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

The ground instantly collapsed and sank, forming a giant crater hundreds of feet in diameter. The crater continued to spread outwards, and countless cracks covered the surrounding land for thousands of miles, a shocking sight.

The God of Destruction lay straight at the bottom of the deep pit, his limbs spread out and bent at an extremely twisted and unnatural angle, his body covered in divine blood, his clothes torn and disheveled. His once vast, domineering, and all-encompassing divine power had completely withered and dimmed.

He could clearly sense that the pure and boundless divine power within his body, accumulated over countless years, was rapidly and frantically draining away.

Like a completely punctured container filled with water, all the power accumulated over countless epochs is rapidly leaking out and dissipating, and there is no way to stop it.

The dark red divine light emanating from his body grew fainter and fainter, and the supreme aura of the God of Destruction rapidly diminished and dissipated.

He mustered his last bit of spiritual strength, struggling to raise his trembling hand, trying to grasp the fading divine power, trying to retain his cultivation and supreme authority, but all in vain.

The pure divine power is like fine sand between one's fingers. No matter how much one struggles or tries to hold on, it will flow away completely through the gaps in one's fingers and dissipate into the world, never to be retrieved.

"My divine power... no..." His weak murmurs were intermittent, growing softer and softer, the light in his eyes dimming rapidly, his vitality and divine essence completely dissipating, and the dignity of the supreme god-king being utterly crushed.

A moment later, all the dark red divine light around him completely extinguished, and his aura became completely silent. Like an ordinary body slowly cooling down and losing all vitality, he lay quietly at the bottom of the deep pit, no longer possessing any of the majesty and imposing presence of a god-king.

Yang Jian stood quietly at the edge of the deep pit, looking down at the God of Destruction at the bottom of the pit, who had completely lost the ability to resist and whose life force had been cut off. His expression was completely calm, without any pity or emotion.

He slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips forming a pure, silent golden fist force, and gently pushed it forward.

The silent, golden fist force instantly fell to the bottom of the pit, landing precisely on the remaining body of the God of Destruction, completely erasing his last trace of divine soul imprint.

At this moment, all the struggles, all the resentment, all the breath, and all the traces completely vanished.

The entire world fell silent instantly. The once mighty God-King of Destruction, who had dominated all the heavens and roamed the myriad realms, had completely perished and vanished without a trace.

High in the distance, the Goddess of Life witnessed the entire brutal battle, a swift and decisive victory. She watched as the God of Destruction, who had stood shoulder to shoulder with her for countless years and whose strength was equal to hers, was crushed and killed by three punches, utterly powerless to retaliate.

Her hands, which had been pressed against her body and imbued with immense life force, were now trembling uncontrollably. The green divine light at her fingertips flickered and was extremely unstable. Her mind was completely overwhelmed, filled with extreme shock and deep-seated fear.

Her lips trembled slightly, wanting to plead, to question, to stop the killing, but her throat seemed to be blocked by an invisible force, unable to utter a sound. All the words were stuck on her lips, and in the end, she could only swallow them back into her heart, powerless.

Fear, shock, helplessness, despair—all sorts of extreme emotions overwhelmed her, completely shattering her psychological defenses.

She clearly understood that Yang Jian's strength had reached a point where he could completely overwhelm all the gods in the God Realm, and no one or any power could stop him.

Yang Jian slowly turned his head, his gaze calmly fixed on the Goddess of Life standing suspended in the distance, his eyes indifferent and devoid of any emotion.

The Goddess of Life froze on the spot, caught in a dilemma. She dared not retreat and escape, fearing that it would anger Yang Jian and lead to an even faster massacre. She also dared not take a step forward. She could only stand quietly in the sky, her eyes filled with despair and deep vigilance.

Yang Jian made no unnecessary movements or said any unnecessary words. He gently raised his right hand, and a condensed, gentle, extremely fast, yet irresistible silver-white divine light flashed from his palm, instantly piercing through the vast sky and precisely enveloping and locking onto the body of the Goddess of Life.

The Goddess of Life's figure froze slightly in mid-air for a moment. The tough green divine light barrier around her shattered and dissolved instantly. Her divine power was sealed and extracted in an instant. Her body completely lost all support and slowly drifted down to the ground of the divine realm below. She had completely lost all her aura and fighting power and was powerless to resist.

Just moments after the two top god-kings fell one after another and the dust settled on the battlefield, the gods from all corners of the divine realm who had sensed the extreme battle fluctuations hurriedly rushed from their palaces, temples, and domains to the outer perimeter of the battlefield.

Chapter 330 My name is Yang Jian!

All the gods stopped a thousand miles away from the edge of the deep pit, not daring to approach even half a step. Their eyes were fixed on the lifeless, completely dull wreckage at the bottom of the pit. Everyone fell into extreme silence, and the entire place was completely silent.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive, with a chilling pressure enveloping every deity. No one dared to utter a sound, or even breathe loudly.

Some deities, with weaker minds, witnessed the horrific scene of two supreme god-kings being instantly crushed and killed. They were so frightened that they instinctively retreated, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. Some deities stood frozen in place, their heads bowed low, not daring to look directly at Yang Jian's figure, filled with awe and extreme fear. Others were completely stunned, their minds blank, their thoughts completely stagnant. They were utterly unable to accept the fact that two top god-kings had joined forces but were instantly killed and crushed. Their throats bobbed, but they couldn't utter a single word.

Yang Jian's indifferent gaze slowly swept over every deity present. His cold and calm eyes made all the deities' hearts tighten, and their bodies felt increasingly pressured. No one dared to meet his eyes, and they all lowered their heads to avoid him.

Immediately afterwards, he unleashed his vast and boundless spiritual power, like an impenetrable net, instantly covering every inch of the entire divine realm. No corner or hidden place was missed, and the state of all the gods and the aura of all the god-kings were clearly reflected in his perception.

Soon, his mental power accurately detected the traces of the benevolent god-king and the evil god-king.

The two hid in a remote and secluded side hall in the divine realm, a place where no one had visited for many years. They were listless and in extremely poor condition, no longer possessing their former majesty.

Compared to their previous meeting when they were full of vigor, in control of the situation, and dominating the divine realm, their current state has declined drastically.

His divine light was dim and weak, his divine power was dry and thin, and his soul was listless. He was like two wetlands that were slowly drying up and completely losing all vitality. He no longer had any of the majestic aura and supreme pressure of a top god-king.

The evil god-king, hiding in the side hall, sensed the overwhelming spiritual probe. He struggled to raise his heavy head and glanced in the direction of Yang Jian. His eyes were filled with dejection, despair, and helplessness. Then he quickly lowered his head again, completely giving up all resistance and struggle.

The benevolent god-king kept his head down the whole time, not daring to look up even a little. His aura was extremely weak, and he completely surrendered and did not make any move, nor did he dare to have the slightest thought of resistance.

Yang Jian instantly understood the state of the two.

Having experienced past clashes and the depletion of power over the long years, coupled with the ultimate shock of the fall of the two great god-kings of destruction and life, these two remaining supreme warriors of the divine realm have completely lost all threat and can no longer stir up any waves, becoming completely at the mercy of others.

He slowly withdrew his spiritual power that had spread throughout the entire divine realm, and looked once more at the various deities around him who were still trembling and silent with fear. His tone was calm but carried an absolute deterrent force as he slowly spoke: "Stay in the divine realm, behave yourself, and don't do anything underhanded again."

"Anyone who dares to cause trouble again will suffer the same fate as them, bringing about their own destruction."

In a simple sentence, without fierce threats or furious warnings, but carrying an absolute rule that could not be questioned, all the gods felt a chill in their hearts, firmly remembering this taboo, and never daring to harbor any disloyal thoughts again.

After saying this, Yang Jian ignored everyone, turned around and walked slowly towards the barrier at the edge of the God Realm, preparing to leave the God Realm and return to the Douluo Plane.

But just as he took two steps, his figure suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere of the entire world instantly froze.

A terrifying sense of oppression, far heavier, more domineering, more extreme, and far surpassing the level of all the God Kings, descended from the depths of the highest nine heavens of the God Realm. It instantly enveloped the entire God Realm, making all the gods struggle to breathe, their divine bodies tremble, and their souls feel suppressed. They didn't even have the strength to look up at the sky.

The sky over the entire divine realm suddenly darkened, the wind and clouds for thousands of miles instantly froze, and all the divine power in the sky solidified completely, leaving only endless supreme majesty and a terrifying aura that crushed everything.

A figure, entirely gilded and shrouded in endless, profound patterns of rules, slowly emerged from the center of the highest heavens, hovering silently ten thousand meters above the sky, overlooking the entire divine realm.

This figure has no specific facial features, and its form is unstable, sometimes solid and sometimes illusory. Layers upon layers of profound and mysterious rules of the origin of heaven and earth flow around it. Each ray of light represents the highest order and law of the heavens, and is the embodiment of the will of heaven that transcends all gods.

His voice was not a single person's tone, but countless voices of the Heavenly Dao overlapping and merging together, grand, vast, cold, and ruthless, resounding throughout the myriad realms and shaking the entire divine realm: "You are an anomaly in the plane, violating the order of the heavens."

"It must be suppressed."

The moment the words fell, the golden figure slowly raised its gilded giant hand, palm aimed at Yang Jian below, its oppressive aura locking him in, leaving him nowhere to escape.

A thick, boundless, dazzling golden beam of light, spanning the heavens and the earth, burst forth from his palm with an overwhelming aura that could destroy the world, crush all heavens, and purify heretics. It tore through the sky for thousands of miles and fell straight down from the highest heavens, fiercely suppressing Yang Jian.

This pillar of light contains the most supreme power of the order and rules of the heavens. It is a deadly power that the will of the Heavenly Dao specifically uses to suppress heretics in different planes and eliminate anomalies in the Heavenly Dao. Its power far surpasses any move of the Four Great God Kings. It is a true ultimate killing divine power of the heavens.

Once struck, even the most powerful divine body would instantly shatter, its soul and spirit annihilated, vanishing without a trace.

The gods below were all shaken to their core when they saw this beam of light that stretched across the heavens and earth. They instinctively held their breath, their bodies stiffened, and their hearts were filled with extreme shock and fear. No one dared to believe that the supreme will of the heavens would personally appear to suppress one person.

Faced with this deadly beam of light, which was enough to crush everything and destroy him, Yang Jian showed no panic or fear whatsoever, his mind as steady as an ancient divine mountain.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze calmly fixed on the immense pillar of light rapidly descending from above, its power overwhelming. A slight smile played on his lips as he spoke softly, "Finally, you've shown yourself."

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet firmly planted themselves in the void of the divine realm, his posture upright and unmoving, no matter how much the pressure of heaven and earth crushed him, his figure remained completely still.

Slowly clench your right hand into a tight fist.

The golden patterns that were already flowing on the surface of his arm suddenly lit up, the golden light surged, and the layers of divine patterns rapidly operated, overlapped, and connected, like endless fuses that had been completely ignited, continuously drawing out all the power that had been accumulating within his body for five years.

All the physical reserves accumulated after breaking through the realm, all the rare and precious materials gathered over five years of traveling across two continents, the pure faith of hundreds of millions of people, and the perfectly tempered physical body and soul—all these forces converged and merged into one at this moment, without reservation.

Yang Jian's right arm muscles tensed, his strength instantly soared to its peak, and his aura exploded completely, sweeping across the entire world. Then he suddenly threw a punch forward and upward!

The pure and domineering fist force broke through all the constraints of heaven and earth, rapidly condensing, expanding, and refining in mid-air, instantly transforming into a giant golden pillar of light that blotted out the sun and stretched across the sky. With the overwhelming power of going against the tide, shattering all rules, and breaking through the constraints of all heavens, it crashed straight into the pillar of heavenly order light falling from above!

Two golden beams of light, representing the ultimate power of all the heavens, collided violently thousands of miles above the divine realm!

"Crack—Boom!!!"

A deafening, extreme explosion instantly resounded throughout the myriad realms, the powerful sound waves sweeping across the entire divine realm and the surrounding chaotic void. Endless divine light exploded wildly, and dazzling golden light filled the entire world, so brilliant that it was impossible to look directly at it. All the gods subconsciously closed their eyes and avoided it.

The terrifying energy shockwave spread wildly in all directions, causing the divine realm to tremble violently. The clouds in the sky completely collapsed into nothingness, and the void was filled with layers of folds and ripples. Countless floating divine stones shattered instantly.

The outcome was decided in the next second, with no suspense whatsoever.

Yang Jian's condensed golden fist energy pillar was domineering and unparalleled, breaking through the situation against the odds. It directly pierced through the suppressing pillar of the Heavenly Order, unstoppable and without the slightest pause, and straight through the golden figure of the Heavenly Order in the sky!

The supreme Heavenly Order figure shattered and disintegrated from its center. The mysterious and profound rules on its surface, like rocks weathered for thousands of years, rapidly peeled away, disintegrated, and vanished, breaking layer by layer.

He hovered stiffly in the sky, his remaining body constantly crumbling and disintegrating. Looking down at his completely pierced and dissipating torso, the overlapping voices of the Heavenly Dao were filled with extreme confusion, disbelief, and deep resentment, echoing intermittently: "No... impossible... how could you... contend with the order of the heavens..." Before he could finish speaking, his body had completely disintegrated and vanished. The golden light of the rules and the power of the order of the heavens scattered and disappeared into the world, leaving no trace.

The entire divine realm instantly returned to silence, and the supreme heavens were devoid of any oppressive force. The figure of the Heavenly Dao Will that had shaken all the heavens and controlled order had completely perished and vanished, no longer existing.

Yang Jian stood quietly high in the sky, his posture upright and his bearing majestic, with golden light slowly flowing around him.

The scattered, residual light of the supreme order of heaven and earth did not drift away. Instead, it was drawn to his body by an invisible force, continuously converging towards him and slowly merging into his body, becoming part of his power.

The Heavenly Dao order rules that originally belonged to the highest heavens were gradually merging, harmonizing, and unifying with the golden divine patterns on his body, and were being completely controlled and assimilated by him.

At the same time, right in the center of his forehead, a tightly closed vertical pupil was slowly gathering, shaping, and taking shape, exuding an overwhelming aura.

Although this vertical eye was tightly closed at the moment and had not opened, it had already opened up a completely new perspective on the world for him, allowing his perception dimension to leap completely, no longer limited to the cognitive range of mortals, soul masters, and gods, but reaching the origin of all heavens.

At this moment, he could clearly see the flow of every wisp of air in the world, see through the operating rules of every bit of energy in the void, and accurately perceive the pulsating rhythm, strength changes and original defects of the divine power core in the body of every god below. In his eyes, there was no secret about any rules, any power and any living being in the world.

Yang Jian slowly raised his head, looking down at the vast and boundless divine realm below, and then at the boundless and desolate chaotic void in the distance.

His voice was deep and resonant, carrying the supreme majesty of one who rules over all heavens and governs all laws. It slowly descended from the sky and echoed throughout all the heavens and myriad realms.

"From this day forward, my name is Yang Jian!"

—The End—