The celestial realm,
the battle between the Five Directional War Gods and Yang Jian remained deadlocked, neither side able to gain the upper hand.
Where their divine powers intersected, a forbidden zone of death formed; any whose magic was weak and entered it would instantly perish.
At that moment, however, a warrior clad in brown armor entered the area.
This person was none other than the nominal second-most powerful expert in the celestial realm, Curtain Lifting General.
Curtain Lifting General drew his weapon, the Crescent Moon Shovel, and immediately unleashed a wave of magic toward Yang Jian.
His attack did not need to be immensely powerful; it only needed to break the delicate balance between the Five Directional War Gods, Yang Jian, and the others.
Once the balance was broken, the sphere of energy between the two factions would tilt toward one side, and whatever the energy sphere passed over would inevitably suffer a terrifying, peerless attack.
With eyes split and a gaze filled with fury, Yang Jian watched the relentlessly approaching attack. Feeling Nezha, Howling Celestial Dog, and the Meishan Brothers fighting shoulder-to-shoulder with him, a fierce resolve instantly rose in his heart. My life is of little consequence, but I must absolutely not let these good brothers of mine come to harm. I must protect them.
The next instant,
Yang Jian let out a roar, opening his heavenly eye between his brows to release an intimidating wave of magical power.
Boom— The radiance released by the heavenly eye collided with Curtain Lifting General's attack, producing an energetic explosion. The tides stirred up by the energy relentlessly battered the deadlocked Five Directional War Gods, Yang Jian, and the others.
Curtain Lifting General held no great goodwill toward Yang Jian; he merely carried out the commands issued from above with