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129: Save me, save me!

Standing above the Void Realm, Yang Jian stared at Indra with a face full of Killing Intent.

"A mere foreign god dares to invade the land of Great Xia. Do you truly think Great Xia has no gods?"

Indra knew the situation was dire and quickly activated his Divine Power. Within a 300-meter radius around him, thunder surged, transforming into hideous lightning beasts.

"Stop him!" Indra commanded the army of lightning beasts.

The beasts roared and charged towards Yang Jian.

The Celestial Hound, standing at his feet, rushed in front of Yang Jian like a black whirlwind.

Its body suddenly grew larger. Facing thousands of ferocious thunder beasts, the Celestial Hound showed no fear.

It opened its gaping maw!

"Roar!"

An indescribable suction force erupted from the Celestial Hound's mouth. The first few dozen lightning beasts had no ability to resist and were directly sucked into the Celestial Hound's belly.

This was its innate Divine Ability, [Moon Devourer].

The ancient ancestors of Great Xia, at first, did not understand the principle of a lunar eclipse, so they believed that a celestial dog would devour the moon in the sky when it was hungry.

This is the origin of the Celestial Hound's Divine Ability.

Seeing the Celestial Hound's ferocity, Indra waved his hand, and the remaining lightning beasts instantly merged together. A lightning giant, ten thousand feet tall and overflowing with Evil Qi, appeared before the Celestial Hound.

"Let's see if you can swallow this one!"

The lightning giant held a massive lightning axe and swung it down at the Celestial Hound. The Celestial Hound moved nimbly and immediately engaged the lightning giant in combat.

Just as Indra breathed a slight sigh of relief, a silver light suddenly flashed before his eyes.

Yang Jian seemed to shatter the Void Realm, appearing directly in front of Indra.

A ball of crimson lightning immediately condensed in Indra's palm. "Die!"

The crimson lightning shot out, piercing towards Yang Jian's chest.

But Yang Jian merely extended his hand. The ball of crimson lightning, like ice and snow encountering a charcoal furnace, dissipated into thin air after a faint popping sound.

Erlang Shen is actually this strong?

Indra was greatly shocked. As a god himself, he couldn't understand why his attack had no effect on Yang Jian.

At this moment, a hint of fear arose in Indra's heart.

Indra transformed into a bolt of lightning, attempting to distance himself from Yang Jian, but Yang Jian seemed to see through his thoughts.

The third eye on Yang Jian's forehead suddenly burst forth with Divine Light.

With the appearance of this Divine Light, the surrounding space seemed to solidify like frozen ice. The lightning bolt that Indra had transformed into, just as it was about to flee backward, crashed heavily against the spatial wall.

Thud!

The surrounding space trembled. Seeing this scene, Master Chen's old tears flowed freely as he exclaimed, "My Great Xia's Divine Might will last forever!"

"Trying to escape? It's too late now."

Yang Jian's figure appeared before Indra. He stretched out his hand and gripped Indra's neck.

"Cough, cough! Yang Jian, haha, I understand now. You must have used some secret art, right?"

Although Indra was controlled by Yang Jian, he was now filled with excitement.

"I was wondering before, how could a god of your rank, still far from the Supreme God, make me utterly helpless?"

"Now I understand. You must have overdrawn your Divine Power!"

Yang Jian snorted upon hearing Indra's words. "So what? As long as your and Loki's lives are left here, it's enough!"

Indra's eyes were filled with venom. "Since you don't want to live, then I'll play with you! Do you think I'm afraid of death?"

After speaking, crimson patterns suddenly appeared on Indra's body, and terrifying lightning power spread between those red patterns.

The red patterns on Indra's body gathered more and more. "Do you think I'll let you escape unscathed? How could there be such a good thing?"

Indra's eyes were filled with madness. His entire body had now turned crimson, like a ticking time bomb.

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes. With a gentle flick of his left hand, Master Chen, who was observing, and the fighting Little Hei Lai were teleported out.

After he finished this, the light in his divine eye burst forth again, and an unimaginably grand Divine Power enveloped his entire body.

Indra's body was now completely covered in crimson!

"Hahaha, Thunder World Destruction!"

Indra's tone was filled with madness.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion erupted from within Indra's body. Countless crimson lightning bolts filled Yang Jian's Divine Power space. Those lightning bolts were like demons from Hell, constantly destroying everything around them.

Yang Jian's protective Divine Light was continuously disintegrated and shattered...

Among the many lightning bolts, an inconspicuous red lightning snake quietly moved towards the edge of the Divine Power space.

A crack had already been torn open there by the World-Destroying Lightning.

"Heh heh, these foolish Great Xia Gods, to go so far for Mortals, you can die with your foolish dreams!"

It turned out that although Indra had spoken harsh words, he didn't truly want to perish together.

He was merely following the orders of Great God Brahma of World Destruction to come here for a task, and there was no need to sacrifice his life.

All those words just now were merely a strategy to lull Yang Jian.

The spatial rift was getting closer and closer, and Indra's mood began to improve. Although he had lost ninety-nine percent of his power, exchanging it for a Great Xia Deity was still a huge gain.

However, this time, he would need a very long time to recover.

But just as Indra was about to reach the edge of the rift, a silver light suddenly blocked his path.

The silver light transformed into Yang Jian's likeness. Indra's attack just now was indeed terrifying, and Yang Jian had wasted one of his transformation bodies.

The crimson lightning snake looked at Yang Jian in surprise. "How is that possible? How could you escape from the World-Destroying Lightning?"

"Heh heh, don't you know that I cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Dao? Avoiding death is no different from eating and drinking for me."

Indra's eyes were filled with terror. "Then how did you know I was here?"

Yang Jian looked at Indra. "For you foreign gods who sacrificed your own nations to barely survive, I don't believe you would do something like perishing together."

"What do you know?" Yang Jian's words were like a sharp thorn, piercing into Indra's heart. "Gods are the controllers of the fundamental Laws. As long as we survive, wouldn't rebuilding our nations in the future be an easy matter?"

"It's just an excuse. If it weren't for the faith and legends of those Mortals, where would you have been born from?" Yang Jian looked coldly at Indra. "Now, prepare to die!"

Indra was thrown into disarray. Now that he had lost most of his power, he was as weak as death. Not to mention Yang Jian, even an ordinary Klein could crush him.

Facing the crisis of life and death, Indra had no other choice. He shouted loudly towards outside the rift, "Lord Great God Brahma of World Destruction, save me!"

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