The Gods' Tomb and the Mysterious Girl

"Die!" Yang Jian coldly shouted.

"Stop!"

Upon seeing Yang Jian's actions, the Heavenly Emperor's expression changed drastically. He roared, clearly realizing the seriousness of the situation and daring not to be negligent. He immediately raised his crimson halberd to block Yang Jian's attack.

"What? He's the Heavenly Emperor? How is that possible? How could he suddenly appear here? Didn't he leave Nine Star City a long time ago? How could he be here? Could it be that he already found the location of that treasure?" Upon seeing this scene, Yang Jian's face turned even paler.

Yang Jian clearly never expected to encounter the Heavenly Emperor in this place, let alone in the Heavenly Emperor's hands. Most importantly, the Heavenly Emperor was not dead, making the situation extremely complicated.

The Heavenly Emperor's strength was originally far superior to his own, and now that he was injured, his fighting power had been greatly reduced. If he were to encounter the Heavenly Emperor again now, he would definitely not be their match. Moreover, Yang Jian was certain that the Heavenly Emperor still had trump cards up his sleeve.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian dared not linger any longer. He stomped his foot on the ground and shot to the side, his speed increasing instantly, widening the distance between himself and the Heavenly Emperor.

"Hahaha, what a Yang Jian! As expected of the most dazzling genius of the younger generation in the Heavenly Martial Divine Kingdom, not only is his cultivation speed terrifyingly fast, but his combat power is also monstrous. This Divine Spirit Tomb Burial is truly a grand event." Just as Yang Jian and Qingxuan's figures disappeared into the dark night, a cold snort suddenly came from the side. Immediately afterwards, a group of people slowly emerged from the darkness, looking in the direction where Yang Jian and Qingxuan had disappeared, their faces revealing an excited expression.

"Heh, this Divine Spirit burial is indeed a grand occasion, but also a perilous one. I never expected to encounter another prodigy here. It seems this Divine Spirit burial is destined to be a fierce battle!"

"Hmph, what's so scary about a battle between dragons and tigers? He's just an ant, not worth worrying about. This Divine Spirit, even if he has talent, what can he do? He'll just be throwing his life away. Let's see if he'll be so lucky this time!" A cold laugh rang out, and then several figures appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Yes, he's just an ant, but even as an ant, he still has the blood of the God Race flowing through his veins. Now that we've run into him, we must get rid of him. Otherwise, once he grows up, he will be a huge crisis for us!" Another man nodded in agreement.

"Hmph, you don't need to worry about this. I'll handle it! I promise I'll help you complete this grand plan!" At this moment, a girl walked up and said in an extremely arrogant tone.

"Oh? Who are you? You think you can take down Yang Jian with your cultivation level? You underestimate the geniuses of our Divine Domain!" Upon hearing the girl's words, a look of disdain flashed in the eyes of the group.

"Hmph, I'm not a genius, and I know I'm no match for Yang Jian. But even if I'm no match for Yang Jian, if we join forces, we should be able to deal with him, right? Don't you think he's far too arrogant? Aren't you afraid of being wiped out?" the girl sneered.

"Exterminate our race? You're being ridiculous! We, the Divine Domain, are the rulers of the God Realm. What right does a mere ant have to be arrogant in front of us? It's utterly laughable!" Upon hearing the girl's words, several young members of the God Race showed disdain on their faces.

Although the girl's words were somewhat exaggerated, nothing in this world is absolute. Just like now, although Yang Jian's talent is incredibly extraordinary, he is still no match for these young geniuses of the God Race. They don't even bother to give Yang Jian a second glance.

Upon hearing the girl's words, Yang Jian's expression darkened further, and a look of displeasure appeared on his face.

"You are all utterly unreasonable, utterly ungrateful! Since you want to die, then don't blame me for being ruthless. Since you want to die, then I will grant your wish. Today I will kill a few pieces of trash like you, saving me the trouble of wasting my time!" Yang Jian coldly stared at these young people and spoke directly, his words filled with endless killing intent. Clearly, Yang Jian was completely enraged at this moment.

"What an arrogant brat! I admit your talent is strong, even heaven-defying, but do you think you can kill us with your current strength? That's wishful thinking, utterly delusional. Do you think we're fools?" Upon hearing Yang Jian's words, a young genius from the God Race couldn't help but sneer, clearly not taking Yang Jian's words seriously.

"Hmph, since that's the case, then I won't hold back anymore. Kill them!" Seeing this, Yang Jian didn't want to waste any more words. He snorted coldly and then soared into the sky, flying straight into the dark night. He swung the Fallen Sacred Sword in his hand, and the terrifying Sword-Ray, like a bright moon, swept into the dark night in an instant.

Yang Jian's speed was incredibly fast; in the blink of an eye, he had soared into the sky, instantly arriving in the heavens.

At the same time, Yang Jian's Fallen Sacred Sword slashed fiercely down into the dark night. A terrifying aura instantly emanated from Yang Jian's body, and a Sword-Ray roared out from the darkness, tearing fiercely towards the darkness in the sky above.

"Huh? Not good! Run!" Upon seeing Yang Jian's attack, the leading elder frowned slightly, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes. Clearly, he hadn't expected Yang Jian to possess such terrifying attack methods, and he immediately exclaimed in alarm.

Clearly, they sensed the terrifying threat contained within Yang Jian's attack.

However, his shout had barely faded when Yang Jian's attack descended. Instantly, the old man's face turned pale, and a strong sense of life-or-death crisis rose from his heart.

"Hmph!" Upon seeing the old man's expression, Yang Jian's lips curled into a mocking smile, clearly showing his disdain for the old man's reaction.

Although this old man had reached the peak of the Divine Emperor Realm, he had absolutely no chance of resisting Yang Jian.