp scent of the lake vanished completely, and the air inside the cave became dry and refreshing. His footsteps pounded on the hard rock floor, making clear sounds that echoed through the vast, deep cave, each echo producing a faint lingering echo.

The cave is extremely deep, and the further you go in, the softer the light becomes.

Deep within the cave, an extremely soft, colorful halo of light lingers, its vibrant colors shifting and changing, enveloping the entire space and creating a truly immersive atmosphere.

The source of this colorful light was a giant white dragon lying quietly asleep on its side.

This is the Silver Dragon King, the supreme ruler of all soul beasts and the dragon god after his split.

She was pure white, without a single blemish, and her entire body was covered with layers upon layers of fine scales. Each scale shimmered with a faint iridescent light, and was translucent yet hard, with a warm luster, making her look exceptionally exquisite.

The Silver Dragon King lay quietly in the deepest part of the cave, her body slightly curled up, her posture calm and seemingly harmless. But upon closer inspection, one could see a huge wound running from her chest down to her hind leg in her abdomen.

This wound was a fatal injury sustained during the war in the divine realm, when the gods severely damaged the injures the inhabitants. The scales around the wound were torn and broken, and the flesh was ripped apart. Even after countless years, it has not fully healed.

At this moment, the wound is still slowly wriggling, and a trace of pale silver fluid is slowly seeping out, repairing the damaged body little by little.

Yang Jian walked slowly towards the cave, without deliberately softening his steps, letting the sound of his footsteps echo in the empty cave.

The tranquil sound continued to reach his ears, and the Silver Dragon King, who had been in a deep slumber, twitched his ears slightly.

The next second, her eyes, which had been closed for countless years, slowly opened.

Those were a pair of exceptionally beautiful vertical pupils, with a silver-white base color and layers of iridescent light flowing slowly in the depths of their eyes, mysterious and noble.

For the first few moments after opening his eyes, the Silver Dragon King was still in a dazed state, half asleep and half awake. The seven-colored light in his eyes flowed slowly, as if he had just woken up from a long dream and his consciousness had not yet fully returned.

But the moment her gaze focused on Yang Jian's human figure, the seven-colored light flowing in her eyes suddenly froze, and then shattered and dissipated completely.

Her pupils contracted sharply, and her aura instantly became fierce and violent, unleashing the ferocity that had been dormant for countless years.

The enormous dragon head was raised high, its huge mouth opened wide, and a deafening roar echoed throughout the cave. The powerful sound waves shook the rock walls, and rocks fell in a shower: "You're asking for death!"

Enraged, the Silver Dragon King suddenly raised his massive body with incredible speed.

The hasty movement aggravated her still-healing abdominal injury, causing the laceration to reopen and more pale silver fluid to slowly seep out. However, she felt no pain, her mind filled only with rage and vigilance at being disturbed from her slumber.

Without the slightest hesitation, a ball of scorching fire quickly condensed deep in her throat. The fire rapidly expanded and heated up, carrying extreme elemental power. Then, a thick and powerful crimson pillar of fire erupted out, heading straight towards Yang Jian.

The scorching firelight instantly illuminated the entire dark cave, turning the cold rock walls a deep red. The temperature inside the cave soared instantly, and a sweltering heat filled the air.

Faced with this terrifying pillar of fire capable of burning everything and melting rocks, Yang Jian remained standing still, without flinching or showing any fear.

He simply raised his right hand and casually waved it in front of him.

A thick, condensed golden light barrier instantly unfolded, firmly blocking his way.

The raging, scorching pillar of fire crashed violently against the golden light barrier, but was blocked without causing the slightest ripple.

The fierce fire quickly split off along both sides of the light curtain, rushing across the rock wall and leaving two deep charred marks on the hard stone. Finally, the fire was exhausted and completely extinguished.