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

The moment the aura of the God of War dissipated, their eyes simultaneously narrowed.

Their eyes met, both filled with surprise and seriousness.

The relaxed atmosphere in the hall vanished instantly.

The goddess of life, sitting to the side, has always been gentle and calm, with little emotional fluctuation.

At this moment, the slender hand placed on the table quietly closed, and the fingertips curled slightly.

His previously calm demeanor wavered, and disbelief flashed across his eyes.

Outside the council chamber, in the long corridor, stood dozens of first-level deities.

These people are the top echelon of the divine realm's combat power, stationed here year-round, awaiting the divine king's orders.

The atmosphere inside the hall changed, the aura of the God of War disappeared, and everyone in the corridor could sense it.

The atmosphere in the corridor instantly became lively.

A first-level god took two steps forward, his fighting spirit rising, and his words were powerful and full of fighting spirit.

"Your Majesty, I request permission to go to the battlefield and rid the divine realm of this scourge!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone next to him chimed in.

"I am also willing to go! He is merely an outsider from the lower realm; there is no need for four God-Kings to personally intervene. We are more than capable of suppressing him!"

More and more deities called out to volunteer for the battle, their voices rising and falling in waves.

Every voice was exceptionally firm.

Everyone was filled with fighting spirit, their eyes sharp.

No one felt weak, and no one retreated.

In their understanding, outsiders trespassing into the divine realm and killing the chief god is a blatant trampling on the dignity of the divine realm.

They must be severely punished; no one is willing to back down an inch.

Inside the council chamber, the God of Destruction slowly raised his head.

His deep eyes swept over the group of first-level gods outside the gate, their fighting spirits soaring.

He stood tall and straight, exuding a cold and dignified aura.

After a brief silence, he slowly began to speak.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was extremely penetrating, and everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Five first-level gods will be selected to fight."

His tone was cold and stern; the orders of the God-King were not to be disobeyed.

"Show no mercy when attacking; kill without exception. If the battle situation becomes unusual or you encounter any mishap, immediately send a message back to the council hall."

He paused briefly, a sense of pressure emanating from his eyes, and continued in a deep voice.

"If the situation gets out of control, I, the God-King, will personally intervene."

Chapter 310 Fear

Once the order was given, five figures in the corridor rose into the air.

The five people sped off in the same direction.

It moved at incredible speed, tearing through the sky above the divine realm.

These five individuals are all top-tier first-level deities in the divine realm, possessing formidable individual combat strength and unique abilities.

With the five of them working together, they were able to suppress the vast majority of unrest in the divine realm.

Each of the five deities possesses a unique divine artifact, unleashing their full aura. Their appearances are all different, and their fighting styles vary greatly.

The leader was holding an extremely long spear.

The gun has a long and sturdy barrel. When flying and traveling, golden divine fire constantly gathers at the tip of the gun and burns fiercely.

The flames were dazzling, and the attack focused on a frontal assault to break through the enemy's formation.

The second person held a silver short blade in each hand.

The short blade is slender and sharp, with dense silver arcs of electricity wrapped around its body, crackling and flashing incessantly.

They possess exceptional movement speed and excel at close-quarters attacks and hit-and-run tactics.

The third person was tall and imposing, several times larger than ordinary deities.

His body is muscular and firm, and you can tell at a glance that he is very strong.

He was carrying a huge, heavy hammer with a massive head.

The hammerhead was enveloped in a slowly rotating layer of dark brown divine light.

The battle relies on sheer brute force, with heavy hammers shattering the opponent's defenses.

The fourth person was thin and moved the fastest among the five.

During the flight, its form constantly shifted between real and illusory, leaving behind a large number of overlapping afterimages.

Its movements are unpredictable, making it difficult for opponents to pinpoint its true body. It is specifically designed for rapid surprise attacks and instantaneous strikes.

The last person was empty-handed and unarmed.

Each of his two palms held a ball of pitch-black light.

The sphere of light was not large, and its interior was compressed to the extreme by force, making it completely black and devoid of light.

It contains extremely powerful explosive force, making it a domineering long-range killing move.

The five people had a clear division of labor, covering both ranged and melee combat, and possessing speed and strength.

They swiftly traversed layer upon layer of clouds, passing by one floating divine palace after another.

Avoiding the obstruction of the scattered buildings, they approached Yang Jian's location at full speed.

They arrived in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Yang Jian continued to walk steadily forward along the path of divine light.

The scenery along the light road is quite unique.

Scattered among them are numerous divine structures of various shapes and sizes.

Some halls are complete and solemn, with divine light surrounding them.

Many others are now just half-broken ruins, standing silently on the edge of the sea of ​​clouds.

A thin layer of silvery-white moss grows on the surface of the wall, clinging tightly to the stone wall.

Golden sunlight shone down, reflecting off the moss in tiny dappled patterns, creating an atmosphere of desolate coldness.

The surroundings were quiet, with no extra noise.

A sharp, rapid sound piercing the air broke the silence in the distance.

Five powerful divine auras instantly locked onto Yang Jian.

They quickly surrounded the enemy from five different directions, blocking all routes of advance and retreat.

In the blink of an eye, five figures landed around Yang Jian.

Each side seized the best offensive and defensive positions, surrounding the enemy from all sides, leaving no openings.

After landing, the five people didn't ask any further questions or make any attempts to probe.

Their eyes were icy cold, a murderous intent rising within them, and their cooperation was perfectly synchronized.

The next second, five terrifying attacks with completely different styles erupted at the same time.

The golden spear, wreathed in raging divine fire, tore through the air with a piercing whistling sound, aiming straight for Yang Jian's vital chest, striking at his fatal spot.

Two short blades wreathed in silver electric arcs slashed down simultaneously from the left and right sides.

The lightning flashed incessantly, completely blocking any path for sidestepping; the moves were cunning and fierce.

The heavy, brown hammer, carrying immense power capable of crushing everything, crashed down from the sky, aiming straight for the enemy's head, intending to deliver a devastating blow.

The fastest-moving deity transformed into a blurry afterimage, swiftly passing behind Yang Jian, leaving a long, thin silver trail of light, concealing a sneak attack.

Two compressed black orbs of light, carrying explosive force, shot out rapidly from directly in front, aiming at the face and abdomen respectively, cutting off any chance of survival.

The five first-level deities unleashed their full power, their attacks covering all directions.

Combining close-range and long-range tactics, and integrating offense and defense, it can be considered an unstoppable, lethal offensive.

Even if it were an ordinary god, being besieged like this, they would be severely injured and defeated in an instant.

Faced with the overwhelming five attacks, Yang Jian stood firmly on the path of light, without moving an inch from beginning to end.

He appeared calm and composed.

All five powerful attacks landed squarely on him, without missing a single one.

The golden spear light struck his chest, creating a dull, heavy boom.

Divine light scattered everywhere, and the air currents vibrated violently, but Yang Jian's body was not shaken in the slightest.

Silver arcs of electricity struck the fabric of his arms and shoulders, making a continuous hissing sound, leaving faint charred marks on the material.

The dark brown giant hammer slammed down on his head, but just as it was about to touch his hair, an invisible barrier forcefully deflected it.

The giant hammer, carrying all its immense power, crumbled on the spot.

The silver streak that swept past behind me grazed my side, leaving only a faint white mark that caused no pain whatsoever.

Two deadly black orbs of light, a foot away from his face and abdomen, collided with an invisible barrier completely unseen by the naked eye.

A violent explosion suddenly rang out.

The black orb shattered instantly, turning into countless tiny black specks that drifted and dissipated in all directions, eliminating the threat completely.

Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and glanced at his clothes.

The fabric had a few scorch marks and several minor tears, making it look somewhat messy.

These signs of damage will not last long.