Perfect World: The Path of Pure Source

This night was destined to be unforgettable for everyone.

So many things happened in one day that the ancient beings were horrified and the onlookers outside were terrified.

In a single day, the Overlord first cultivated two strands of immortal energy and slaughtered a thousand of his attackers. Then, he roamed through various minor worlds, wreaking havoc and annihilating six major tribes. Large numbers of powerful figures fell, heads rolled, and blood splattered everywhere.

This shocked the ancient immortals!

"Unbelievable! How could someone at his level achieve this? It's too powerful!"

"This is a complete breakdown in relations, a fight to the death with the Five Clans Alliance. I think the Immortal Ancient Kingdom is about to start fighting amongst itself."

In every small world, countless beings were awestruck and filled with longing!

They also wanted to be like the Overlord, quick to settle scores and avenge wrongs, even to the point of not letting grudges linger overnight and taking revenge on the same day.

This ruthless action caused blood to stain the six realms, enemies rained down like rain, and the powerful counterattack shocked the ten directions!

Even the Dragon Sparrow, the Cobra, the Golden Elephant, and the Rakshasa Clan headquarters fell silent, momentarily unable to react.

I never expected Yang Jian to be so ruthless in his revenge!

However, soon after, under the instruction of the Silverblood Demon Tree Clan, the leader of the Five Clans Alliance, the various clans took new actions.

"There is evidence that the Thunder Tribulation Liquid on the Overlord's body can dispel the Immortal Ancient Curse! This is internal information from the Eight-Armed Soul Clan, and the Overlord himself used it to partially dispel the curse!"

Historical records indicate that cultivating a physical body imbued with immortal energy can dispel ancient curses!

"One strand of immortal energy offers hope, two strands of immortal energy increase the probability, and the more the better. Once you obtain such a physical body, you can leave the Immortal Ancient City and soar to the heavens in the outside world, with a smooth and unobstructed path to enlightenment."

Soon, news spread like wildfire, all targeting Yang Jian, stirring up trouble and trying to get more forces involved to join the attack.

After all, this is the last time the Immortal Ancient Land will be opened. Once this era ends, no one knows what will happen to this ancient land. Therefore, some powerful individuals and clans have gone mad and started to gamble everything, unwilling to give up any hope.

Meanwhile, in Bright City, Yang Jian also received the news. He sneered, "Silver Blood Demon Tree, I'm just about to settle accounts with you!"

Back when he was besieged in the Cold Realm, it was the Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan that blocked the Eight-Armed Soul Clan's reinforcements, and they are still blocking them in their territory to this day, all to put pressure on them.

Soon, Yang Jian changed direction and headed straight for the Sacrifice Spirit Realm to reclaim the ancestral land of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan.

Outside the territory of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan in the Sacrificial Realm.

There are quite a few people blocking this place, confronting the powerful members of the Soul Clan.

Leading the group were three beings, all dressed in silver robes, whose vital energy burned like snow-white flames.

Yang Jian descended silently, and with a sweep of his double pupils, he discerned the strength of everyone present. Among them were two middle-aged men who were both celestial gods, one male and one female, their blood energy surging, their bodies shining like silver suns; and a young man with a warm smile, radiant spirit, and an exceptionally outstanding and extraordinary temperament.

It was obvious that the two celestial beings had come to protect him, which showed that the young man was no ordinary person, and he himself was indeed remarkable, having already reached the Great Perfection of True God.

Yang Jian directly accessed the memories of Gu Jianyun and the others. As their partners, they also knew this person, named Yin Kun, who was a rising star of the Silver Blood Demon Tree clan and had outstanding strength among his peers. Moreover, he had an unusual identity as a direct descendant of the clan, deeply favored by the clan leader, and was expected to be a leading figure in the future.

Just then, the old god of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan's expression shifted slightly as he sensed a familiar aura. Yang Jian did not conceal it, thus he knew that his clansmen had returned.

He then fixed his gaze on the three silver figures at the forefront. "Yin Kun, now that your plan has failed and your ambush has been thwarted, aren't you going to retreat?"

"What plan? What ambush? We weren't involved. We're here for only one purpose: to take away Overlord, nothing more." Yin Kun smiled, completely unconcerned.

The eight-armed Soul Clan expert was furious upon hearing this, "Insolence! You think you can just take them away like that? Do you even have the strength to do that?!"

"No one can stop my Silver Blood Demon Tree clan from taking away whoever they want; he is ours." Yin Kun responded calmly, confident in the power of the Five Clans Alliance and with the Void Dao Ancestor in a clear state and able to take action, he wanted to force the Eight-Armed Soul Clan to join him.

But just then, a voice rang out from afar, interrupting his words.

"You frogs in a well, spouting nonsense! How dare you talk such blatant lies? I'm right here today, and I'll make sure none of you leave!"

As the sound rang out, a golden meteor fell from the sky and crashed to the ground.

Amidst the blazing light, a handsome man emerged wearing a lotus crown, golden armor, and white robes. He possessed double pupils, a third eye on his forehead, and was surrounded by two streams of immortal energy, making him extraordinary and majestic like a god!

Upon seeing his appearance and attire, everyone present knew who it was.

The Overlord, Yang Jian!

"It's good that you've returned! You've established a great reputation and brought glory to our clan!" The powerful members of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan laughed heartily, filled with immense satisfaction. Because of Yang Jian, their clan had gained the reputation of being the number one in the ancient immortal realm, a reputation that had risen even higher than before.

The Silverblood Demon Tree Clan cultivators all wore cold expressions. Yin Kun looked over and stared at Yang Jian, saying, "We've tried to reason with you, but you won't listen. Enough with the pleasantries, let's settle this with our actions and take you away!"

At his command, two celestial gods rushed out to capture the Overlord, but the celestial gods of the Eight-Armed Soul Clan also intervened and intercepted them, leading to a great battle.

Yin Kun simply took matters into his own hands, revealing his true form as a silver ancient tree with towering branches and a sound like thunder.

"You are only at the Great Perfection of Divine Fire, while I have already reached the Perfection of True One, a whole realm above you! What use is being a genius? You still have to submit!" The silver ancient tree moved, its huge branches whipping out, cracking the void, and each branch transformed into a law, terrifying beyond measure.

"So what if you're a higher realm? I'll kill you with one punch!" However, Yang Jian didn't care at all. He activated the Heavenly Horn Ant Treasure Technique, and two streams of immortal energy flowed into his body. His purple domineering blood suddenly boiled, making his entire body shine brightly, like a purple sun burning down and crushing down.

Boom! With a punch, the golden phantom of the Heavenly Horned Ant instantly transformed into the Prison Suppression Fist Imprint and fell. Without any fancy moves, the most simple and unadorned power miraculously shattered all the attacking branches and True One Laws, and enveloped Yin Kun with purple waves like crashing waves and golden flames.

"How is this possible!" Yin Kun was shocked, but how could his mortal body, which had not yet cultivated immortal energy, compare to it? He was directly disintegrated and exploded under the light of the fist, shattering from the roots to the crown of the tree, burning inch by inch.

After the punch, Yin Kun was gone, leaving only a pile of ashes.

"Dead? Killed with a single punch? I can't believe my eyes!" The cultivators present were dumbfounded. They had thought that Overlord was very strong, after all, his battle record was there, but when they actually witnessed it, it was a different story.

This kind of strength is captivating and soul-stirring; it is an overwhelming and domineering force!

One punch, and he annihilated a True God at the Great Perfection stage!

If I say I'll kill you with one punch, then I mean I'll kill you with one punch, not a single move more.

"This child is truly terrifying; he must not be allowed to live!" Even the two celestial beings of the Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan couldn't help but gasp, sensing a glimpse of a horrifying future.

Unfortunately, they can't get out of here.

With the help of Yang Jian lending the Taiyin Xuanjian to the old god, the Eight-Armed Soul Clan also killed the god of the Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan and repelled the invaders.

After the battle, the Soul Clan members rushed over to check on Yang Jian, asking, "Yang Jian, are you alright?"

"I'm fine, but I want to take the initiative and destroy the Five Clans Alliance!" Yang Jian smiled and withdrew his Xuanjian. He was fine, and those who were in trouble were the enemies. At this moment, he put forward his idea.

"Do you really have that kind of confidence?" The old god of the Soul Clan frowned and reminded him, "The Silver Blood Demon Tree Clan truly has a Void Dao Ancestor who remains conscious. Our clan's ancestor is unable to go out, so I'm afraid we are no match for them."

"I have obtained the Supreme Artifact. The Soul Clan leader can wield it to sweep through the Immortal Ancient Realm and annihilate all enemies." Yang Jian only said this one sentence.

But the effect of this one sentence surpassed all flowery words, causing the old god of the Soul Clan to catch his breath and stand there dumbfounded for a long time.

A supreme artifact? The old god took a deep breath, and after confirming it several times, he couldn't help but burst into laughter, extremely excited!

"Good, very good! Heaven has eyes! It's time for my Eight-Armed Soul Clan to prosper!" He was overjoyed and excited, and couldn't help but spin around a few times. After calming down, his eyes flashed, and he patted Yang Jian's shoulder and said, "Here's what we'll do. Don't let the news leak out yet. I'm going to secretly meet with the ancestors of the Centaur Clan, the Ancient Demon Clan, and the Beautiful Human Clan to discuss taking the initiative."

Yang Jian nodded upon hearing this. "Alright, you can also tell them to wait until I break through to the True God realm before taking action. At that time, I will have the Thunder Tribulation Liquid to dispel the curse and lend them a helping hand."

"Alright, this way it's more thorough. After all, it's a matter of the clan's fate, so we can't be careless." The old god agreed, then remembered something and said, "If you want to break through to the True God realm, why don't you go to that Immortal Ancient Medicine Garden? It was recently created, and your two Stone Clan friends have already gone there."

Immortal Ancient Medicine Garden? Yang Jian's expression shifted upon hearing this, recalling this place of great fortune. He had almost missed this treasure land during his seclusion in the Cold Realm and subsequent purge of various factions!

Now is the perfect time to go and seek opportunities.