Godslayer: You get two at the start, Supreme Divine Ruins.

Lin Xiao suddenly turned his head and saw Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword flash by like lightning, cleanly severing Indra's arm. Blood splattered everywhere, and the severed arm tumbled a few times in the air before falling helplessly to the ground.

"With your meager strength, you dare to attempt to invade the territory of Great Xia?"

Yang Jian's vertical pupil between his eyebrows suddenly lit up, and a blazing beam of light pierced through the void, effortlessly penetrating the fire barrier that Apollo had carefully prepared. The flames were as fragile as paper under the beam of light, and were extinguished instantly.

"Hmph, how dare you call yourself the Sun God with mere ordinary flames?"

Yang Jian's lips curled into a disdainful smile as he coldly swept his gaze over the two ashen-faced Outer Gods before him.

On the other side, Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, chased after the Wind God Xiu like a burning meteor, constantly shouting, "Don't run away! Come on, let me hit you once, just once!"

His speed was so fast that it created a series of sharp whistling sounds as he moved through the air. His divine power was overwhelming, and he was in no way inferior to Yang Jian.

Feng Shenxiu was filled with frustration and could only dodge left and right in a sorry state, completely powerless to fight back.

“Amitabha! Benefactor, why not lay down your butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot? This humble monk is willing to send you to the Western Paradise to obtain the scriptures.”

Jin Chanzi was surrounded by a great aura of Buddha light. With a gentle clap of his hands, a huge Buddha light handprint appeared out of thin air, directly smashing the wronged souls summoned by Hela, the Queen of the Underworld. The Buddha light shone everywhere, purifying the scattered resentment.

At the same time, Da Yi, with his agile movements, swiftly drew three arrows, nocked them on the bowstring, and fired them simultaneously. Each arrow contained terrifying divine power, accurately striking the sphinx formed by the sand god Set from yellow sand. The sphinx instantly shattered into a sky full of yellow sand. Immediately afterwards, the remaining two arrows shot straight towards Set's face like a vengeful spirit.

Zhou Ping stared coldly at Loki, the god of mischief, and gently swung his longsword. Pure killing intent and extreme sword energy intertwined to form an invisible blade that instantly pierced Loki's chest.

Loki's expression changed drastically, and the Law of Deception surged wildly within him, attempting to heal his wounds. However, Zhou Ping's killing intent was too powerful, making him feel the threat of death at this moment.

"Lin Xiao is right, you are indeed very difficult to kill."

Zhou Ping muttered to himself, a hint of surprise in his eyes, but then his resolve hardened. He swung his sword repeatedly, bringing Loki to the brink of death time and time again, but he never truly destroyed Loki's clone.

Lin Xiao stood aside, calmly observing the battle, with no intention of intervening. He took out Shiva's Wrath from his robes, and in an instant, the gazes of all the Outer Gods were drawn to this divine artifact.

Lin Xiao gently placed Shiva's Wrath on the Jade Disc of Creation. Strands of the laws of destruction were continuously drawn out like fine threads, and the aura of Shiva's Wrath rapidly weakened, gradually becoming ordinary and unremarkable, turning into the most ordinary parchment scroll.

Seeing this, Loki's eyes flashed with anger. He used his trickery again to heal his injuries, and at the same time roared at Lin Xiao, "Stop!"

The other gods glared angrily. Hela waved her hands, black energy swirling around her, and the undead surged out like a tide. The law of death condensed in her hands into a black torrent, surging towards Jin Chanzi.

"Amitabha……"

Jin Chanzi's body shone with a great Buddhist light. When the aura of death met his Buddhist light, it was like ice and snow meeting the blazing sun, quickly melting away.

Seth continuously spewed yellow sand from beneath his gray robe, which swirled rapidly in the air, forming a violent sandstorm that swept him straight towards Lin Xiao.

Da Yi's eyes were sharp and unaffected by the yellow sand. He stared intently at a spot in the sandstorm, quickly drew an arrow, nocked it, and gathered dense divine power. This arrow was far more powerful than the previous ones.

He stretched out his waist, and the arrow, like the first ray of dawn, shot out with a sharpness that could tear through space.

The sound of the arrow piercing the air was as sharp as a needle, seemingly able to penetrate one's eardrums. The sandstorm was cut open by the sharpness of the arrow.

Feng Shenxiu conjured rapidly spinning eyeballs in his hands and hurled them fiercely at Nezha.

Nezha spun rapidly, his Hun Tian Ling stirring up the surrounding air to form a reverse eye of the storm. The two eyes of the storm collided in the air, producing a deafening roar.

Indra and Apollo exchanged a glance, their divine power surging.

Lightning crackled around Indra, and dark clouds gathered, with a ten-meter-diameter pillar of lightning emerging from the clouds, carrying an aura of destruction.

Apollo then conjured a blazing sun spear, twisted his waist, and hurled the spear. The spear instantly grew enormous, melting the space around it, and shot towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's eyes remained calm and indifferent, but his figure underwent a dramatic transformation at that moment, becoming towering thousands of feet tall, with a head like Mount Tai and a waist like a steep mountain range, his appearance ferocious and terrifying. The power of the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand increased greatly, as if it could cleave the heavens and the earth.

"The laws of heaven and earth!"

Yang Jian shouted and planted his three-pointed double-edged sword in the void beside him. He stretched out his hands, grabbed a lightning pillar emerging from the clouds with one hand, and squeezed it tightly. The lightning pillar instantly shattered into a sky full of lightning.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the shattered lightning bolts quickly coalesced into a beam of light that pierced straight through Indra's shoulder.

Facing the blazing spear that was about to hit him, Yang Jian swung his arm and slapped it directly, extinguishing the spear like a small flame.

Indra and Apollo cried out in horror, "How could it be so strong?!"

Yang Jian's lips curled into a disdainful smile: "Our divine power comes from the faith and offerings of the people, while you treat the people like livestock, disregarding their lives when the mist descends. If you are not weak, then who is?"

At this point, a sharp glint flashed in Yang Jian's eyes. He had one more thing to say: He was now even stronger than at his peak. Although his divine kingdom had not yet been repaired, he had already touched the threshold of becoming a supreme god by relying on that wisp of primordial purple energy.

Lin Xiao looked at Yang Jian, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Ah Jin, kill a god first, I'll need him."

Yang Jian turned his head, a smile playing on his lips on his massive head: "Alright!"

His eyes were no longer calm and indifferent, but filled with intense killing intent.

He reached out and grasped the three-pointed double-edged sword beside him, and his massive body vanished from its original spot in an instant, reappearing behind Indra.

Indra's hair stood on end. One of his arms had been severed by Yang Jian, and his other shoulder had been pierced, severely restricting his movements.

He had no chance to turn around and could only rush forward like a madman, his body crackling with lightning in an attempt to increase his speed.

"Aren't you going to help?! If I die, you'll die sooner or later too!"

Indra roared at Apollo, who was standing there stunned.

Apollo then realized what was happening and was about to step forward to stop him, but Lin Xiao's figure had already blocked his way.

Lin Xiao's voice was calm and cold: "Do you choose to die now, or wait to die?"

Apollo felt an extremely terrifying aura enveloping him, a feeling he only experienced when facing the supreme god.

Even at this moment, he felt that Lin Xiao was more terrifying than the Supreme God.

"what--!"

In the instant he hesitated, Yang Jian's three-pointed double-edged sword struck Indra's body like lightning.

After Indra let out a shrill scream, his body exploded into a cloud of blood mist and vanished from the world.