CHAPTER 418: CHAPTER 418: 20X STRENGTH

This is a test, meant to show them that the defensive attacks in this war could unleash tenfold, even twentyfold, their strength!

In other words, they are about to engage in a war, one that involves Level 30 Strong Gods and possibly the triumphant Han Han!

How could Yang Tian possibly hold against such power?

Saturn snorted first and then said, "Speaking of death, laugh! Yes, your strength truly exceeded our expectations, with seven mighty God-level Thor fighting on your side! But this time, things are different!"

"Indeed! In the realm of gods, we can no longer afford to treat you as the wandering devil you once were. This move has always led to collapse from within! This time, you are left with no choice but to fight me!" Zuo Zhenhai responded coldly.

As for the Pope, his declaration was vicious: "Heretic! I have endured thirty years of battles for this day! How do you hope to resolve it? Competing through pure power? Your fate is nothing but a path to death!"

At this moment, three figures are deliberating ways to suppress the thoughts of killing in their minds. Their confrontation intensifies as their battle approaches.

They even envision the scene of Yang Tian failing to resist, crushed by the energy of war, shattered into pieces!

However, from the tale of an Innate Expert, despite facing seven withering Divine Spirits, there is the impact of the skies, sun, and moon shaking the battlefield!

After all, it is an attack they have never seen before, never even imagined.

"My heavens! This... is this a battle array? The power... it’s too immense... unbelievably immense!"

Heitie Muhammad stared upward, as though witnessing the creation of a new world, his face frozen in a stunned gaze!

The Kunpeng Venerable and others were the same.

At this moment, an old man attempting to staunch the blood streaming from his fractured arm, his face twisted with resentment, screamed, "Kill him! Eliminate that wretch quickly! I’ve long awaited revenge for this shattered old arm, and now the moment has come, Jiajia!"

The legendary domain crackled with mighty energy. Its surrounding aura suffocated and silenced many hearts, some feeling close to vomiting as they struggled to suppress their emotions, saying, "Is this it? Is the myth about to end?"

Swish!

Just when everyone believed the conclusion was undeniable, Yang Tian finally drew a blade.

It wasn’t his finest Dark Magic skill—none of the Nine Forms of magic were unleashed!

Even the famed Magic Armor seemed forgotten.

He wielded merely an ordinary blade, moving at an unhurried pace.

"Is Yang Tian surrendering?"

Seeing this, everyone was bewildered. Some women practitioners couldn’t bear to watch further.

"Haha! Surrendering seems inevitable! How could he possibly contend with our ultimate assault?"

The three from Saturn laughed heartily upon witnessing the scene.

But in the next instant, amidst the laughter, Yang Tian’s voice lacked sorrow or joy, his tone serene: "One slash shatters revelry, flames ignite!"

Whoosh!

As the sound spread, a black flame of magic suddenly engulfed the pure-white helicopter within its burning grasp.

Indeed!

A single, seemingly fragile flame, flickering precariously as though it might extinguish at any moment.

When people laid eyes upon it, they couldn’t help but furrow their brows.

What kind of move was this?

Such feeble flames arriving with Yang Tian.

Did he understand nothing of true power?

At that moment, standing ahead of everyone was Yang Tian, dressed in a black cloak, with black hair billowing.

All present, unconsciously, held their breath, gazing at Yang Tian with a newfound, profound awe.

There was no reason to!

The area was teeming with ten gods!

Everyone believed Yang Tian faced certain death this time.

But the final outcome?

Ten gods fell, leaving only Yang Tian unharmed—a legend worthy of the title World Myth, hailed as the world’s greatest!

Of course, what they didn’t know was that atop the Forbidden City, Yang Tian had once encountered sixteen Divine Spirits from the Seven Ancient Martial Academies.

Among the sixteen, led by Hee Chongdao, the Xuantian Sect and Linglong, and Xuan Girl, only two among them had reached the Peak of Gods, while the rest were the foremost of godly ranks.

Compared to today’s Tuen, their strength fell a tier short.

But their numbers dominated.

Even so, Yang Tian annihilated them all.

Thus, even at the outset today, the ending was already determined!

Scanning the crowd surrounding him, Yang Tian’s gaze remained detached. He waved to Alice, saying softly, "Alice, I need to venture into these scattered Fairy relics. When I’m gone for a time, bring news to the Yang Family and ease my parents’, sister’s, and everyone’s worries!"

"Certainly, ensure that the young generation no longer harbors notions that the myths have died."

Speaking thus, Yang Tian’s gaze swept across the crowd, and wherever his gaze landed, none dared meet his eyes—they all lowered their heads immediately.

For they recognized Yang Tian was speaking to Alice.

But this was addressed to them all!

Back in South Africa, rumors spread by the survivors falsely claimed Yang Tian’s death, plunging the Yang Family into near collapse!

Although today seemed different than before, without Yang Tian’s presence, no one dared to offend the Yang Family easily. Meanwhile, David, Ren Yuan, and Ma Yu, two disciples on the cusp of reaching the Golden Core Era, lent their protection.

But as a precaution, Yang Tian spoke ahead.

This occasion of exploring the Three Immortals Relics linked to Siberia’s everlasting avatars aimed to predict future skills.

Yang Tian foresaw that if fruitful discoveries emerged, he might need to retreat briefly into isolation.

Thus, wielding deterrence from the very start was imperative.

Naturally, such feats as slaying ten gods alongside his enemies deterred those scheming in secret.

Turning to leave, Yang Tian flicked his sleeve and strode into the ruins of the Three Immortals.

On Qian Yuan Island, the Three Immortals Ruins once again resurrected after a hundred years.

As the world’s first, Mr. Yang drove to Qianyuan Island, encircled by ten mighty gods bent on killing him, including Sha Dun, the Great Emperor, and Qingxu Gate leader Zuo Zhenhai.

Mr. Yang shattered the perceptions of gods and the five senses of the Seven Gods.

Saturn, the Pope, and Zuo Zhenhai came together for an unprecedented battle against their enemy.

With a magical decapitation strike, Mr. Yang toppled Saturn, the Great Emperor, and Zuo Zhenhai.

Moments after Yang Tian ventured into the Three Immortals Relics, news spread like a bomb, shaking the world out of its brief moment of calm.

Ten gods had fallen!

This marked the most catastrophic battle since the discovery of Shangda’s power began.

What lay behind such news?

It signified Yang Tian’s unrivaled strength and might.

The ability to crush any God Class expert had already erased every other god.

Yang Tian, how powerful could he become? How strong was he truly?

This question echoed almost instinctively in the minds of all who heard the news.

A Yang Tian of this caliber—with no weapons drawn—who could challenge him?

Rice Country!

The world’s largest nation and purportedly the pinnacle of global power.

Within the Pentagon, a senior official from the United States military department was closely monitoring the details of the Qianyuan Island battle.

"Gentlemen, I detest admitting this, but the fact remains that China’s Mr. Yang is now uncontrollable! Whether it’s the summit involving the Four Great Powers of England and the Five Great Middle Powers, the Russian Devil Court incident, or the Qianyuan Island event, it has repeatedly proven our assessment was wrong!"

The senior official spoke in a grave and somber tone: "The United States will never allow such an uncontrollable existence!"

In this regard, amidst the grand dynamics of Middle Intelligence, scientific organizations, and military high-ranking officers, there was silence.

No one knew how long it lasted.

Finally, a white-bearded old man in a lab coat lifted his gaze and asked, "Must we consider deploying the ultimate weapon?"