A Token Descends, Stirring Up a Storm
"Well, your idea is quite good, but don't be too hasty. You should discuss this with the Buddhist Order sect first. There's nothing I can do to help you right now," Hongjun said after a moment's thought, clearly considering the matter.
"Yes, Master, I understand. By the way, Master, please keep this token with you for now! If our Great Thunderclap Monastery encounters any difficulties, you can simply crush this token and come to me." Yang Jian said, taking out a token from his storage ring and handing it to Hongjun.
Seeing Yang Jian's action, Hongjun was slightly taken aback, but he did not refuse. After all, he didn't lack this token. He reached out and took the token, then put it away. He then said, "You will probably spend a lot of energy on your trip to the Immortal Realm, and you also have many things to do there, so it's best if you keep this token safe."
After hearing Hongjun's words, Yang Jian nodded. He understood the value of the token to Hongjun, and that Hongjun was unwilling to give it up for nothing. So Yang Jian didn't stand on ceremony, gave a few more instructions, and then took his leave.
"Hmph! These brats dare to play tricks on me. Wait until I break through and see how I deal with you!" Hongjun sneered.
After returning to the Heavenly Court, Yang Jian Yang Jian went straight to his palace and carefully reviewed everything he had seen and heard during that period. It took Yang Jian nearly a week to sort out the entire matter.
"This matter is indeed of utmost importance! But it's good in a way; it's a perfect opportunity to show those people what it means to be outmatched and capable. Moreover, it will facilitate my future development. I want to see who the ultimate victor is!"
"However, I need to find a way to remove the Curse from my body as soon as possible, otherwise those people will definitely target me!" Yang Jian's eyes darted around as he muttered to himself.
Everyone present was stunned to see that Yang Jian dared to provoke them.
This guy is asking for trouble.
"Hahaha, I love guys like you! Come on, let me show you what a real genius is! You piece of trash, I can crush you in one move!"
Just as everyone was stunned, a loud laugh suddenly rang out, followed by a dense aura of killing intent that enveloped Yang Jian. A huge palm print descended from the sky, slamming down on Yang Jian's head.
"Hmph, you really don't know your place. I'll teach you a lesson today, so you won't think you're something special and dare to be so arrogant here!" Yang Jian coldly upon seeing this. Then, without making a move, a black lotus flower suddenly appeared beneath his feet. He then lightly lifted his leg, and the black lotus flower instantly bloomed, transforming into a black spear, which he then fiercely slammed towards the giant hand opposite him.
"Boom!"
With a deafening explosion, Yang Jian and the person opposite him were sent flying, tracing graceful arcs in the air before their bodies crashed violently into the void with a piercing sound. Clearly, neither of their attacks had gained any advantage.
"What! This... how is this possible? You... how could you possess such terrifying strength!" Upon seeing this scene, the person opposite him immediately showed a shocked expression, and his eyes were filled with astonishment as he looked at Yang Jian. Clearly, Yang Jian's punch just now had completely exceeded his expectations.
"Nothing is impossible. Your strength is indeed formidable, but unfortunately for you, you've met me! Today, I'll show you my power!" A cold sneer appeared on Yang Jian's lips. He then activated his dark-elemental Cultivation Method once more, unleashing an even more violent aura. With a single Yang Jian his spot.
The next second, Yang Jian appeared in front of that person, and then the dark spear in his hand stabbed directly towards the person's chest.
"Bang!"
"Pfft!"
The dark spear pierced the man's chest in an instant, and blood gushed out. Clearly, this guy had never expected Yang Jian's speed to be so terrifying.
"Damn it, this... how is this possible? How could I possibly be defeated by such an ant? This is impossible!" Feeling the wound on his chest, the man's face contorted with rage, and his eyes blazed with intense resentment.
"Ant? What are you? You dare call me an ant?! Kneel down and get out of here! Otherwise, I'll kill you right here today!" Yang Jian sneered.
"You... you actually dared to bully me like this, I will never forgive you! Even if I become a ghost, I will never let you go!" Seeing Yang Jian insult him like this, a sinister light appeared on the man's face, and he roared angrily, his eyes flashing with intense resentment.
Upon hearing this, a mocking expression flashed in Yang Jian's eyes, and he said calmly, "Is that so? Then let's see if you have the ability!"
After saying that, Yang Jian moved once again, appearing directly in front of his opponent.
"Bang!"
Yang Jian's dark spear pierced the man's chest once more, and blood gushed out, filling the air with a strong stench of blood. Yang Jian then lunged at the man, gripping the dark spear tightly once more, and another spray of blood erupted.
"Well..."
Upon seeing Yang Jian's insane actions, the man couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a look of pain appearing on his face. Clearly, Yang Jian had thoroughly enraged him.
Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jian thrust his dark spear down at his opponent once more. The black spear tip pierced through the opponent's shoulder and, under Yang Jian's control, pinned him to the void.
The bullet pierced his shoulder blade, and an intense pain instantly shot from his shoulder into his brain. His entire body trembled involuntarily, clearly indicating the excruciating pain.