The Heavenly Palace was sealed, and the barrier was maintained. After so long, they still couldn't break that tortoise shell. They still had time to think about it. The Heavenly Demons weren't here. If they wanted to stabilize the army's morale, they had to choose a temporary leader as soon as possible. An army with two commanders, or even multiple commanders, if they didn't have the same opinion and orders, no matter how strong the army was, it would definitely collapse and have no fighting power. Although the Heavenly Palace was already at the end of its rope, a starving camel was still bigger than a horse. They couldn't be careless.
"Hmm? There's a change at the Southern Heavenly Gate. Let's go take a look! "
However, just as everyone was thinking about how to solve the problem, they all suddenly stood up, and their expressions changed greatly. They didn't need to deliberately sense it to feel the intense fluctuations coming from the Southern Heavenly Gate. Something must have happened.
"Hmm? How is that possible? Those cowards actually have the guts to come out? "
When the group of great demons all rushed to the Southern Heavenly Gate, they looked at the corpses of their subordinates who were guarding the gate, and then looked at the extravagant lineup of the Heavenly Court gods in front of them. Their expressions were very ugly.
"Yang Jian, you finally dare to walk out of this tortoise shell. Did you know that you don't have much time left, so you came out to surrender? "
The lineup of the Heavenly Court gods looked very luxurious, but it was just an arrow at the end of its flight. Even if it wasn't, these great demons were not afraid at all. Everyone knew that the Heavenly Court would never surrender. Not to mention other things, just the corpses on the ground were enough to prove it. If they surrendered, how could they be so presumptuous? However, these great demons deliberately said that to disgust them. Killing these guys just like that would be letting them off too easily. It would be difficult to dispel the hatred in their hearts.
Death was very easy. Just a little bit was enough. Living in humiliation was the most difficult thing. When they were defeated by the Immortal World, they were chased back to the Heavenly Demon World like stray dogs. After so many years of humiliation, they could finally get back at them today. If they killed these guys, how could it satisfy the hatred that had been accumulating in their hearts for so many years?
"Evil and crooked path!"
Erlang Shen Yang Jian was still as noble, aloof, and insufferably arrogant as before. He didn't care what others thought. He was himself, and he was only himself. Even if he was in a situation of certain death, he wouldn't reveal any other expression, just like before.. Facing the dozen or so Great Demons in front of him who could completely crush him at his peak, he didn't have the slightest bit of fear. He could die, but his heart would not be afraid.
"You're really a tough nut to crack. I like people like you. Tormenting you is the most satisfying. Watching you surrender in the end is the most satisfying!"
As the number one fighting force in the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian had put in a lot of effort in that battle. He more or less had some grudges with these Great Fiends. This time, when they attacked the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian was at the top of their revenge list. After several battles, Yang Jian used his own strength to block countless calamities, but he couldn't avoid being injured. Even when he was at his peak, he wasn't a match for any of the Great Devils, let alone now that he was injured.
"That depends on whether you have the ability or not!"
Yang Jian's face was expressionless as he gripped the three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly in his hand. The Howling Celestial Dog's hair stood on end as it entered a berserk state. Willpower was willpower, but reality was still reality. Yang Jian knew very well that even at his peak, he was no match for these great demons. His current situation was even more so. However, he was a proud man. He wouldn't shrink back at the last minute, nor would he commit suicide to escape. No matter what, as the only commander in the Heavenly Court who could lead the heroes, he had to shoulder his responsibilities.
"Capture Yang Jian alive. Kill the rest without mercy!"
With the Great Devils' orders, the final curtains to the great war of immortals and demons finally opened. The Heavenly Court's barrier was on the verge of destruction. The remaining gods united and vowed to fight to the death. Even if it meant smashing an egg against a rock, they weren't willing to die in humiliation.
The disparity in military strength was too great. Add to that the ratio and height of the powerhouses, and the contrast in morale! There was no doubt that the Heavenly Court was on the verge of a complete one-sided defeat!
Whoosh whoosh …
Yang Jian gripped his three-pointed, double-edged sword. His silvery-white battle armor was covered in blood and stains. His black cloak was in tatters, his immortal helmet had fallen off, and his hair was a mess. Now, he was no longer the high-spirited Erlang Xian Sheng, nor was he the great god of justice who held great power in his hands. He was just a defeated person. There were less than a hundred immortals around him. They were the last of the Heavenly Court's team. They were first-rate Righteous Gods who were worshipped by thousands of families.
"Yang Jian, why are you so stubborn? I'll give you a chance now. If you surrender, not only will I spare your life, but I'll also guarantee that you'll become the master of a realm. Why work yourself to death for that brat Haotian and be his dog? "
A Great Devil tempted Yang Jian again. Torturing a person physically was the worst strategy. Torturing his spirit was the middle strategy. Torturing his faith and persistence was the best strategy. How satisfying would it be to lure a god who was in charge of justice on behalf of the Jade Emperor Haotian into depravity? Moreover, this was also an explanation for themselves. If the insufferably arrogant Yang Jian became their dog, no matter how great their hatred was, it could be resolved.
"…"
Yang Jian completely ignored this guy. Even if he was defeated, even if he was battered and exhausted, he was still standing. Even if he was only relying on the support of the three-pointed double-edged sword, even if he was exhausted and his body was trembling because of the effort to stand, he was still the Erlang Xian Sheng!
After he became a god, his physical body became a saint, and his future was limitless. Not only that, he was not only uncle and nephew to Jiang Ziya, the commander of West Qi who presided over the Battle of Gods Investiture, but also a general. He was also the nephew of the Jade Emperor Haotian, the master of the Heavenly Court.
It was too easy for him to control great power with such an identity. However, he was incomparably arrogant. He lived at the mouth of the Guan River and listened to the tune but did not listen to the orders. How many immortals and gods were intimidated by him? He was such a great man. Even though he later became the God of Justice and the Queen Mother's lackey, he only did it to save his sister and cultivate his nephew. This was the God of Justice who was feared by many immortals and gods, but later on, he won the admiration of all the immortals and gods.
"I, I surrender!"
However, Yang Jian could be aloof because he was a man who was proud to the bone. But the other immortals could not. The first to fall was the Fire Lord of the South. His magic power was considered good among the immortals, but in such a great battle, it seemed very small. At this moment, he was covered in blood and had little immortal power left. He was already an arrow at the end of its flight. In the face of so many terrifying demons, he, who always bullied the weak and feared the strong, suddenly knelt on the ground.
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