King Dizang!

Haotian had been held back by Chi You. The greatest obstacle had temporarily vanished!

Yang Jian's gaze turned incomparably cold in an instant. The Nine Revolutions Profound Skill within him circulated frantically, and his terrifying injuries healed at a rate visible to the naked eye. His weakened aura once more grew powerful.

His gaze swept over the Heavenly soldiers and generals before him, who had already been thoroughly dumbfounded.

Those Immortals and Gods of the Heavenly Court who had been swaggering and arrogant just moments ago were now all pale as death. They looked at Yang Jian as though they were staring at a demon god that had crawled out of the Ninefold Nether Hell.

Their pillar of support, their Your Majesty, was locked in a desperate battle with another terrifying being who had appeared from nowhere. He had no time to spare for them.

And this baleful star before them had just exchanged several hard blows with Your Majesty and still hadn't died!

Who could stop him now?

"Stop... stop him!"

At last, a Heavenly general clad in golden armor, clearly someone of considerable rank, gave the order in a trembling voice.

Yet he himself was unconsciously shrinking backward.

However, it was already too late.

"Those who block me, die!"

Yang Jian spat out four icy words, and his figure vanished from where he stood.

The next instant, he had appeared before that Heavenly general.

"Pfft!"

A flash of purple-gold axe light swept past. The Heavenly general, who possessed the cultivation of a Primordial Unity Golden Immortal, did not even have time to let out a scream before he, armor and all, was cleaved in two. His Primordial Spirit was extinguished on the spot.

A rain of blood fell.

That sight became the last straw that broke the camel's