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"Boom!"

The ground beneath my feet was shaking violently.

Tan Wenjie looked down at the pebbles bobbing around him, like beans popping on a hot pan.

Suddenly, his body was covered by a dark cloud. He looked up and saw a giant, towering over the sky, stepping over his head.

"I've always been the one who becomes a giant and steps over others, this is the first time someone has ever stepped over me." Tan Wenjie looked up with wide eyes. "Damn, so what if you're a giant? Why aren't you wearing pants?!"

When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into you; at this moment, Tan Wenjie felt this particularly acutely.

Before the pungent, salty smell hit him, Tan Wenjie decided to take a few steps first, and then he realized something was wrong.

"Who is this unlucky guy who made this three-headed, eight-armed, limp meat pie?"

He squatted down and poked it with his hand.

The body seemed to be semi-transparent, and with a little force, it could be passed right through.

There was no physical contact whatsoever.

"Could this be me?"

Having traversed countless worlds so many times, this was the first time Tan Wenjie had encountered such a situation—he died as soon as he arrived.

"Roar!"

Ahead lies Mount Olympus, where the bald man roars as he frantically climbs upwards, occasionally sprouting wings from his back.

Accompanying them were the legendary figures who didn't like wearing pants—the legendary Titans.

In this world, Tan Wenjie is a Spartan warrior. He possesses the power of three heads and eight arms, which he awakened after obtaining ancient Eastern wisdom. This is why he was able to fight against the Greek gods alongside Kratos.

A faint force tugged at Tan Wenjie's consciousness, like a child gently pulling at the hem of his clothes. With Tan Wenjie's current strength, even if only a part of his consciousness was present, he could easily break free from this force.

But he did not fight against it; instead, he followed its lead and flew toward the underworld.

In this world, all life goes to the underworld after death, and Hades, the god of the underworld in Greek mythology, is in charge of life and death.

To be rightfully resurrected, one only needs the permission of Hades, the god of the underworld.

If you're not good at expressing yourself, you can choose a simpler and more direct approach.

Tan Wenjie followed the wind to the River Styx and met Hades, a war god who seemed to be covered in magma, wielding Hades' Claw, which could easily rip out souls.

The other party noticed his difference the moment they saw Tan Wenjie.

"You are, Jay?"

The grappling hook had already rammed towards Tan Wenjie, but it was frozen in place by a force just before it touched his body.

Hades possesses the divine power of this world, and as one of the three giants, he has power that ordinary Greek gods do not possess. At this stage, Tan Wenjie is only slightly inferior to him in terms of numerical strength.

“You’ve mistaken me for someone else.” Tan Wenjie shook his head. “My name is Odin.”

Let's see if you, the boss of the third part, know the God King of the fourth part.

“Odin?” Hades shook his head, his heavy steel helmet swaying. “No, you are Jay!”

Its voice grew louder and louder, turning into a furious roar.

Tan Wenjie: "No, why are you shouting so loudly?"

He arrived in this world in such a hurry that he didn't bring any powerful weapons or magical treasures with him. He only had the Xuan Tian Giant Axe, the Thunder God's Hammer, the Golden Bow, the Banana Leaf Fan, the Nine Dragon Chariot, the Golden Cudgel, and the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle.

Tan Wenjie casually tossed out his hammer, which Hades blocked with his claws. However, the hammer was imbued with the divine power of the Norse god king and the Jade Emperor, making it incredibly powerful and easily knocking Hades off balance.

The axe flashed white light and headed straight for Hades' head, knocking his already swaying and heavy body to the ground.

The golden cudgel and golden bow followed suit, striking Hades' head one after another.

For a moment, the only sound in the entire underworld was the "ping-pong" sound of knocking.

With the advantage of the divine weapon alone, Tan Wenjie easily suppressed Hades.

In this day and age, people still only use their fists and rely on who has the strongest financial resources, the largest inventory, and the most money.

"Come in." Tan Wenjie used the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle to put the unconscious Hades inside.

After sealing the stopper and shaking it twice, a heart-wrenching scream immediately came from inside.

Tan Wenjie casually put away Hades' Claw. It would be a waste to keep it for Kratos. He might as well keep it for himself to make a chain, which would be quite useful for the Soul Reaper to catch ghosts.

Soon he will be able to harvest Hades' soup, and with the juicing power of the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle, it will be enough to provide him with a massive amount of spiritual energy.

The war ended abruptly, leaving many underworld creatures stunned as Tan Wenjie walked out carrying a bottle in one hand and Hades' Claw in the other. They wanted to take a few steps forward to intercept him, but dared not make a move. However, it would be inappropriate to simply let him go without stopping him.

While hesitating, Tan Wenjie had already broken through the Netherworld and flown out.

“ε=(ο｀*))) Sigh, I was about to stop him!”

"Me too, I didn't expect him to escape."

"Alright, stop bragging. Lord Hades has already lost. No one can control us. There's no point in us stubbornly holding on."

"Yes, the Titans and Kratos stormed Mount Olympus, Hades is dead, the gods' power is incomplete, and the world is about to change."

“ε=(ο｀*)))Alas,” a long sigh echoed from the underworld.

……

Tan Wenjie rode the wind upwards, and when he emerged from the underworld, he had regained his body.

This is the simplest and most direct way to be resurrected: fight your way out of the underworld.

He didn't experience any major hardships along the way.

Upon arriving at Olympus, the Yin-Yang Bottle fell silent, clearly indicating that in just a short time, the legendary Hades, the god of the underworld, had perished.

As the bottle was uncorked, a surge of power erupted and struck Tan Wenjie's chest in an instant.

This force attempted to penetrate Tan Wenjie's limbs and bones, trying to strengthen his body, but he reacted quickly. His powerful mental energy transformed into an unbreakable cloth, completely enveloping him until the force had completely stabilized before releasing it.

If this power is allowed to penetrate the body, the mortal body will not be strengthened much; it is far less effective than controlling this divine power.

Tan Wenjie has controlled the underworld in many worlds; here he is simply returning to his old ways.

Hades is dead, but the god of the underworld still exists.

"The underworld of Greek mythology is far too hospitable." As the lord of the Eastern underworld who has come from afar, Tan Wenjie is still a little unaccustomed to it.

Along the way, no one stopped him from leaving, and some ghosts even closed their eyes and pretended to be blind when they saw him.

Arriving at the foot of Mount Olympus once again, Tan Wenjie looked up and unleashed various divine powers, causing heavenly fire to rain down.

The sea beneath my feet was churning wildly.

The sun in the sky drove its chariot at breakneck speed.

Thunder roared in fury.

Although he had joined a bit late, he really wanted to join in the fun. He was about to take a step forward when he suddenly stopped and turned to look to his right, where a goddess phantom made entirely of divine power stood quietly.

This force is not strong and is easily overlooked. Only in the presence of someone like Tan Wenjie, who has an extremely keen perception of the power of heaven and earth, will its existence be so glaringly obvious.

"Who are you?" Tan Wenjie asked.

“Athena.” The goddess seemed surprised that Tan Wenjie would recognize her, but she still said, “You are a member of Kratos’s clan, a Spartan warrior.”

Tan Wenjie: "..."

Look at Kratos, that bald guy, all muscle, always shouting "Sparta!"

Looking at himself, he was not only handsome but also had fair skin and delicate flesh. Wouldn't he feel out of place among the Spartans?

"You actually managed to fight your way out of the underworld," Athena exclaimed. "What exactly did that ancient Eastern wisdom bestow upon you?"

Tan Wenjie looked the other party up and down a few times, and after confirming that the other party was not the real body, he prepared to continue climbing the mountain. If he was late, the Olympian gods would be wiped out by Kratos.

Seeing that Tan Wenjie hadn't responded to her after saying so much, Athena continued, "Jie, our goals are the same."

Do you have a Saint Cloth?

"what?"

"Do you have any God Cloths? Or how about a few Gold Cloths?" Tan Wenjie said. "I'm not picky. Aries, Taurus, Leo, give me twelve of them."

Athena shook her head: "I don't have that kind of thing."

"You don't even have Saint Cloths, so you're obviously not the real Athena. And you still want me to work for you?"

Athena: "..."

Before she could say anything more, Tan Wenjie had already sped up in a few steps, riding a gust of wind, and rushed directly towards Mount Olympus.

“His power is no less than that of the gods,” Athena said, gazing at Tan Wenjie’s retreating figure.

The addition of a variable might affect her plans, but she was powerless to intervene at the moment and could only let things continue as they were.

"boom!"

Tan Wenjie leaped and bounded between the Titans and mountains, eventually reaching Kratos' side.

"You've come!" Kratos's eyes lit up again when he saw Tan Wenjie arrive.

Kratos was born in Sparta and was also the son of Zeus, the king of the gods.

He obtained the weapon Chaos Blade through a deal with Ares, the god of war. Later, he accidentally killed his wife and daughter because of Ares, and their ashes are attached to his body and will never fade.

Kratos later killed Ares and became the new god of war, but Zeus, fearing his immense power, killed Kratos.

The Titans rescued Kratos, and together they stormed Olympus.

Kratos's goal this time was simple: to kill all the Olympian gods and vent his anger.

As Kratos's only remaining comrade-in-arms, Tan Wenjie held a very important place in his heart, and the two were in a relationship where they could easily entrust their backs to each other.

Kratos was heartbroken when he learned that Tan Wenjie had also died on Mount Olympus, and was then consumed by rage. Now, seeing Tan Wenjie return in triumph, he felt only boundless joy.

"boom!"

Suddenly, a wave crashed through the rocks ahead, and a warhorse made of water broke through the battle lines, charging towards Tan Wenjie and Kratos, interrupting their reminiscing.

The visitor was an old acquaintance of Tan Wenjie, Poseidon.

“Leave this to me, Kratos,” Tan Wenjie said. “I’ll catch up with you immediately after I kill Poseidon.”

Kratos: "?"

Although we are Spartan warriors, muscles are muscles and brains are brains. We can't fill our brains with muscles.

That's Poseidon, one of the three brothers, who rules the sea.

You're nothing more than a Spartan with a few extra arms and a few extra heads.

"Boom!" "Boom!"

The ground was cleaved open by blades formed from water, and sharp, chaotic stones and dirt flew everywhere. Poseidon, riding a warhorse formed from water, appeared before the two, brandishing his trident.

"Go quickly!" Tan Wenjie rushed forward.

If you don't hurry, Kratos is going to make his move!
Having the Yin-Yang Two Qi Bottle in my possession, it would be a waste not to refine it into a few more deities.

Kratos didn't dare turn around at all. He gripped the Blade of Chaos with both hands, arched his back, and prepared to pounce.

"Smack!" Tan Wenjie spun around in mid-air and his whip kick struck Poseidon's head.

After striking the legendary sea god so hard that he was thrown back and stiffened, he slammed his knee down, hitting the water horse squarely on the head. With a scream of agony, the horse's head was severed.

Tan Wenjie did not enter the three-headed, eight-armed form. After defeating Hades, he discovered that the power of the gods was not something that could be obtained through cultivation. He took over and mastered Hades' divine power without any major setbacks.

"This is the power of Hades!" Poseidon exclaimed in shock.

"Wrong, it's the power of Hades!" Tan Wenjie corrected, gripping the grappling hook with both hands, signaling Poseidon to continue charging forward.

Kratos, who was behind him, was stunned. He really didn't expect that his little brother, who had always been following behind him, had killed Hades, the god of the underworld, and obtained his power.

“Jay!” Kratos gritted his teeth and said, “Keep going up!”

The rage still burns, and Kratos will never stop his advance.

Tan Wenjie used his grappling hook to lock onto Poseidon's ribs, and with a powerful swing, he circled around and landed on Poseidon's shoulder.

He pulled hard with both hands, and Poseidon's neck was locked by the hook chain.

With a slight exertion, the grappling hook even managed to dangle under his chin.

Poseidon struggled fiercely, but its sharp claws drew ever closer, easily piercing its seawater-like skin, and then...

"Pfft-"

The grappling hook pierced through its entire head.

Even Poseidon, the god of the sea, died on the spot.

“You shouldn’t have done this.” Athena reappeared at some point. “You killed Poseidon. The sea is about to collapse, a world flood will come, and all mankind will be destroyed.”

Tan Wenjie stood on the limp corpse of the god and looked into the distance, and sure enough, he saw the waves surging out of control.

But his expression remained calm.

"Stop joking. At most, Greece has the Mediterranean Sea. When the world was destroyed by floods, did you ask Jormungandr or the four sea dragon kings?"

Athena: "..."

She began to doubt whether she was truly the goddess of wisdom, since she had never heard of any of the names Tan Wenjie mentioned.

Before she could say anything more, Tan Wenjie had already put Poseidon's body into a bottle.

He carried his trident in one hand and Hades' grappling hook at his waist, continuing his ascent towards the summit of Mount Olympus. (End of Chapter)