Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

The King of Heaven is dead, the fallen God is dead!

Two ancient kings who were destined to cultivate immortality, and who even possessed the rudiments of immortality and were about to take that step, were kicked to death as casually as stray dogs on the roadside.

The King of Heaven, employing the most powerful assassination techniques and using secret methods to kill other kings, was slapped into a pulp by the Overlord, his physical body and soul exploding together.

The Fallen God Child, despite wielding supreme heavenly power and unleashing two ultimate techniques along with his dual bodies, displaying the might of immortal energy, was still slapped to pieces by the Overlord and imprisoned on the spot as a War Soul Slave.

The fact that two powerful figures died with a single blow was so shocking that no one in the arena could believe it or accept it.

"One second he was a majestic and powerful figure, how could he turn into a pile of mud the next second? Am I dreaming? In all the ancient times, has there ever been such a ruthless person who slaughters kings like chickens and dogs?" Even the ancient freak who arrived was stunned and bewildered, questioning his life and deeply shocked.

"Dead with a single slap? It's that simple?" The Ancient Saint was also shocked. That was a king who had swept through two generations of immortals and ancient times, yet he was directly killed by Yang Jian with a single slap! Doesn't that mean that even if he has made a great breakthrough now, facing Yang Jian is still just a matter of a single slap?

After cultivating a strand of immortal energy, it was indeed terrifying, far beyond what other mortal geniuses could contend with!

At this moment, everyone shares this consensus.

Then, everyone stared intently at the Dark God Child and Lone Sword Cloud. These two kings hadn't moved. Did they still want to fight against the Overlord?

Can they still stand against the overlord?

Isn't this a bit overestimating their abilities?

Unbeknownst to many, everyone's gaze was ambiguous; some were expectant, some gloated, and some were excited.

Now it seems that these two are the real challengers!

However, for a true king, external demons cannot disturb his mind. The two remained unmoved, but their expressions became solemn and serious, and their eyes were fixed on Yang Jian.

They realized that the most terrifying enemy had appeared.

If I cannot overcome this tribulation of the heretical demon king today, it will be the time when I die and my cultivation dissipates!

"Now, it's your turn, you two. Dance to your hearts' content." Yang Jian's gaze swept over them, filled with amusement, confidence, and nonchalance.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jianyun lowered his eyes, his fingers brushing across the blade of his sword as he softly chanted, "Treasured sword, oh precious sword, today I wield you to slay dragons and vanquish madmen, to quell the storm!"

"Tch, so confident to the point of arrogance." The Dark God's lips curled into a sinister smile. No one had ever spoken to him like this before. Without hesitation, he struck out with a palm from a distance, sending a blood-soaked death knell flying from his palm.

The sound of the bell shook many people to their death. Their physical bodies were unharmed, but their primordial spirits were shaken off and they died, which was extremely eerie.

"The Soul-Losing Bell! Such an evil technique has actually appeared in the world?" The surrounding cultivators were terrified and retreated decisively, only to see the overlord standing there with his hands behind his back, not even showing any intention of making a move, uttering only three words: "A trivial matter!"

The next moment, the death knell struck, and Yang Jian suddenly roared. His physical blood and qi transformed into purple qi from the east and burst forth, sweeping across a hundred miles. The rolling sound waves also transformed into waves of purple and red. Everyone was astonished. Without using any supernatural powers, he was actually more amazing than the Lion's Roar, the Bull's Roar, and other precious techniques with just his physical strength!

Thud! The roar collided with the bell, and even the blood-red mountains surrounding the main hall cracked and collapsed. Then, the roar forcefully dispersed the bell's energy, and even swept the Soul-Falling Bell back, slamming it heavily into the palm of the Dark God Child. Immediately, the aftershocks surged out, forming a tangible gale that caused some people to scream, bleeding from their seven orifices, and retreating rapidly in terror.

At the same time, Gu Jianyun also drew his sword. His sword came from the west, as if a celestial being had descended from the heavens. The pure white sword light was as cold as snow. Just as the sword light shot in front of Yang Jian, the overlord laughed and slowly plucked out a hair from his head.

He flicked his hair, which stood straight up like a sword blade, and then, with a surge of powerful purple blood energy, he slashed down, blocking and shattering the sword light cleaved by the Sword Valley King.

A single hair?!

Upon seeing this, everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. This was not just outrageous, it was downright outrageous!

If a single hair, enhanced by physical strength, can shatter sword light, wouldn't that mean that a single hair could kill a whole group of cultivators here?

Upon realizing this, no one dared to think any further. They all retreated, looking at Yang Jian as if he were a monster.

Even Gu Jianyun himself frowned, staring at Yang Jian's physical body. "Such a body, not only was it tempered by the Chaos Elixir, but also enhanced by immortal energy and the Heavenly Horned Ant Technique. What else has it been refined by?"

"Why waste your time using sword energy when you have a sword forged from immortal gold? You have to rely on your strength to use sword energy instead of your sword!" The Dark God Child glared at Lone Sword Cloud in dissatisfaction, and then directly attacked. The ancient patterns on his body revived, and the legacy of his previous life was unleashed, propelling him to strike Yang Jian's crown with a palm.

As the dark energy surged forth, frost blanketed the sky and the earth. Yang Jian calmly raised his hand and exchanged a palm strike with the Dark God Child. Their physical bodies clashed, and purple and black blood energy erupted simultaneously, surging into the sky with an exceptionally deep sound, like the booming of a celestial drum, causing many people's blood and qi to surge.

From a distance, it looks like two giant furnaces burning, with plumes of smoke billowing into the sky—a truly magnificent sight!

"His physical body is actually immune to the Dark God Child? That's the corpse of a powerful being left over from the previous era!" The cultivators in the hall were dumbfounded. Among the ancient immortal kings, the Dark God Child was the most famous for his physical body, known as the strongest in this field! But now it has been broken by the Overlord?

Is the throne, which is supreme in the physical body, really going to be taken away by someone else?

Hearing the words of the crowd, the Dark God Child coldly snorted, his body immediately clanging and emitting divine light from multiple parts, unleashing one powerful technique after another; Yang Jian blinked his double pupils, discerning the trajectory, and a coiled dragon flew from his arm, its force tearing through the air; a white jade elephant flew from his leg, shattering a great mountain; and a blue roc flew from his head, whipping up a fierce wind...

A series of powerful techniques blasted directly in front of Yang Jian; it was practically a natural, ancient divine skill!

It can be said that every strike from the Dark God Child was imbued with divine power, because his physical body was so terrifying that every inch of it was sealed with a precious technique. Once attacked, it would unleash bone runes. This was not controlled by his primordial spirit, but rather released by the instinct of his physical body.

"Very flashy, but none of them are your own." Yang Jian commented, and then beams of divine light shot out from his double pupils, shattering all the magical beast shadows. Then, he grabbed out with both hands at the same time, facing the dark god descending from the sky.

At this moment, the two of them grabbed each other's hands and were locked in a direct physical struggle.

"Lone Sword Cloud!" The Dark God Child shouted, urging him on. Seeing this, Lone Sword Cloud frowned, but still made his move. He let out a long roar, and the divine sword in his hand shone. He became one with the sword, with unparalleled sharpness. The sword light tore through the void and bloomed into thousands of rays of light, with a chilling coldness freezing the void.

What's even more terrifying is that a faint wisp of immortal energy was clearly swirling around the sword light! At the same time, the Dark God Child also erupted, a faint wisp of immortal energy appeared outside his body, many parts of his body glowed, and his magical techniques intertwined, creating a spectacular phenomenon. However, this immortal energy was not cultivated by him, but rather manifested through the self-nourishment of his physical body.

Yang Jian remained calm, having long since discerned that these two had cultivated their immortal energy after him and Shi Hao. Without the ominous obstruction, the difficulty of this trial had been greatly reduced, making it incomparable to what it had been before.

Moreover, he was not surprised, as the four people here today had originally cultivated immortal energy in history.

"Kill!" In the next moment, the Dark God Child and Lone Sword Cloud shouted at the same time, using the power of immortal energy to kill the Overlord!

Boom! A terrifying scene unfolded with this attack. The aftershocks burst through the palace, sweeping away a towering mountain range outside the palace. Large sections of the mountain fell, shaking the earth and sending up clouds of dust.

"Immortal aura? Both of them have cultivated immortal aura, no wonder they didn't run away from the Overlord!" People couldn't believe it, were these ancient kings? No wonder they were said to be able to sweep away all enemies and be invincible!

At this moment, people's mentality changed drastically again. Could the Overlord withstand two masters who had cultivated immortal energy?

The sudden appearance of this ethereal aura caused a complete reversal of fortunes, instantly plunging the arena into chaos.

Even the Dark God Child and Lone Sword Cloud revealed confident smiles as they looked at the place where smoke and dust were boiling.

But their confident smiles quickly froze.

As the surrounding fog gradually thinned, a hazy purple aura took its place.

The next moment, a sea of ​​purple energy surged and roared, coming from the east for 30,000 miles, instantly filling the sky and the earth, awe-inspiring and soul-stirring, as if the entire starry sky had fallen, every inch of it was purple radiance, every inch of it was purple flame.

In the very center, Yang Jian strolled out leisurely, unharmed, his clothes spotless, not even a single strand of hair was disheveled. What was most striking was that at the very center of the purple sea of ​​blood energy emanating from his body, there was a celestial aura hanging high and shining brightly!

Auspicious purple clouds drift from the east for 30,000 miles, and celestial energy hangs high, suppressing all heroes!

A wisp of immortal energy, incomparably pure and intense, even thicker and brighter than the combined immortal energy of the Dark God Child and Lone Sword Cloud!

"As expected, the Overlord has also cultivated immortal energy, surpassing Lone Sword Cloud and the Dark God Child earlier and stronger!"

"This means that his path surpasses both of them!"

At this moment, seeing them in person was even more impressive than hearing about them. Everyone's hearts were filled with excitement. They had truly witnessed what it meant to be invincible, what it meant to be undefeated in the world, and what it meant to be the most respected person in the world!

Even a gathering of heroes, a king with an ethereal aura, is merely a foil to the overlord.