Chapter 419 - 419 212 Lord Donghua Arrives_3

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419: Chapter 212 Lord Donghua Arrives_3 419: Chapter 212 Lord Donghua Arrives_3 The three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand was like a bolt of lightning, plunging straight ahead. The speed of Ancestor Deer was also extremely fast; he reacted immediately and dodged the strike. Then, a nine-colored long spear appeared, thrusting directly toward Yang Jian’s head. Yang Jian’s head tilted, avoiding the spear; surprise flickered in his eyes. This nine-colored deer was not weak; with impressive martial arts that startled even him. But, that was it, Yang Jian dodged the spear and his three-pointed double-edged sword slashed down diagonally. Ancestor Deer’s expression shifted slightly as he hurriedly dodged. Even so, he was still wounded, with a bloodstain appearing on his body. Seeing this, Ancestor Deer’s expression changed subtly, his gaze on Yang Jian altered, Yang Jian’s strength was greater than he had imagined; it was quite unexpected. “How could a Heavenly Venerate be so strong?” Ancestor Deer said in disbelief. Yang Jian sneered, “There are many things you think impossible.” He struck again, launching another attack. After more than a hundred exchanges, Ancestor Deer was covered in wounds. He was exhausted, his mana nearly depleted, while Yang Jian, by contrast, seemed unscathed, not showing the least bit of fatigue, still as formidable as ever. “I lose, do not kill me.” Having failed to break out several times, Ancestor Deer’s expression changed again. At this moment, he was completely caught in Yang Jian’s rhythm. Even if he wanted to escape, it was impossible; the chances of fleeing were nil. Continuing like this, death was only a matter of time. Yang Jian laughed loudly, yet his eyes were extremely cold. Sparing him was out of the question. After hundreds of moves, Ancestor Deer was decapitated by him in one fell swoop. Ancestor Deer died; an Ancient God had fallen. This scene was witnessed by many powerhouses of the Three Realms. Some Ancient Gods who had not taken the Heavenly Court seriously were now startled, and their attitudes suddenly changed. They had not anticipated that the Heavenly Court would truly dare to strike down an Ancient God. They also had not foreseen that a race of Ancient Gods, for merely killing a few humans, would be exterminated like this, especially considering Yang Jian’s strength, which was beyond their expectations. He had defeated the Great Heavenly Venerate in only a few hundred moves. What kind of strength was this? It was absolutely shocking. Such strength, even among the Ancient Gods, belonged to the absolute elite. Only a very few could suppress him. It should be noted that within the Ziwei Heavenly Court, there was not just one Yang Jian. There was also Nezha and that lawless monkey, not to mention the rapidly ascending Great Emperor Ziwei, who was drawing on the Power of Living Beings, The later generations of Living Beings were not as fragile as they had imagined, and they were not as powerful as they thought themselves to be. Once this thought emerged, those Ancient Gods suddenly felt a sense of fear. They felt as if they were being overtaken by the later generations of Living Beings. The previous sense of superiority was gone without a trace. Not just that, their hearts filled with panic. Because all the Ancient Gods could feel that the later generations of Living Beings were targeting them. Yang Jian’s gaze was piercing, his divine might awe-inspiring, his voice spreading across the Three Realms. “Should any Immortal, Buddha, or deity dare to injure ordinary Living Beings without just cause, they shall be put to death without mercy.” Yang Jian’s words were not aimed solely at the Ancient Gods but also at all the present Immortals, Buddhas, and deities. Adhering to the heavenly law, naturally, he would treat everyone equally. An Ancient God, discontented, stepped forward and said, “If mortals were to topple our temples, then what?”” Yang Jian countered, “Are those temples of yours built by your own hands?” That Ancient God was at a loss for words and after a long pause answered, “No.” “Since the temples are not built by yourselves but by the mortals, what’s wrong with mortals toppling temples they built themselves?” Yang Jian questioned back. That Ancient God, angered, said, “You are twisting logic; they built them for us, so naturally, they belong to us.” “Why then do they no longer wish to give them to you? You seek offerings from mortals but do not regard mortals and ordinary Living Beings as life, only thinking of taking from them, or after showing some laughable Divine Feats, expecting mortals to worship you for generations, on what basis?” Yang Jian asked with a cold laugh, The Ancient God was rendered speechless. But soon, he said angrily, “I am a God; isn’t it right that they worship us?” “To hell with that, why should they worship you if you have no contributions? Because you’ve got a big face? These so-called Gods are nothing but powerful Living Beings, and being called a God is merely a title given by Living Beings; don’t act shamelessly as if it’s your due.” Yang Jian raged. In the Mortal World, he too was honored as a God, with temples everywhere. But what had he done? Slaying demons, performing Divine Feats to save people. People worshipped him for his achievements, not because he was a God. Yang Jian had always believed that so-called Gods were merely titled by the people or the common folk. If not, then these so-called Gods were just powerful Living Beings. Nobody is born deserving the worship of other Living Beings. To receive respect and offerings from others, one must first do something for them. Up on Huaguo Mountain, Sun Wukong clapped his hands, greatly admiring Yang Jian’s words. “Look, this is the Immortal worthy of worship, those Ancient Gods, and most of the Immortals want the world to worship them, but they don’t think about what they have done for the world? To take being placed on a pedestal for granted is utterly ridiculous.” Sun Wukong said with a laugh. As his words fell, Lu Dongbin and the others became thoughtful, They also found Sun Wukong’s words reasonable.

Chapter 419 - 419 212 Lord Donghua Arrives_3

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