Godslayer: Aizen Template, I will stand in the heavens!

On the western border of the Great Xia Dynasty, there is Chennan Pass, a Class A war pass.

Nestled among towering mountains, a steel-built city resembles a colossal beast.

They lay silently before the swirling, billowing mist, because of the high altitude.

Therefore, the temperature is very low, and even the mountain peaks are covered with a thick layer of snow.

Until a piercing alarm sounded, everyone inside Chennan Pass sprang into action.

Immediately afterwards, countless dark golden rays appeared, stirring up the swirling snow and wind.

They intertwined above the clouds, weaving together a colossal portal!

Beyond the gate, besides the thick fog, lies an ancient and mysterious temple!

"Temple of the Gods!"

The guardian of Chennan Pass, a place of divine power, is Yang Jian. Clad in silver armor, he grips his three-pointed, double-edged sword tightly.

The human standing beside him, whose ceiling was closed, looked up at the enormous dark golden gate above the clouds and asked:

"Even if it was a temple of the gods, how did they manage to move the entire temple over here?"

Could it be a divine kingdom, like the Heavenly Court, capable of moving through the mist?

"No, of all the divine kingdoms in the world, only the Heavenly Court can move."

They used an 'empty gate,' creating a one-way passage between themselves and the Great Xia.

Yang Jian's three eyes were filled with solemnity. When this supreme artifact was used,

That means we're about to start a divine war that will determine the fate of the nation!

Data was flowing wildly through the closed eyes, sending messages to all the Night Watchmen.

"But how dare they? The Great Xia Dynasty currently has three supreme rulers!"

"Perhaps they found some outside help, otherwise no one would be so stubborn."

Fortunately, we already have a plan; we just need to hold out for fifteen minutes!

The image of that person holding the Zanpakuto appeared in Yang Jian's mind, and he couldn't help but smile.

I wonder where Li Lian went and what he's doing now.

"You all get ready to fight right away. I'll go buy some time."

"Can you manage on your own?"

"It'll definitely work!"

Yang Jian patted the head of the Celestial Hound, and the two of them transformed into two streaks of lightning, flying to the empty doorway.

At the same time, one after another divine figures flew out of the Temple of the Gods and passed through this "empty door".

One divine might at the level of a chief god appeared after another, and a large number of nameless lesser gods swarmed out.

Like a group of gods standing at the highest point in the world, without sorrow or joy, they simply look down quietly at the ants of the human world!

Standing alone before the myriad gods, Yang Jian truly resembled a helpless child.

However, he learned some smooth-talking skills from Li Lian, and incidentally contracted a wave of silly viruses!

"It's not a holiday or festival, and you so many gods are coming to my door without even giving me a heads-up. I don't have any money to give you lucky money!"

Besides, some of your gods look grotesque, some have multiple hands, where am I supposed to get so many red envelopes?!

……

Yang Jian's words stunned not only the Indian gods in the heavens, but also the night watchmen and other deities in Chennan Pass!

The scene became extremely awkward for a moment.

Everyone: (′?w?)?

Isn't this right? !

Isn't Erlang Shen always a very serious deity? Why is he acting like a goofball now?!

But you know what, it felt pretty good to subtly insult these Indian gods like that!

The Indian deity truly hadn't expected Yang Jian to launch into such a grand performance right off the bat, and for a moment, he was at a loss for words.

The gods have made their grand entrance, forcefully invading the borders of the Great Xia Dynasty, thus igniting a war for the destiny of the two great pantheons.

It's an epic spectacle, destined to be passed down through mythology and history.

But now that Yang Jian has said these few words, he's completely lost his composure.

It was like Old Zhang's family at the west end of the village, along with a bunch of hooligans, blocking Old Li's door at the west end of the village.

That's too low-class! Even the fighting isn't exciting!

"Cough, cough, cough!"

A deity bathed in divine light coughed twice, attempting to bring the battlefield's atmosphere back down to earth.

"You were the one who killed Indra that day?!"

"Indra? Who's that? I don't know him, I've never heard of him, don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Jian immediately launched into a triple denial, instantly destroying the cool demeanor he had painstakingly built up.

His goal is simply to buy time; whether he's being honest now or not is irrelevant!

Every second he delays gives the arriving reinforcements an extra second to get there.

If Chennan Pass had been breached a second later, countless fewer people would have died in the entire Great Xia Dynasty!

"You dare say you didn't kill Indra?!"

The deity of divine light was immediately enraged, and his gaze towards Yang Jian carried a hint of disdain.

The mighty Great Xia God doesn't even dare to admit whether he killed someone!

"Why wouldn't I dare say it? Your supreme god tripped and fell to his death while walking on the curb!"

You can't pin this on me! Aren't you just trying to scam me?

Hey everyone, come quick! Someone's trying to scam Erlang Shen, the Great Lord of Xia!

Yang Jian ignored the deity's gaze and began to act out in front of the many Hindu gods.

His desperate performance convinced many of the local gods that Indra had indeed fallen to his death from the curb!

"Nonsense! Indra is the god of thunder and rain in my temple, the chief god who controls the laws of thunder and lightning."

How could someone die from falling and getting stuck on a curb...? What's a curb?

"Not only are there curbs, but also hip joints, rib cages, elbows..."

Yang Jian, being very outgoing, was immediately fooled by the leading deity and started taking lessons in Northeastern dialect.

The "sand sculpture virus" is gradually showing signs of human-to-human transmission, even affecting those minor gods nearby.

Now that everyone knows what corn on the cob and corn stubble are, they subconsciously swallowed.

In Chennan Pass, nestled beneath the clouds, everyone acted as if they hadn't heard Yang Jian's words at all.

They were frantically preparing for battle, moving ammunition and medical supplies, and so on.

They knew that you shouldn't listen to the gossip of the gods, because the gods are all petty!

Fifteen minutes passed quickly, after half a day of preparation for a surprise attack.

He was completely swayed by Yang Jian's persuasive words, and shamelessly bought those fifteen minutes for Great Xia.

"No, you three-eyed brat, what a wicked plan you have! I almost fell for your scheme!"

"You dare kill someone from my Heavenly Temple? You brat, prepare to die!"

The leading deity let out a cold snort and, along with many other deities in the sky, launched an attack on Yang Jian below!

Yang Jian first laughed loudly, and then a huge Dharma image rose up, trying to use the Dharma image to block the falling streams of light!

Just then, a transparent wall appeared out of thin air, blocking all the attacks from above.

"【Binding Spell Number Eighty-One: Severing the Void】!"