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

The marks are visibly fading away.

In a short while, his robes were clean and smooth again, as if the fierce attack had never happened.

After the five first-level deities who launched the siege finished their all-out attack, they stopped their moves and paused briefly to gather their strength.

The five of them quickly exchanged glances.

Everyone's eyes were filled with shock and disbelief.

The five of them joined forces and did their best to deliver a fatal blow, but they couldn't even scratch their opponent's skin or force them to move an inch.

The deity holding the spear instinctively took a half step back.

He gripped the spear tightly with both hands, blocking it horizontally in front of him, his whole body tense, focused and on guard.

A deep sense of dread had already arisen in his heart.

The deity, wielding two short blades, crossed his arms, with the blades protecting his chest.

He lowered his body slightly, his aura erratic and swaying.

The confidence that they were certain of victory has completely vanished.

The imposing deity wielding a giant hammer stood motionless.

His tiger-like eyes were fixed on Yang Jian, with an uncontrollable tremor hidden deep within them, his heart deeply shaken.

The deity, whose movement skills were unparalleled, became ethereal and retreated rapidly.

It only re-solidified itself when it was dozens of feet away in mid-air, maintaining a safe distance and not daring to get close again.

The deity controlling the black orb of light retreated to the furthest point.

He gathered black light in his hands again, preparing to launch a second attack.

This time, however, the black light condensed much more slowly, and the divine power in his palm became disordered.

This is enough to show that he was in a state of turmoil and anxiety at the moment.

Chapter 311 How did you end up in the God Realm?

The gun-wielding deity's lips twitched slightly, as if he intended to speak to test the waters and break the strange stalemate.

Before he could even utter a word, Yang Jian took the initiative.

He took a small step forward.

The movements were slow and gentle, without generating any impact whatsoever.

But to the gun-wielding deity, this step was ridiculously fast.

In the blink of an eye, it covered several meters and appeared directly in front of him.

The gun-wielding deity was greatly alarmed and instinctively retreated backward, trying to raise his gun to block and defend.

However, his reaction speed seemed exceptionally slow compared to Yang Jian's.

A three-pointed, double-edged sword quietly appeared in Yang Jian's hand.

The blade is long and sharp, its cold light chilling and intimidating.

The blade gently extended forward, piercing through the opponent's chest armor and embedding itself into their body.

The entire set of movements was crisp and clean, without any unnecessary delays.

The gun-wielding deity froze on the spot, remaining motionless in a backward blocking posture.

He lowered his head, staring blankly at the sharp blade protruding from his chest.

His eyes were filled with disbelief, and his own life force was rapidly slipping away.

Seeing their companion fall victim, the remaining four deities did not hesitate for a moment and immediately launched a counterattack in unison.

The dual-bladed deity retreated rapidly, his two short blades crossed in front of him, forming a tight defensive barrier in an attempt to block Yang Jian's attack.

Yang Jian continued his sword strikes without stopping, turning his body accordingly, and slashed straight out with his three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The two short blades, crafted from divine materials, were utterly vulnerable in the face of this domineering power.

The interlocking defenses shattered instantly, and the two short blades broke off in the middle.

The fractured sections were flat and smooth, rendering both artifacts unusable.

The burly, hammer-wielding deity roared, unleashing all his divine power.

With immense force, the giant hammer in his hand slammed down towards Yang Jian's head, hoping to break the deadlock through sheer brute force.

Yang Jian neither dodged nor flinched; he simply raised his hand casually and flicked it outwards with the back of his hand.

The terrifyingly heavy hammer was deflected from its trajectory.

The giant hammer slammed heavily onto the divine light road behind them.

boom.

A tremendous noise erupted.

The solid and sturdy light path was smashed into a deep dent, and cracks spread in all directions.

This attack was terrifyingly powerful, yet it still couldn't touch Yang Jian at all.

On the other side, the fastest-moving deity materialized ten feet behind Yang Jian.

Before the sneak attack could be fully prepared, the scene before him suddenly blurred.

Yang Jian's figure appeared out of thin air in front of him.

His calm, expressionless face was right in front of me.

He had no time to feel fear, no time to do anything.

My vision went completely black, and my consciousness vanished.

The last deity who controlled the black light had retreated to the furthest position.

After consuming a great deal of divine power, two dark orbs of light were finally condensed again.

He gritted his teeth and pushed the ball of light forward with all his might, intending to severely damage his opponent from a distance.

The moment the ball of light left his hand, Yang Jian's figure on the other side vanished completely.

The next instant, his hands suddenly went empty.

All the power accumulated in his palm dissipated instantly.

He subconsciously looked down at his hands.

The sleeves were empty, and both arms had been cleanly severed.

The black light, which had not yet had a chance to erupt, lost its power carrier and slowly dissipated in mid-air.

Excruciating pain swept through my body, and I lost my support and fell downwards.

In just a few breaths, all five top-tier first-level gods were defeated.

The five bodies lost their strength one after another and fell from mid-air, plummeting straight into the thick sea of ​​clouds below.

The clouds churned and surged violently, engulfing all five people.

After a short while, the clouds slowly closed, restoring the calm of the day.

It was as if the breathtaking battle between the gods had never happened, leaving no trace whatsoever.

The sea of ​​clouds in the divine realm continued to flow slowly and peacefully as always.

Yang Jian slightly tightened his wrist, and the three-pointed double-edged sword vanished into thin air.

He glanced around at the empty surroundings, his expression unchanging.

He turned around and continued walking steadily forward along the path of divine light that had been dented and cracked by the giant hammer.

He walked with ease; the fierce battle that had just taken place was to him as casually clearing away a few pebbles on the road.

……

In the distant council hall of the divine realm, the atmosphere had reached its peak of tension.

The God of Destruction slowly stood up from his seat.

The movements were slow, and every joint in the body rotated steadily and orderly.

An overwhelming pressure swept through the entire council hall.

The benevolent god-king and the evil god-king stood up at the same time.

His aura completely subsided, and there was no trace of relaxation left.

The goddess of life slowly rose from her seat, her hands, which had been resting on her knees, falling to her sides.

The gentle light in her eyes faded, replaced by a deep solemnity.

The four divine kings disappeared from the council hall at almost the same time.

His movements were incredibly unpredictable, traversing thousands of miles in an instant.

Reappearing in their own form, the four of them were now hovering directly in front of Yang Jian's path of light.

It completely blocked the entire road ahead.

The four people stood in neat rows, each occupying their designated positions.

The benevolent god-king stood on the left, his aura gentle, yet his presence concealed a formidable majesty.

The evil god-king stood on the right, his aura cold and deep, his thoughts and emotions difficult to discern.

The God of Destruction stood in the center, slightly forward, with a faint aura of destruction emanating from him, and his imposing presence was the strongest among the four.

The Goddess of Life landed in the rear, her aura peaceful and soothing, yet she firmly locked down the entire battlefield, controlling the flow of life in the surrounding world.

Four gazes belonging to the Supreme God-King simultaneously fell upon Yang Jian in front of him.

His gaze remained fixed, without shifting even slightly.

The moment they saw Yang Jian's face clearly, the expressions of the four god-kings changed slightly at the same time.

Long-buried memories were awakened in an instant.