Under the pitch-black sky, Indra was suspended in the air, surrounded by lightning, and dense ball lightning surrounded him, emitting a low hum.
On the ground, a scarred carriage was parked aside. Master Chen, dressed in white, stood in front of the carriage.
The birdsong and flowers around him were constantly shattered and reconstructed by thunder, like a tendon swaying in the wind and rain. Although it swayed violently, it still stood tall.
Master Chen held a ruler and kept hitting the falling thunder. The top of the ruler was scorched black. He stood there with a gloomy expression, and the burn marks left by the thunder spots on his white clothes were clearly visible.
"Ant, if you continue to hide in the car, I really may not be able to do anything to you..." Indra looked down at the embarrassed Master Chen and sneered, "But you are seeking your own death and come out to fight me.
Now, are you still leaving?!"
boom--!!
The thick thunder struck on the top of Master Chen's head, and most of it was scattered by the ruler in Chen Master's hand. The remaining part bombarded the "scenery" in his heart. Master Chen groaned, and a pale look appeared on his face.
He snorted coldly, straightened his back, and said loudly:
"If you kill my people and rob our land, if you still avoid war, how can I have the dignity to be a Daxia citizen?"
How can Daxia territory allow you to act recklessly?!"
Master Chen waved the ruler in his hand continuously, and the rushing murderous aura swept across the sky, almost condensing into substance. The sound of reading came from the "scenery" in his heart, and it was magnificent and majestic!
Indra's body turned into lightning, and his right foot suddenly kicked on the murderous aura. The lightning surged, crushing the murderous aura forcefully!
"It's ridiculous!" A look of disdain appeared in Indra's eyes, "You mortals are really overestimating your abilities! But don't forget, you have no gods in Daxia, so... who gave you the courage to provoke us?
God?!"
Indra stepped down again, directly crushing a large area of Master Chen's heart "scenery". Master Chen spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered back a few steps.
"A group of ants dare to challenge the gods, are you worthy?!" Indra's sneer echoed between heaven and earth.
Master Chen tightly grasped the ruler in his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, straightened his chest again, and proudly faced the thunder of the heavens.
"Today, even if I give up my body and bones, I want you to wait for the outside gods to see what it is... Daxia cannot be bullied!"
Master Chen's mental "scenery" surged around his body. The singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers had disappeared, replaced by a bloody abyss.
A cold and powerful aura overflowed from it, as if some extremely terrifying killing move was brewing.
At this moment, a bright divine light shot out from between the cities, penetrating the three realms of heaven and earth. Several thunderclouds accumulated over the city were instantly penetrated by an exaggeratedly large hole!
The breath of terror descends on the world!!
Indra felt this aura, and his face changed instantly. He suddenly raised his head and looked into the distance, his eyes full of surprise.
Master Chen was startled and looked back.
At dusk, the sunset penetrated the holes of the thunderclouds, and the orange light was like a dazzling beam of light, falling from the sky to the world. On the dark sky of the city, this ray of light tore through all the darkness.
In the orange sunset, a figure wearing silver armor and holding a three-pointed two-edged sword was walking slowly in the void.
Next to him was a black ferocious vicious dog.
"That's..." Master Chen stared blankly at the figure walking out of the sunset. The hand holding the ruler trembled slightly, and there was unprecedented excitement in his eyes.
"——I am Yang Jian."
In the sunset, a deep voice echoed between heaven and earth, stretching for thousands of miles.
Yang Jian, who had his feet in the void, slowly spoke, and the vertical pupil between his eyebrows burst out with endless divine light, locking on Indra suspended in the sky, and terrifying murderous intent swept the world!
"Who said...I, Daxia Wushen?!"
Boom——!!!
Yang Jian's figure disappeared in an instant, as if breaking through the boundless void, and appeared directly in front of Indra!
Indra's pupils suddenly shrank, and the thunder around him surged, and he wanted to stop the man in front of him, but the next moment, the palm of his hand easily shattered all the lightning within ten miles and strangled Indra's throat.
!!
Lightning shatters!
Silver light fills the sky!!
Yang Jian held Indra's neck, narrowed his eyes slightly, and spoke solemnly:
"Only you, just you... are worthy of calling yourself God?!"
Indra's eyes seemed to have been shaken, showing endless fear and confusion. His body turned into lightning in an instant, and he wanted to escape from Yang Jian's palm!
The next moment, the divine light in Yang Jian's eyebrows reappeared, directly imprisoning all the space. No matter how hard Indra tried, he could not get rid of it at all.
Yang Jian's palm suddenly exerted force, and Indra fell directly to the ground from a high altitude. A harsh roar erupted, terrifying air waves bloomed on the empty ground, and dense spider patterns spread rapidly.
In the terrifying pit in the center of the ground, just as Indra was about to get up, Yang Jian's figure moved in front of him again.
Boom——!!
Yang Jian stepped on Indra's chest, sinking the surrounding ground dozens of meters!
"You who rely on sacrificing your people and abandoning your country to survive in the mist... are defiling the word 'god'!"
Yang Jian leaned over and grabbed Indra's shoulders, and threw him upwards with force. Indra's body was directly hit ten thousand meters in the air. Yang Jian, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword and holding a silver thunder, rushed into the sky!
There was a flash of silver light, and the three-pointed, two-edged sword slashed across Indra's arm, and a severed hand flew into the air, with blood splattering everywhere.
Indra's facial features were violently distorted, anger and pain filled his mind. He roared, and a thick bolt of thunder fell from the sky and struck directly at Yang Jian!
Yang Jian had no intention of dodging at all. His figure was like lightning, and he rushed towards the thunder. He suddenly swung out his three-pointed two-edged sword and cut away the thunder from it!
Thunder light splashed on the bright blade, and Yang Jian, like a peerless fierce god, came to Indra in an instant.
"I, the gods of Great Xia, have given up my life's spiritual power and body to transform into nine national monuments to guard the border, so that the fog cannot enter my territory of Great Xia, so that my people of Great Xia will not be harmed by the mist!"
The three-pointed, two-edged knife in Yang Jian's hand came out again, directly slit Indra's neck and beheaded him!
He took a deep breath and shouted loudly:
"We, the gods of Daxia, will live and die together with the people of Daxia!!
There is a place that must be defended, there are people that must be defended, and there are beliefs that must be defended!
This is called 'god'!"
Indra's blood filled the sky, and Yang Jian, covered in blood, stood proudly above the nine heavens.
He held Indra's head in his hand, his eyes seemed to penetrate endless space, and fell on other divine kingdoms in the mist, and shouted loudly:
"A hundred years of reincarnation have passed! Today, I, the gods of Great Xia...are returning here!!