CHAPTER 650: CHAPTER 650: ASHES

Yang Chuan responded with a faint smile: "You say you absolutely won’t dodge? Doesn’t seem so absolute."

"These words, along with my typo, are nothing but the act of reigniting the fury deep within, summoning Skyfire once again by sheer coincidence! How daring! It has been ages since I’ve unleashed my full strength, and the sparks of lightning have veered off course! However, after this, you won’t have any doubts about yourself."

Jacks remained silent as the fiery thunder bolted toward Yang Chuan.

This time, he didn’t turn his head, glaring ferociously as the roaring thunder crackled into ash, finally calming his troubled heart!

As the fiery lightning streaked forth, Yang Chuan exhaled lightly, suddenly reaching out his hand and lying down forward!

From this angle, Jeggs frowned deeply, and Yang Bu stood unsure of what to do!

Grabbing Heavenly Thunder bare-handed under clear skies?

How is that even possible...

Has Yang Chuan gone mad?

Thunder’s fire is Zeus’s sacred manifestation; only with his lightning physique can it be grasped safely. Otherwise, in an instant, one would disintegrate, reduced to nothing but ash.

But in the next second, Jacks nearly forgot to blink as he stared in disbelief!

In Yang Chuan’s hand, a black radiance shimmered, firmly gripping the fiery lightning.

But the act of grasping wasn’t the end – a sudden roar from Yang Chuan followed.

Crack!

That Heavenly Thunder flame was astonishingly detonated by Yang Quan, exploding on the spot!

"Impossible, a lie... How could this be?"

Seeing his most cherished divine power erupting atop Skyfire’s flame, Jacks was utterly dumbfounded!

Yang Chuan stood firm on the earth, unfazed by clear-sky thunderbolts – was this awe turned into panic?

Was he not just an ordinary human, nothing more than a frog or an ant...

At this very instant, within Nirvana, Jacks was unleashing his unbridled strength during its peak period.

By all logic, Yang Chuan should’ve been reduced to dust amidst the fiery lightning’s wrath!

How could he block clear-sky thunder?

And do so with bare hands...

And then detonate it?

This must be a dream...

"Dazed, are we?"

While Zeus’s thoughts spiraled into chaos, Yang Chuan chuckled softly. "This deity merely shattered your lightning. Why so startled?"

"You..."

Jacks flared up immediately at these words!

But his curiosity grew stronger!

He wondered what method Yang Chuan was employing!

Penetrating his labored breaths, he asked hurriedly, "What are you doing?!"

"What am I doing? Simple! Reach out, seize the moment, and admit defeat!" Yang Chuan revealed a faint smile.

"Bullshit! Do you think my lightning flames are toys? Matchsticks? Just touch them and they’ll explode? Impossible!"

In a flash, Jacks unleashed a surge of uncontrollable rage, channeling Han Tiandong’s immense power.

Clearly, he couldn’t endure being humiliated by Yang Chuan any longer!

The fiery lightning had already exploded; he resolved to obliterate Yang Bu personally!

Attack launched.

As the sound echoed, Jacks transformed completely into a beam of lightning and swiftly appeared right in front of Yang Chuan!

"Frogs and ants! It matters not! Pay with your life for tampering with Heavenly Thunder’s flames!" Jacks roared furiously, directing his lightning-charged fist toward Yang Chuan with a slaughterhouse-like resolve.

Alive or dead wouldn’t matter – reducing him to pulp was the only thing that could appease his vengeful heart!

But when Yang Chuan faced the incoming assault, he remained completely composed, as calm as moments before grasping lightning, merely extending his hand – his fingers – toward Jacks.

"A finger?"

Faced with Yang Chuan’s audacious act of attempting to counter lightning-fueled fist strikes with just a single finger, Jacks’s face twisted ferociously. "Is this some primitive joke?! You dare to believe a mere finger can block me? Very well! Let me break you with searing heat..."

Crack!

Before Zeus could even finish his declaration, a piercing sound rang out unexpectedly. Alarmed, his eyes darted frantically toward his divine fist, only to see Yang Chuan’s finger pressing down, melting the fist completely.

"My... my arm! Ahhhhhh!!!!"

In an instant, Zeus let out a deafening howl!

As the new king, he’d never suffered such heavy losses since his inception!

But even amidst his anguished cries, Yang Chuan didn’t hesitate, stepping forward instantly and delivering a thunderous kick to Jacks’s stomach.

Boom!

Jacks was like a frail skiff slammed by a speeding freight train, tumbling furiously some ten meters away, bile and gastric juices spilling uncontrollably.

Only at this moment did Yang Qianzai gradually halt his movements, speaking in a calm voice: "What do you call this?"

"I..."

As Yang Quan’s question fell upon him, Jacks tightened his body, gritting his teeth and enduring the searing pain in his abdomen, managing to stand once again: "Why... how could this happen?! This is the birthplace of gods! My current strength is in its peak form, magnified tenfold beyond earthly limits! How... how could I possibly lose?!"

"You find it absurd?"

Liang Chuan responded faintly, with no trace of emotion, "At my peak condition, this chair holds me."

"Peak condition chair simulation practice? What does that mean? Don’t tell me..."

Jacks immediately fixated on Yang Qiandao. "Are you hiding your true power? What is your real strength now?"

"Hiding it? If that’s how you wish to interpret it, so be it."

Yang Chuan declared boldly, "As of now, I am burdened with one thousand times Earth’s weight!"

Liang Chuan’s aura pressed downward upon Zeus’s crown...

Nirvana

The now-devastated celestial battleground.

Apollo, Athena, Hestia, and other deities, seeing Jacks retreat into Nirvana alongside Zeus’s shattered cosmic rift, wondered about the results of the earlier confrontation.

"Who emerged victorious?"

Apollo and Hestia asked, standing at the front.

"Does that even need saying? Naturally, Zeus prevailed. That frog and ant could only meet their demise," Apollo stated with near certainty.

In his perspective, Yang Chuan had entered Nirvana against Zeus’s call, merely to flee.

In this celestial battleground, facing Divine King Zeus with a future-ready stance, Yang Chuan would only find himself in more miserable circumstances, likely reduced to ashes by Zeus’s wrath!

Athena and Hestia said nothing in reply, simply expressing their tacit agreement with Apollo’s words.

Even Hestel mentioned, "Now that the godly reckoning has passed, I’ll prepare his accolades."

"Alright!"

Upon hearing Hestia’s words, the devoted Aphrodite and other gods nodded in agreement, planning to recover and celebrate the divine reckoning.

At this moment, however, the heavenly rift suddenly began transforming, shattering layer by layer, as a shadow slowly emerged.

"Who’s there?!"

The gods’ eyes snapped alert upon witnessing the anomaly.

"Clearly, it’s Zeus! As expected, amidst glorious fury, he burned that ground into ashes," Apollo laughed.

Nodding, he thought to himself – ultimately, Zeus’s dominance proved too overwhelming! Adding Jacks’s divine supremacy as an undefeated God King, their victory seemed inevitable!

Amidst Nirvana, nobody expected the peak throne’s overwhelming might! Could the victor be anyone but Zeus?

With this assumption, Hestia fell to her knees first, joined by the other gods in congratulating Zeus’s return.

But suddenly, a voice, like drifting mist, reached their ears.

"Oh, are you welcoming me?"

Startled by this voice, the gods looked up, only to see a cold-faced man wielding the Black Sword stepping out of the spatial pathway, landing before them with imposing might akin to divine brilliance.

As they gazed upon the man’s face, all the gods froze as if petrified.