The vast hall was utterly silent. Everyone had been cowed by Jiang Yang's aura, which crushed heaven and earth and brought the sun and moon to submission!
The sun sank in the west, its golden light spilling over the entire Mount Olympus range and over the hall of the gods atop the Divine Mountain.
Jiang Yang wreathed himself in his golden Divine Ring, his sacred, majestic bearing seeming to merge with the sun in the sky.
He stood proudly in the open-air hall, looking at the gods before him, yet sighed faintly inwardly.
Now I've really offended these old fellows.
Still, he had no regrets. He had done the right thing.
As for the God Kings before him whose mouths were twitching, he decided to persuade them with alcohol after the meeting. If alcohol failed, he would persuade them physically.
One way or another, he would make them yield.
Among the gods, Odin's son Thor and Zeus's son Apollo gazed admiringly at Jiang Yang in the hall.
"Uncle Jiang Yang is so cool! Suppressing all the gods single-handedly-he's an absolute idol!"
Aulisel, too, stared wide-eyed in astonishment from within the screen of light. She had known Jiang Yang would help her, but had never expected him to do it this way.
No wonder Li Xiaowa had been so confident earlier. It turned out she had known Jiang Yang had the boldness to flip the table.
Watching Jiang Yang standing in the hall, she felt a sense of security warm her heart.
And in the gods' minds, a thought arose almost simultaneously.
Jiang Yang was the true king of all gods.
After that day's grand assembly of the gods ended, the once-lackadaisical gods seemed to have been wound up like clockwork.
Under Aulisel's guidance, they completed all manner of tasks