Great Xia, East Sea.
The surging waves rolled violently, and white spray splashed into the air, turning into tens of thousands of fine water blades that fell all around!
Beneath the waves, a young man in a black shirt stood there, holding a long sword in his hand, and gently swung it.
Clang—!
The crisp sound of the sword echoed between heaven and earth, and the surging sword energy met the roaring waves, precisely shattering every drop of water blade.
Splash...
Seawater spilled, but not a single drop landed on Zhou Ping. He calmly looked at Poseidon before him and slowly spoke:
"Don't bother. I told you, you won't make it today."
Poseidon looked at him in astonishment. He had to admit that the young man before him truly possessed the power to rival him.
He opened his mouth, about to say something, when Yang Jian's voice came whistling from afar.
"A century has passed! Today, the gods of our Great Xia... return here!!"
Upon hearing this voice, both Poseidon and Zhou Ping were taken aback, but the former's face was filled with shock, while the latter's face showed a smile.
Zhou Ping gripped his sword, laughing like a child, "Who says... my Great Xia has no gods?"
Poseidon's eyes flashed with light as he looked in the direction from which the sound came, his horror no longer concealed.
"Indra? He's dead?" He frowned, muttering to himself, "The gods of Great Xia... have they really returned?"
After hesitating for a moment, he stopped driving the giant waves and took a few steps back. Behind him, a passage leading to the depths of the sea slowly unfolded on the surface of the ocean.
"What? Aren't you going to keep trying?" Zhou Ping asked slowly.
Poseidon narrowed his eyes slightly, gazing at the young man before him, and spoke:
"Mortal, don't be so arrogant. Even if your Great Xia's gods have returned, it doesn't mean we Olympians will fear you... My battle with you is not over yet."
After saying that, he stepped back and gradually disappeared into the sea.
Zhou Ping silently watched all of this until he was certain that Poseidon's figure had completely disappeared. Only then did he slowly squat down, hug his legs, curl up into a ball, look down at the beach at his feet, and let out a long sigh.
"Finally, I can go home and rest..."
...
Great Xia, the northern border.
In the darkness that shrouded several mountain peaks, a blurry-looking man's expression changed.
"What, now that the gods of my Great Xia have returned, you dare not move forward?" Amidst the dazzling Buddhist light, Ye Fan squinted at Hades and slowly spoke.
Hades frowned slightly. "You don't seem surprised?"
Ye Fan shrugged. "After all, I'm the Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch, and I know quite a few secrets, such as... the gods of Great Xia have never disappeared; they have simply been silently accompanying us."
Hades stared intently into Ye Fan's eyes, and after a long while, spoke in a cold voice:
"Don't be too smug. There are many mythical lands in the world. The return of your Great Xia gods will inevitably disrupt the original balance... You will become the target of everyone's wrath."
"You don't need to worry about that," Ye Fan said calmly.
Hades snorted coldly, his figure gradually disappearing into the darkness, and the Netherworld covering several mountain peaks also retreated rapidly.
Ultimately, it vanished from the world.
Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, turned to look in the direction of Cangnan City, and his relaxed expression gradually became complicated.
"Yang Jian..."
...
Cangnan City.
Most of the roads and buildings have disappeared. Now, only a few scattered high-rise buildings and a few rows of brand-new streets remain in the desolation.
Only the buildings constructed within this decade have been completely preserved.
The entire city of Cangnan seemed to have shattered from a large city into countless fragments, with less than one-tenth of its population existing in a daze, at a loss.
At this moment, on the border of Cangnan City.
Yang Jian, carrying Indra's head, staggered across the land, his vertical pupils between his brows dim and lifeless, and the silver armor on his body began to appear and disappear.
The celestial hound followed beside him, occasionally whimpering, its eyes filled with worry.
"Little Black, it's alright." Yang Jian reached out and stroked the head of the Celestial Hound, smiling as he spoke, "The power of reincarnation I've accumulated over the past hundred years has been exhausted, and I've completely lost my divine status... This life, I think, has come to an end."
The Celestial Hound nuzzled his hand and knelt beside him.
"Fortunately, this battle has thoroughly established the reputation of the gods of Great Xia. From now on, those other gods will have to think twice before they dare to invade Great Xia again. This much time should be enough for the others to recover their strength and guard the borders for me."
Yang Jian sat weakly on the ground, gazing at the distant city, a slight smile playing on his lips.
"I, Yang Jian, have no regrets in this life."
He leaned gently against the Celestial Hound, slowly closed his eyes, and his breath grew weaker and weaker.Just then, a Taoist priest slowly walked over from a distance.
The Taoist priest had his hair tied up with a long hairpin, his face was as bright as the moon, his coarse Taoist robe was spotless, and he wore straw sandals. He walked slowly, but his figure was as swift as a startled swan, and in a daze he was in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian seemed to sense something, and slowly opened his eyes, a look of shock appearing in them.
"Heavenly Venerable One, what brings you here?!"
The Taoist priest looked at Yang Jian with a smile, then sighed helplessly, "You young man, you're still so reckless. Why gamble your future to kill an ordinary outer god?"
Yang Jian opened his mouth, about to say something, but the Taoist immediately followed with a laugh:
"However, what you did was truly gratifying, brilliant, brilliant!"
He bent down and channeled a breath of true essence into Yang Jian's body, then slowly stood up and said, "Don't worry, I'm here today, you'll be fine... When we get back, I'll have Laozi put you into the furnace to reshape your divine status."
Yang Jian was stunned, his mouth agape in shock. "The reincarnation of that Celestial Venerable has also been found?"
"We didn't find him; he awakened on his own." The Taoist shook his head, placed Yang Jian's body on the back of the Celestial Hound, and instructed:
"From now on, you must not act rashly again. Leave the rest to us."
Yang Jian asked in confusion, "What happens next? 'We'? Heavenly Venerable, what are you talking about?"
The Taoist smiled slightly, "Do you really believe that you are the one among the gods of the Great Xia who has recovered the most completely?"
He raised his head, looked into the distance, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.
"The outer gods have retreated, but that doesn't mean... this matter is over."
"My Great Xia, do not allow them to come and go as they please."
...
At this moment, on Changbai Mountain.
A middle-aged man, shirtless, walked to the edge of the cliff, holding a longbow, nocking an arrow from his back, and slowly drawing the bow...
His eyes seemed to pierce through the boundless void, locking onto a certain figure.
The next moment, a dazzling golden arrow pierced through space and shot out with a whoosh!