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

The Sword of Destruction swelled to a length of over a hundred feet.

The God of Destruction gripped the sword hilt with both hands and slashed downwards fiercely.

The colossal sword of destruction, imbued with the power to annihilate everything, slashed down towards Yang Jian from above.

At the same moment, countless golden swords rained down like a storm, piercing towards Yang Jian.

Thousands upon thousands of black, barbed chains of malevolent energy shot in from all directions, attempting to bind and imprison them.

Countless thick vines and giant trees grew wildly from the ground and the void, binding and sealing off all escape routes.

At the same time, all four supreme powers descended upon Yang Jian's location.

Chapter 315 The Prelude to the Storm

A massive explosion erupted, its blinding light illuminating the entire sea of ​​clouds as if it were daytime.

A deafening roar followed one after another, resounding continuously.

The violent shockwave spread wildly in all directions.

The layers of clouds were blown away by the shockwave, revealing the dark void behind them.

Numerous suspended divine stones and small building fragments were blown away by the shockwave and flew wildly into the distance.

At the heart of the battlefield, various forces clashed and intertwined wildly.

The four divine powers of destruction, good, evil, and life rage wildly.

The four divine kings hovered in mid-air, their eyes fixed on the center of the explosion's light.

No matter how powerful one is, it is absolutely impossible to survive the combined attack of the four God-Kings without holding back.

The intense light from the explosion lasted for a long time before slowly fading away.

The fragments of power slowly dispersed amidst the billowing dust.

The scene at the heart of the battlefield slowly unfolded before the four divine kings.

Yang Jian remained standing in the same spot.

His robes were badly torn, with frayed edges, and covered in dust from the explosion.

There were no obvious injuries on his body.

A thin, semi-transparent barrier enveloped his entire body.

The combined attack of the four great god-kings was completely blocked by this barrier.

The original path of divine light beneath our feet has been completely destroyed.

Large sections of the light path completely disappeared, leaving only a few fragments of broken rocks floating in the void.

Yang Jian slowly raised his head and looked at the four God Kings in mid-air with solemn expressions.

The relentless onslaught from the god-king level did not inflict any substantial wounds on him.

However, enduring continuous attacks from the power of a god-king level is not without its drawbacks.

His breathing became slightly heavier than before.

The God of Destruction paused abruptly as he looked at the scene before him.

Even if one had already anticipated that the opponent was extremely strong, seeing someone withstand the combined attack of four people without being injured was still hard to accept.

The gentle expression on the face of the benevolent god-king vanished completely.

His eyes were filled with seriousness.

He knew in his heart that what happened today had far exceeded expectations.

Taking down this person would be incredibly difficult.

The evil god-king's face was gloomy.

The injuries inflicted by that counter-punch had not yet fully subsided.

The flow of divine power within his body was still slightly sluggish.

The goddess of life looked solemn.

Her gaze swept carefully over Yang Jian's body, trying to probe the source of his power.

However, layers of invisible forces blocked the way, making it impossible to detect anything.

The four divine kings exchanged glances, each able to see the shock in the other's heart.

“This person’s strength has already surpassed the level of a main god,” the Kind God King said slowly.

“Even if the four of us join forces, killing him will not be easy,” the Goddess of Life added softly.

The evil god-king spoke coldly.

"It will be difficult, but we must fight. If we let this person go unchecked, the divine realm will never have peace."

The God of Destruction nodded in agreement.

"Keep attacking. Don't give him a chance to breathe and regroup."

As soon as he finished speaking, the four divine kings once again activated their divine power, preparing to launch a new round of fierce attacks.

Yang Jian stood on the broken, shattered rocks of the void.

Looking at the four God Kings opposite them, who were gathering their strength once again.

He knew that the real battle was just beginning.

A cold and domineering roar suddenly exploded in the sky above the entire divine realm, causing the thick clouds to surge, tear, and recombine wildly. Even the divine realm's sky, which had remained stable for billions of years and had withstood countless chaotic tides without wavering, trembled and shook violently.

The roar of the God of Destruction was not merely a sound wave, but a divine sound imbued with the ultimate destructive power. It forcefully smashed through every corner of heaven and earth, piercing through layers of spatial barriers, causing countless floating divine mountains to shed rocks and the glazed tiles of temples to shatter with a deafening roar. The sound carried a resolute determination to go all out, leaving no room for retreat or wishful thinking.

At this moment, the last trace of arrogance in the heart of the God of Destruction was completely crushed, and he fully recognized the cruel reality.

He no longer harbored any illusions, nor did he intend to hold back even the slightest trick or conceal his true strength. All his trump cards and all his resources would be revealed today.

The young figure standing in the center of the battlefield opposite them, from stepping into the realm of gods and crushing all the gods along the way to this confrontation, has shown an unparalleled strength that has completely shattered the constant balance of power in the realm of gods for billions of years.

Today's battle will either result in the enemy's sudden collapse and demise in the divine realm, or the four god-kings who hold the highest authority in the divine realm will be completely dethroned and lose all their foothold, and from now on, the legend of the four god-kings will cease to exist in the divine realm.

"Everyone, hold back! Go all out!"

The God of Destruction twisted his neck violently, his bones cracking with a sharp, shattering sound. His gaze, sharp as a blade of destruction, swept quickly over the solemn-faced God of Kindness beside him and the chillingly evil God of Evil. Then, he turned and locked his gaze on the Goddess of Life, who stood quietly behind him, her aura restrained.

His gaze was extremely solemn, his eyes surging with unprecedented fear and determination. He spoke rapidly, his words filled with barely suppressed urgency, each one carrying the weight of a divine king's Dao heart.

"You have all seen it with your own eyes. This person's current strength, taken alone, is enough to easily suppress any one of our four God Kings!"

In a one-on-one fight, none of us can match him!

Once he fully stabilizes his position today, firmly establishes himself on the Great Dao of the God Realm, and completely solidifies his aura, foundation, and status, there will be no place for the four of us in the entire God Realm anymore!

These words are not exaggerated or alarmist; they are the most truthful and cruel conclusion drawn by the God of Destruction based on the several brief collisions and clashes of divine power that had just occurred.

The opponent's physical body, divine power, Daoist essence, and spiritual foundation all transcend the established power rules of the God Realm, representing an unknown level that surpasses the four primordial god kings.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the high sky of the divine realm was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe. The solidified killing intent and heavy pressure intertwined to form an invisible giant net, covering the entire vast sky.

The pure spiritual energy of the divine realm, which was originally flowing freely and nourishing all things, was now completely frozen in mid-air, motionless. Even the lightest innate spiritual winds stopped completely, as if even the primordial energy between heaven and earth was afraid of the extremely tense situation in the field and dared not make the slightest move.

The four top-tier God-Kings, who wielded the most core authority in the God Realm and governed the four fundamental Great Daos, all abandoned their usual dignified and composed demeanor, looking down upon all living beings. They were all on high alert, their divine runes glowing, and their nerves and divine senses taut.

All their attention, all their spiritual power, and all their primal perception were locked onto the young figure in front of them, not daring to relax for even a moment.

The Evil God King did not utter a single word from beginning to end. His indifferent and cold expression remained unchanged year after year, and his eyes were calm and expressionless. Outsiders could not see into his heart or detect any emotional fluctuations.

But the other three god-kings who had known him for countless eons knew that his extreme silence and calm were always the prelude to a monstrous storm. The more silent he was, the more terrifying the killing intent he accumulated.

Chapter 316 Envelops the Entire Battlefield

At this moment, the God of Destruction tightened his grip on the pitch-black staff, his knuckles revealing the ashen white of his divine bones, and the originally dim void patterns on the staff head quietly lit up with a dark, flowing light.

A dense, almost tangible mass of black, malevolent energy slowly condensed and surged at the top of the staff. Sometimes it rapidly expanded and stretched out, transforming into a black lotus about ten feet long, and sometimes it slightly contracted and gathered, condensing into a tiny black dot of light. The rhythm of its fluctuations was both eerie and vivid, carrying a terrifying cadence that devoured all life and divine power.

Anyone who gets within a hundred feet of this energy zone can clearly sense the terrifying power it contains—this evil force is enough to instantly tear apart a ten-thousand-foot-tall divine mountain, collapse an endless star river, and annihilate a medium-sized divine domain. It requires no accumulation or preparation, no Daoist guidance; as long as it moves its mind, it can instantly and completely erupt, engulfing the entire battlefield.

The benevolent god-king nodded slightly, his movements steady and firm, completely determined to fight to the death without the slightest hesitation.

The soft white light that had been swirling around the tip of the pure white staff in his hand, originally imbued with a warm texture and full of life-purifying power, instantly lost all its warmth and gentleness. The once rounded and warm edge of the light instantly became sharp and condensed, transforming into layers of fierce light blades. The overall outline was clear and cold, and strands of extremely sharp killing and restraining aura continued to spread wildly in all directions.

This power has completely shed its former gentle attributes of saving the world and comforting all things, and has transformed into a top-level divine light that is specifically used to counterbalance the most extreme forces, kill and win, and suppress powerful enemies. The way of balancing good and evil has been completely reversed, and the protection of good has been transformed into killing, which is the only way to deal with all domineering and ruthless techniques.

The goddess of life, standing at the very back, is the one who appears the most peaceful and serene among the four.

She didn't nod in response or speak in agreement. Her expression remained calm, gentle, and elegant, but the invisible tension around her, the slightly undulating strands of hair, and the stagnant aura around her all revealed her extreme caution and vigilance.

She slowly raised her slender hands and brought them together in front of her chest. Her palms gently clasped together, her fingers interlocked, and a clear, translucent light green glow rapidly condensed in her palms.

This green light flows and circulates, endlessly regenerating, carrying the most primordial and purest life force of the divine realm. It is the source of power that nurtures billions of living beings in the divine realm and nourishes all things in heaven and earth.

On the surface, this green light is gentle and harmless, as warm as water, no different from ordinary life energy. But inside, it hides the ultimate power to control all things in heaven and earth and lock the fate of all lives.

The Great Dao of Life encompasses everything and governs life and death. It can nurture all living beings and nourish all things, but it can also imprison them, seal their fortunes, and lock away all escape routes. This is the supreme and unique divine power of the Goddess of Life, which ordinary god-kings and top deities simply cannot comprehend or decipher.

Without any unnecessary words or tedious pre-battle preparations, the God of Destruction, the most fierce, decisive, and ruthless of the four, broke the silence first and launched a fierce attack, thus beginning the most epic four-god siege battle in the history of the divine realm.

He gripped the Destruction Sword tightly with both hands, divine power surging from his palms, firmly locking the hilt. The Destruction Dao patterns that had been condensed over billions of years around his body awakened, making his entire body scorching hot.

The dense, ancient dark red patterns covering the entire blade of the sword suddenly lit up with a dazzling crimson light. The patterns connected and formed a network of destructive Dao patterns that covered the entire divine sword.

A dense, dark red destructive divine power surged forth like a bursting dam, instantly enveloping and covering the entire divine sword. Layers of radiant light surged, rolled, intertwined, and collided on the sword's surface.

Inside the ball of light, countless tiny red dots of light leaped and flickered incessantly. Within each tiny dot of light lay the purest, most domineering, and most extreme destructive power—a primal force capable of overturning heaven and earth.

These tiny specks of light, if any one of them were separated, could easily tear apart a towering divine mountain, shatter a thousand-mile divine domain, and annihilate countless gods. This is enough to show that the destructive power of this ordinary attack-level divine ability has reached the ceiling of combat power of conventional moves in the divine realm.

The muscles in the arms of the God of Destruction were taut and firm, and the ultimate power of the God of Destruction's body was unleashed. He raised the incomparably heavy God of Destruction Sword, which carried billions of destructive energies, high above his head.

The destructive power accumulated to its limit was unleashed without reservation, pouring out along the sword. With all his might, he slashed downwards with the immense force that could shatter the void!

"Destructive Storm Slash!"

With a deafening roar that shook the heavens and tore through the clouds for thousands of miles, a massive, dark red slash, over a thousand feet wide, detached from the sword. Carrying an overwhelming power to crush everything, shatter all things, and annihilate all living beings, it swept up a storm of destruction and pressed straight towards Yang Jian in front of him.

The tip of this slash was not a smooth surface, but rather a dense array of serrated light blades, each edge extremely sharp, condensing pure destructive power. Any gust of wind could cleave through top-tier divine armor, sever the divine body of a god-king, and cut off the foundation of a divine soul, maximizing its destructive force.