CHAPTER 415: CHAPTER 415 SOMETHING’S NOT QUITE RIGHT

Kunpeng Venerable let out a bitter chuckle amidst his earlier laughter: "At this moment... all of this feels like a dream! I thought I was already at the pinnacle of this world, but the moment the gods emerged, I realized how insignificant I truly am!"

"Who... who wouldn’t say the same?"

On the other side, the legendary, formidable Black Iron Boxing Champion also sighed heavily: "Looking at this situation, I fear the real battle of gods is about to begin! In this conflict, we can no longer retreat. All we can do is hope to survive the aftermath of this divine war, and that would already be fortunate!"

The War of the Great Ones?

When they heard the Black Iron Champion’s words, everyone’s expressions shifted.

Just moments ago, they had been astonished by the presence of so many supernatural forces, but they had forgotten the purpose of the ten supernatural powers descending from the heavens: to surround and kill the world’s number one, Yang Tian.

"Saturn, Kate’s teacher?"

At that moment, Yang Tian furrowed his brows, his gaze sweeping across the ten powerful divine beings in the sky, finally settling on Saturn.

Among the ten divine beings before him, most were in the later stages of the Divine Level’s hierarchy, with only two exceptions.

One of them was the triple-eyed figure dressed in a blue robe, Zuo Zhenhai, the master of the main lineage.

His aura was subdued, yet it contained subtle hints of universal mysteries. Evidently, he had touched upon the threshold of True Divinity!

However, compared to Zuo Zhenhai, the strongest among the ten was undoubtedly the one at the end—Tuen.

Whether it was his manner of breaking through the void or the overwhelming pressure he currently exuded in Yang Tian’s presence, everything confirmed his immense power!

If Zuo Zhenhai teetered on the brink of reality, then Saturn had clearly crossed that threshold with half a step into the realm of True Divinity.

"A True God plus nine Half-step Divinities?"

Yang Tian suddenly smirked inwardly as if the odds, though dire, barely met his expectations.

"Mr. Yang, we’ve been waiting for you here. Surrender willingly, and perhaps I can grant you a slim chance for survival!"

Seeing Yang Tian remain silent amidst the gathering of the gods around him, Saturn sneered first: "Of course, you could choose to fight, but the result of that battle would be your death!"

As his voice fell, the full might of the ten powerful divine beings was released.

For a moment, the entire island began to tremble faintly.

Below, the Innate beings and legendary warriors, one after another, already felt an overwhelming dread from this colossal presence and dared not move. At the same time, a collective thought emerged in their hearts!

Today might mark the fall of Yang Tian, the myth of this world.

After all, throughout the ages, no one had ever survived the combined assault of the ten strongest beings!

Yang Tian was indeed monstrously powerful!

He had even killed countless gods before.

But facing an encirclement by ten gods, no one could imagine a scenario where Yang Tian would still have a chance to survive.

Of course, among them, the withered elder and Zou Xiang were the most eager to see this scene unfold.

The former had suffered grave losses at Yang Tian’s hands. Though cowed into submission by Yang Tianwei, resentment burned deep in his heart.

The latter harbored grudges far stronger—

"Father, do you think he can win?"

At this moment, facing the ten gods who surrounded Yang Tian, Zou Xiaoqin asked curiously while watching closely. She turned to inquire about her father, Zou Xiang, who had long since stepped back from the battlefield.

Hearing this, the others curiously turned their gaze as well.

After all, beneath the gods in the sky, only Zou Xiang, a legendary warrior of his caliber, could offer an opinion!

But before Zou Xiang could answer, one of the Five Uncles beside him sneered: "Against an encirclement by ten gods? Impossible! No matter how strong Yang Tian is, he still has his limits. In this battle, forget about victory—surviving would already be a stretch!"

Zou Xiang shared a similarly indifferent expression as he added, "What your Five Uncles said represents my own assessment."

Hiss!

When the others heard Zou Xiang’s judgment, they couldn’t help but feel their breath catch.

Although they had previously formed their own private evaluations, hearing Zou Xiang openly state it still rendered them speechless.

After all, Yang Tian had always been viewed as a mythical existence among practitioners.

Could such an existence truly fall?

Not far away, Alice did not respond to Zou Xiang’s words this time. Instead, she gazed at Yang Tian in the sky with complex emotions in her eyes, murmuring softly to herself, "This time... will you truly fall?"

Whoosh!

While the crowd below was lost in various thoughts, the ten divine powers led by Saturn finally made their move in the sky!

With a mere step, they swiftly enclosed Yang Tian at the very center of their formation.

Their combined auras flowed as one.

This was not a killing formation but rather a preventive measure to stop Yang Tian from escaping.

Clearly, their resolve to kill Yang Tian this time was unshakeable.

Looking at the surrounding gods, Saturn sneered coldly, "Mr. Yang, how do you feel now? Do you regret not accepting my offer? But it’s already too late. Today, you must die!"

"Oh? Is that so?"

Facing the overwhelming power of the ten gods, any normal person would be on high alert, not daring to act rashly.

But Yang Tian’s expression remained serene, like clouds parting gently in the breeze. He calmly took a step forward into the sky.

Roar!

In an instant, Saturn and the others felt a surge of momentum from Yang Tian. With each step forward, his aura intensified further.

That’s right!

This was the technique known as the Demon-slaying Steps.

A total of six steps—each step Yang Tian took would elevate his power to a new level. By completing all six, his strength would reach its peak!

But these beings were all ancient gods with centuries of experience.

Almost the moment Yang Tian took his first step, they recognized the secret technique behind him stepping into the sky.

The master of the Qingxu Gate, Zuo Zhenhai, was the first to shout, "Everyone, his momentum is rising! Under no circumstances should we allow him to complete those steps!"

"Agreed. Strike early and kill him!"

"One strike to end it all, no lingering threats left behind!"

"Jiajia, the world’s so-called number one? What ignorant praise of future generations. Today, we show the world our true supremacy!"

At Zuo Zhenhai’s words, Pharaoh Kamon, Mane, and Zack all responded urgently, launching furious attacks at full strength toward Yang Tian.

Upon witnessing this, Zuo Zhenhai exchanged glances with the two masters of the Lingbao Sect, Wang Deyun and Zhu Chengli. They both drew their matching swords, unleashing a three-colored light aimed squarely at Yang Tian.

It was an assault by six gods, enough to shake the very earth.

In an instant, the sky and land seemed to darken. Fear swept through everyone on Horror Island, as if the apocalypse was upon them.

Yet Yang Tian remained unfazed. He took two more steps forward before the six attackers reached him. Clenching his fist tightly, he summoned forth a blade of energy and roared, "Slay the demon, rend the heart!" even as the Black Demon cleaved forward.

Swords and blades clashed!

Several black sword arcs and crescent lights erupted from Yang Tian’s slash, colliding with the six attackers’ weapons and abilities.

In the clash’s aftermath, five individuals were forced back, shock visible in their eyes as their hearts sank in silent alarm!

Only Zuo Zhenhai, who had touched the threads of True Divinity, pressed forward relentlessly, closing in on Yang Tian.

"Hmph! So it seems, Master underestimated what mere encirclement could do to you. But let’s see how you handle this peak-level martial sword!"

Zuo Zhenhai said as he raised his long sword, shouting sharply, "Taiyi Sword!"

Whoosh!

As Zuo Zhenhai’s command echoed, his sword burst into countless blue sword lights, circling from all directions toward Yang Tian.

"Does he have him?"

Everyone watching held their breath, anxiety gripping their hearts.

But just then, Yang Tian’s fists shifted once more.

Still imbued with demonic strength—