Beneath the pitch-black sky, Indra, his body wreathed in lightning, floated in the air, surrounded by dense ball lightning that emitted a low hum.
On the ground, a battered carriage was parked to the side, and Master Chen, dressed in white, stood in front of the carriage.
The birdsong and fragrant flowers around him were constantly shattered and reconstructed by thunder, like a blade of grass swaying in the wind and rain, which, despite the violent shaking, still stood tall.
Master Chen held a ruler in his hand, striking the falling lightning repeatedly. The tip of the ruler was charred black. He stood there with a gloomy face, and the burn marks left by the lightning on his white clothes were clearly visible.
"You ant, if you had continued hiding in the car, I might not have been able to do anything to you..." Indra looked down at the disheveled Master Chen and sneered, "But you insisted on courting death by coming out to fight me. Now, do you think you can leave?!"
Boom—!!
A thick bolt of lightning struck Master Chen's head, but was mostly dispersed by the ruler in his hand. The remaining part struck his mind, causing Master Chen to groan and turn pale.
He snorted coldly, straightened his back, and said loudly:
"They killed my people and destroyed my land. If I still try to avoid war now, how can I face the people of the Great Xia Kingdom?"
"How dare you act so recklessly on the territory of Great Xia?!"
Master Chen swung his ruler repeatedly, unleashing a surging killing intent that swept across the sky, almost solidifying into a tangible form. The clear sound of reading aloud emanated from within his mind, its momentum magnificent and awe-inspiring!
Indra's body transformed into lightning, and his right foot suddenly kicked the killing intent. Lightning surged, shattering the killing intent!
"Ridiculous!" Indra's eyes flashed with disdain. "You bunch of mortals, you truly overestimate yourselves! Don't forget, your Great Xia has no gods, so... who gave you the audacity to provoke us deities?!"
Indra stomped down again, shattering a large portion of Master Chen's mental "scenery." Master Chen coughed up a mouthful of blood and staggered back several steps.
"A bunch of ants dare to challenge the gods? Do you even deserve it?!" Indra's sneer echoed between heaven and earth.
Master Chen gripped the ruler tightly in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, straightened his chest once more, and proudly faced the thunder of the heavens.
"Today, even if I sacrifice my life, I will show you, you outward gods, what it truly means... that the Great Xia cannot be bullied!"
The inner world of Master Chen was in turmoil; the birdsong and fragrant flowers had vanished, replaced by a blood-red abyss.
A cold yet powerful aura emanated from it, as if some extremely terrifying killing move was brewing.
Just then, a dazzling divine light shot out from between the cities, piercing through the three realms of heaven and earth, and instantly pierced through the multiple layers of thunderclouds that had been pressing down on the city, creating an exaggeratedly large hole!
A terrifying aura has descended upon the world!Indra sensed this aura, and his expression changed instantly. He looked up sharply into the distance, his eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.
Master Chen was startled and turned around to look.
As dusk fell, the sunset pierced through the gaps in the thunderclouds, and the orange light, like a dazzling pillar, poured down from the heavens onto the earth. Above the dark city sky, this ray of light tore through all the darkness.
In the orange glow of the sunset, a figure clad in silver armor and wielding a three-pointed double-edged sword slowly walked through the void.
Beside him was a black, ferocious dog.
"That is..." Master Chen stared blankly at the figure walking out from the sunset, his hand holding the ruler trembling slightly, and his eyes filled with unprecedented excitement.
"I am Yang Jian."
In the twilight, a deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, stretching for thousands of miles.
Yang Jian, standing on the void, slowly spoke, the vertical pupil between his brows radiating endless divine light, locking onto Indra, who was suspended in the sky, and a terrifying killing intent swept across the heavens and earth!
"Who says... my Great Xia has no gods?!"
Dong—!!!
Yang Jian's figure vanished in an instant, as if breaking through the boundless void, and appeared directly in front of Indra!
Indra's pupils suddenly contracted, and lightning surged around him as he tried to stop the man before him. But in the next instant, that palm easily shattered all the lightning within a ten-mile radius and gripped Indra's throat!
Lightning shattered!
A sky filled with silver light!
Yang Jian gripped Indra's neck, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke in a chilling voice:
"You, you lot... dare to call yourselves gods?!"
Indra's eyes widened as if struck by an earthquake, revealing endless fear and confusion. In an instant, his body transformed into lightning, attempting to escape Yang Jian's grasp!
The next moment, the vertical pupil of Yang Jian's brow reappeared, directly imprisoning all space, and no matter how hard Indra tried, he could not escape it even slightly.
Yang Jian suddenly exerted force with his palm, directly slamming Indra from the sky to the ground, unleashing a piercing roar. A terrifying shockwave erupted on the empty ground, and dense spider patterns spread rapidly.
In the terrifying crater at the center of the ground, just as Indra was about to get up, Yang Jian's figure teleported in front of him once again.
Dong—!!
Yang Jian stomped on Indra's chest, causing the ground around him to sink dozens of meters!
"You who cling to life in the fog by sacrificing your people and abandoning your homeland... you are defiling the word 'God'!"
Yang Jian bent down, grabbed Indra's shoulder, and threw him upwards with force. Indra's body was sent flying ten thousand meters into the air. Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed double-edged sword and riding on silver lightning, soared into the sky!
A flash of silver light, and the three-pointed double-edged sword sliced through Indra's arm, leaving a severed hand flying through the air, blood splattering everywhere.
Indra's features twisted violently, his mind filled with anger and pain. He roared, and a thick bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking directly at Yang Jian!
Yang Jian showed no intention of dodging. His figure moved like lightning as he charged towards the bolt of lightning. He suddenly swung his three-pointed double-edged sword and forcefully cleaved the lightning bolt in two!
Lightning crackled across the gleaming blade, and Yang Jian, like an unparalleled demon, appeared before Indra in an instant.
"The gods of our Great Xia have sacrificed their divine power and physical bodies to transform into nine national guardian steles, protecting the borders and preventing the mist from entering even a fraction of our Great Xia territory, thus ensuring that our people are spared the scourge of the mist!"
Yang Jian drew his three-pointed double-edged sword again, slicing open Indra's neck and beheading him!
He took a deep breath and shouted:
"We, the gods of Great Xia, will live and die with the people of Great Xia!!"
"There are places that must be defended, people who must be defended, and beliefs that must be upheld!"
"This is what you call a 'god'!"
Indra's blood splattered across the sky, and Yang Jian, covered in blood, stood proudly atop the heavens.
He held Indra's head in his hand, his gaze seemingly piercing through endless space, landing on the other divine realms within the mist, and roared:
"A century has passed! Today, the gods of our Great Xia... return here!!"