In the eyes of the Taoist Ran Deng, the Angel True God was merely a Golden Immortal, not worth his and the elites of the Chan Sect's attention.
He believed that Yang Jian, who was on par with the Angel God, was already capable of defeating the Angel God and capturing him!
Upon hearing the words of the Daoist Ran Deng, Yang Jian immediately stepped forward from the crowd and agreed:
"Okay, Senior Uncle."
As Yang Jian, wielding his three-pointed, double-edged sword, headed towards the Palace of Light.
In a strange world, incredibly far removed from the primordial world.
Yin Zicheng, who was on his honeymoon with the Queen Mother of the West, received a reminder from his supreme divine consciousness left in the prehistoric world that Yang Jian was going to battle for the first time.
"Hmm? Yang Jian is leading the charge, the first battle in the primordial world? And his opponent is a ten-winged angel?"
"This battle is going to be interesting!"
Yin Zicheng's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Jian about to fight the Angel God.
then.
He spared some attention to observe the battle.
......
Under Yin Zicheng's gaze.
Holding his signature three-pointed double-edged sword, Yang Jian walked through the air, getting closer and closer to the Palace of Light.
Inside the Palace of Light.
When the angel God came to his senses, his face was ashen, and he was in a terrible mood.
"The Chan Sect is... is it really this domineering?"
"I have no subordinate relationship with them, yet they expect me to be the first to greet them?"
"I was so shocked that I was momentarily stunned, and they took it as a provocation and wanted to send people to arrest me?!"
"This... is absolutely outrageous!"
"Moreover, the person they sent was merely a young third-generation disciple of the Chan Sect?"
"The Chan Sect is truly going too far!"
......
Although the Angel God was a rogue cultivator, he cultivated all the way to the Golden Immortal realm and had his own pride.
At this moment, the Chan Sect came knocking, immediately pinning a crime on themselves.
Then, they even sent a third-generation disciple who had only recently begun his cultivation to deal with him.
What a humiliation!
The angel god, wielding the scepter of light—a magical artifact he had crafted himself—stormed out of the Palace of Light in a rage.
soon.
The angel god and Yang Jian then engaged in battle.
Both of them were Golden Immortals.
The angelic god has been a Golden Immortal for tens of thousands of years, making him a veteran Golden Immortal.
Yang Jian has only been cultivating for a few hundred years.
He has only been a Golden Immortal for a little over a decade, so he can be considered a novice Golden Immortal.
......
Logically speaking...
A veteran Golden Immortal can definitely suppress a novice Golden Immortal.
However.
When the angel god faced off against Yang Jian, he was completely dumbfounded.
The young man opposite me, who was clearly just a junior who had just entered the Golden Immortal realm, was surprisingly powerful!
Each swing of his three-pointed, double-edged sword carried a tremendous force far exceeding his own.
It was as if he was the novice Golden Immortal, while Yang Jian was a veteran Golden Immortal!
Whether attacking or defending, he was completely suppressed by Yang Jian, a junior who was much younger than him!
Even more astonishing is...
The angel god could clearly sense that Yang Jian had not used his full power in their battle.
He was clearly using himself as a practice subject!
......
"Damn it! This junior from the Chan Sect is far too arrogant!"
"I will definitely show him what I'm capable of!"
The angel god, realizing that Yang Jian was using him as a sparring partner, was absolutely furious.
He went berserk, wanting to outdo Yang Jian and prove his own superiority.
But unfortunately.
His opponent is Yang Jian, a man of great fortune who has cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts!
No matter what moves the angels or gods made, Yang Jian was able to block them steadily and always maintain the upper hand!
Another world.
Upon witnessing this scene, Yin Zicheng couldn't help but sigh with emotion:
"Just a newcomer to the Golden Immortal realm, yet he can already overpower veteran Golden Immortals..."
"No wonder Yang Jian was able to stand out during the Investiture of the Gods and become the God of War in the Heavenly Court in the future. His combat talent is truly amazing!"
"Such a talented individual deserves to be owned by a great merchant!"
"I wonder when Yang Jian will leave the Chan Sect and return to the Shang Dynasty?"
......
Yin Zicheng knew that Yang Jian was in Cao Cao's camp but his heart was with Han.
He eagerly anticipated the scene of Yang Jian, the most outstanding disciple of the Chan Sect, betraying the Chan Sect and joining the Shang Dynasty.
Qiqiu Country.
On the earth, the people of the Seven Hills watched in shock and terror as the God of Light, whom they once worshipped and considered supreme, was brutally suppressed by another unknown god, leaving them in a sorry state.
In mid-air.
Jiang Ziya, his hair and beard now white, watched his junior apprentice Yang Jian display such divine power with eyes full of envy:
"My nephew is truly remarkable!"
"When will I be able to possess such great power as my junior nephew Yang Jian?"
Jiang Ziya, as a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect, was far surpassed by Yang Jian, a third-generation disciple, which made him feel very resentful.
Beside him, the Taoist Ran Deng, seeing Yang Jian's performance, nodded in praise:
"Yu Ding, your disciple is truly remarkable!"
When Master Yuding heard the praise from Daoist Ran Deng, he was extremely pleased.
See? This is the good apprentice he taught.
Although he himself was not very capable and did not rank very high among the second generation of the Chan Sect.
But his apprentice really lived up to his expectations!
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