The battles in the Center Continent had yet to stop, but more than half of the immortal sects had either surrendered or been destroyed.
In the sky above the Nanzhan Section Continent, experts from the Skyward Pavilion kept flying over. Their figures formed a thick battle formation. However, the group of cultivators could only keep retreating despite their formidable strength.
Their faces were covered, revealing only their eyes. Their eyes were filled with wariness, fear, hesitation, and cowardice.
Below the wall that was getting thicker and thicker was a boundless dark cloud. However, there was only a lone figure in the dark cloud.
He held a broken sword in his hand. The sky was filled with rolling dark clouds. Endless lightning flashed around him. It was as if the world was trembling in the rage of a single person.
Under the dark clouds, the flattened mountains and corpses could still be seen.
More than two thousand experts from the Skyward Pavilion had gathered at the border of the South Continent. They had been ambushed by Yang Jian out of nowhere. Only twenty percent of them had escaped …
Among those who had died, there were those who had attacked the Qingfeng Mist.
Then, Yang Jian grabbed the broken sword that had been soaked in immortal blood and walked toward the South-Heaven Gate.
The people of the Skyward Pavilion immediately gathered tens of thousands of people. It was unknown whether they wanted to take revenge or stop him. However, they were retreating step by step. They had no intention of fighting Yang Jian.
After fighting for a while, the volcano in Yang Jian's heart had been forcefully frozen.
He suddenly understood something …
There should never be an end to cultivation, and there should never be an upper limit to one's strength. Power, reputation, and even infamy were not enough as long as one could protect the people one cared about. It was far from enough!
If he was a Saint, there was no need for him to rush back with his real body. His incarnation would be enough to deal with what happened today.
If he had enough infamy, it would be enough to suppress all thieves and evildoers. It would be enough to make the high and mighty man who had plotted against the entire Three Realms face his threat. If …
"Scram."
There was no emotional fluctuation. It was as if Yang Jian had unintentionally uttered a syllable, but it made the tens of thousands of people from the Skyward Pavilion tremble.
They could not even sense Yang Jian's killing intent, but their Dao hearts were slightly cold!
Perhaps it was because the momentum was too terrifying, or perhaps it was because the aura Yang Jian was displaying was too tyrannical …
"Perfected Lord." Two figures flew over from the left and right and stood side by side. They bowed to Yang Jian.
An old man and an old woman, with kind faces and benevolent eyes. Their imposing manner was concealed, but they managed to offset a small part of the pressure that Yang Jian exerted on the people of the Skyward Pavilion.
The old man said, "Why are you so angry? If anyone from the Skyward Pavilion angered you, I will make them apologize to you! "
"True Monarch, why should we fight with our own people?" The old woman smiled apologetically. "True Monarch, you …"
Yang Jian's lifeless eyes fell on the two of them. Without saying anything, he suddenly rushed forward.
Transforming into the King Bird, Flying Feather Flight!
The Ocean-Overturning Array was activated. The power of the 36 Sea-Calming Divine Pearls penetrated his body, causing the 81 Xuan Beads to riot!
If one looked from a thousand kilometers away, they would be able to see a golden bolt of lightning suddenly appear in the black clouds that filled the sky. It forcefully split open the human wall above and pierced through the entire battle formation in the blink of an eye. It flew towards the Celestial Court.
"This …"
The old man's voice trembled unconsciously. He covered his ear with his left hand and placed it in front of his eyes. The blood in his palm was still boiling hot.
His left ear had already disappeared.
On the other side, the old woman had lost her right ear. Blood was still gushing out like a fountain. At that moment, her eyes were filled with shock.
Before the surging Dharma powers in their bodies could be released, they did not even have the time to grab their most convenient weapons. When the golden light streaked past, they were already injured!
The two of them were not ordinary Quasi-Saints. Although they were famous in the Primordial World, their abilities and mystical abilities were far above ordinary Quasi-Saints. They were not much weaker than the eight personal disciples of Jie School.
The two of them had a high status in the Skyward Pavilion. They were already one of the few people who truly held power.
However, at that moment, the two of them suddenly felt that the world was strangely absurd. It was just a face-to-face encounter …
If the King Bird had not spread its wings and scratched them just now …
The cultivators behind them who had been scattered by the King Bird were not so lucky. Hundreds of cultivators were seriously injured, but fortunately, they were still alive.
The old woman asked in a low voice, "This, this is also the Great Dao of Water?"
"Hurry, hurry up and find out who offended Yang Jian!"
The two of them looked at each other and then got busy.
They had roughly predicted that Yang Jian would probably pierce through the sky today …
Although they could not deduce where Yang Jian had first appeared and what he had done, as long as they asked in the Skyward Pavilion, there would be results.
It was not that they did not pay attention to Yang Jian's incarnation before. The Center Continent was too vast, and the Skyward Pavilion had attacked all the immortal sects in the Center Continent. The Cool Breeze Mist Sect was not a big sect, so the battle there did not attract the attention of the highest level of the Skyward Pavilion.
Without further ado, Yang Jian rushed to the bottom of the Celestial Court and was blocked by the Celestial Court's array and a large number of Heavenly Soldiers who had formed an array there.
Large swathes of black clouds surged from below, which really made the Heavenly Soldiers sweat. If they did not know that it was Yang Jian who rushed up from below, they would have thought that it was some Demon King who attacked the Heavens.
"Immortal, please wait!"
A Heavenly General boldly rushed to the front of the array and shouted at the Golden Immortal who was shooting down from below, "His Majesty the Jade Emperor ordered us to guard this place. Immortals, humans, deities, ghosts, spirits, demons, and others are not allowed to take one step into the Celestial Court!"
The only response to the Heavenly General was Yang Jian's cold snort and the King Bird that was rushing past.
The Heavenly General's cultivation level was only that of a Golden Immortal. He really could not see anything clearly. He only felt his vision blur. Then, a strong wind blew, causing his face to hurt.
He subconsciously turned his head and could not close his mouth.
The Heavenly Soldiers Array, the array formed by 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers, had a huge hole not far behind him.
The incision of the huge hole was neat and was ten feet in diameter. The few Heavenly Soldiers behind him sat on the clouds that were ten thousand feet high and looked fine.
This was the first time the Heavenly Soldiers Array had encountered such a situation where the array was broken without injuring anyone!
However, before the Heavenly General could heave a sigh of relief, the hole in the middle of the array suddenly collapsed. Light flashed everywhere in the Heavenly Soldiers Array, and in the next moment, it collapsed!
The 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers guarding that place vomited immortal blood. Their bodies were dispirited as they sat on the clouds.
On the other hand, the few Heavenly Soldiers who had been blown ten thousand feet away were still looking at the scene of the array formation shattering below in confusion. Their injuries were slightly lighter.
A Heavenly Soldier at the side clutched his chest and shouted, "General! Hurry up and report to the Marshal! Perfected Lord Erlang has rushed to the South-Heaven Gate! "
The Heavenly General smiled bitterly and crushed a jade token in his arms. Then, he stared blankly in the direction where Yang Jian had disappeared.
A few rumbling sounds came from above. It should be Perfected Lord Erlang attacking the battle formation outside the South-Heaven Gate …
"These bastards!" The Heavenly General spat at the cloud and gritted his teeth.
At that moment, there were already rumors in the Celestial Court that the ones who had massacred the Middle Continent today were the cultivators that the Jade Emperor had secretly nurtured.
Although this matter was not stated explicitly, most of the original troops in the Skyward Pavilion were Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. They naturally knew that.
Now that Yang Jian was angry, it was obvious that those shameful fellows had caused it. However, the Heavenly Soldiers under him had been injured for nothing …
"Everyone, rest! Quickly save the seriously injured! "
The Heavenly General sighed and turned to run to the nearest Heavenly Soldier to cast a spell to help.
Boom!
Thunder rumbled above his head. There seemed to be an intense battle at the South-Heaven Gate. The Heavenly General looked up from time to time, but his spiritual senses were blocked by the boiling Essence Energy outside the South-Heaven Gate.
The thunder did not stop, and the rumbling continued. A drop of rain that was still warm landed on the left side of the Heavenly General's face. He raised his hand to wipe it, only to see that his fingertips were covered in blood …
The Heavenly General was stunned. He looked up and saw that figures began to fall from the black clouds that filled the Celestial Court. There were endless broken limbs and bodies …
"The Perfected Lord actually started a massacre?"
That's not right …
The Heavenly General focused his gaze and saw that the figures that had fallen were not injured in any vital parts. Most of them had broken arms and legs and their auras were weak.
"Quick! Catch them! "
The Heavenly General gave the order. The 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers, who were already injured, could only endure the pain and form the array formation again.
However, the array formation was aimed at the Celestial Court above.
In front of the South-Heaven Gate, there was a huge battle!
Yang Jian was surrounded by layers of figures. Above his head, below his feet, and all around him! Streams of light kept bombarding Yang Jian in an attempt to stop him from approaching the South-Heaven Gate.
He held a broken sword and his figure was as fast as a shadow. Wherever he passed, he was like a tornado that swept away clouds. Figures fell from the sky.
He did not say a word. No matter how the Heavenly Generals shouted anxiously, Yang Jian did not say a word.
He was invincible and no one could stop him. These Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were worse than straws in front of him!
However, at the very least, Yang Jian did not take the lives of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals.
If it were the people of the Skyward Pavilion, Yang Jian would not hesitate to kill them all the way. However, most of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals had nothing to do with the Skyward Pavilion. It was not easy for them to cultivate and they were facing a great calamity. Yang Jian did not really kill them.
If he injured their immortal bodies, they could naturally use immortal spells to recover. That was not too bad for Yang Jian and the world.
Yang Jian rushed out of the "huge ball". He did not stop at all and pounced towards the South-Heaven Gate in front of him.
In front of the South-Heaven Gate, Moliqing, Molihong, and the other Heavenly Kings were holding their Dharma treasures. When they saw Yang Jian pouncing towards them, cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.
The four brothers had already discussed for a long time. They were sent to guard the South-Heaven Gate and had quite a lot of authority. Now that they had seen their opponent in the God-Conferment War, although their Dao hearts were a little afraid, they did not want to lose face.
"Yang Jian!" Molihong shouted, "This South-Heaven Gate is not a place for you to behave atrociously! You're just a marshal of the Celestial Court. You're leading the troops outside. How dare you barge into the Celestial Court!?! Hurry up and surrender. Follow us to the Lingxiao King Hall to beg for forgiveness! "
Yang Jian ignored him and continued moving forward.
The Four Heavenly Kings looked at each other and immediately activated their Dharma treasures together.
In an instant, the green sword, the green jade pipa, the Chaos Essence Pearl Umbrella, and the purple-gold fox ferret rose into the sky. The sword was sharp, the pipa played, and the umbrella spun. The ferret turned into a thousand feet long and slapped its claws at Yang Jian!
Yang Jian did not even raise his head. He grabbed upwards with his empty left hand.
The sound of rolling waves was heard. Yang Jian raised his left hand and a vast Xuanqi surged out, forming a huge palm. He directly grabbed the purple-gold fox ferret's neck and threw it at the South-Heaven Gate.
The ferret didn't have enough time to shrink its body. With a huge force, it knocked away the treasured sword, smashed the lute, and crushed the treasured umbrella. Its huge body crashed into the two jade pillars at the center of the Southern Heavenly Gate!
Then …
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