Guankou, a young man in black robes, lazily leaned against a peach blossom tree with a divine pattern on his forehead. His double-edged blade was placed aside, and a black dog slept peacefully at his feet, creating a harmonious scene.

Suddenly, he furrowed his brows and spoke:

"What wind blows you, Taibai, to me today?"

From the void, an old man with white hair came out, taking small steps and smiling:

"Erlang, your days are truly comfortable. If there is a chance in the future, I must stay here at Guankou."

Hearing this, Yang Jian raised an eyebrow and asked:

"What trouble has occurred outside that made you gather at Lingxiao Palace before, and now you have found your way to me? Could it be that there is another great demon appearing?"

"Even though the Monkey King has become a Buddha, is there any trouble that he can't handle...?"

At this point, a solemn expression appeared on Yang Jian's face. Even Taibai Xingjun put away his playful demeanor and said softly:

"This matter... is a long story."

After a moment, when Taibai Xingjun finished explaining the cause and effect, Yang Jian, who had always been unwilling to involve himself in worldly matters, lowered his head. The pressure in the air became tangible!

It had been too long.

All the Eastern gods were like him, guarding their own territory, and now they had reached the point where they were being bullied!

Clang!

The double-edged blade hummed and fell directly into Yang Jian's hands, emitting a sharp golden aura that soared into the sky, shattering countless white clouds!

He looked up, took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with a resolute killing intent!

"Good!"

"What an Olympus! What a Western hunting!"

"That Monkey! He still has some spirit! It's not in vain that I held him in high regard!"

"I, Yang Jian, will take on this battle!"

After saying that, a radiance began to flicker on Yang Jian's body!

He was clad in shining silver armor!

The surging and overwhelming divine power was completely exposed!

This battle... was fought for the Eastern Land!

Fought for the dignity of the East!

He would give it his all!

"Erlang, hold on!"

Seeing Yang Jian about to charge towards Olympus, Taibai Xingjun couldn't help but be dumbfounded and hurriedly stopped him!

"What else is there?"

Yang Jian raised an eyebrow, his fighting spirit surging, becoming a little impatient!

He couldn't help but want to first slay a Western barbarian god and offer their blood to the Dragon King!

Taibai Xingjun waved his sleeve, and countless illusory mirrors simultaneously filled the sky!

Among them were the monstrous demon clan Grand Saints, whose bodies were like mountains and whose demonic aura reached the clouds!

There were also the Heavenly Court war gods, whose red silks churned like dragons stirring the sky!

And there were the Buddhas of the Ling Mountain, radiating brilliant light from ten lifetimes!

...

Those mighty beings who used to have conflicts and occasionally fought each other!

Now, they all silently emerged from their own caves!

They headed in the same direction—the God Kingdom of Olympus!

Taibai Xingjun smiled and said:

"We have indulged those barbarian gods for too long!"

"Now that we are going to fight, we must win in one battle!"

"Aside from attacking and annexing the God Kingdom of Olympus, there is another task that Erlang must do first!"

"What task?"

Yang Jian seemed to have guessed something faintly, and excitement appeared in his eyes!

"Enter directly into the Olympus... at the peak of Mount Olympus!"

"Fight alongside the Grand Sage against the gods!"