Who was that?!
The allied forces shuddered violently, their heads snapping upward—
Their pupils instantly contracted.
Above them, a dark mass of cultivators blotted out the sky like an ominous stormcloud.
Su Muwan stood mid-air, her ice-white hair cascading like snow, an icy throne crystallizing beneath her feet from the sheer force of her frigid power.
Qin Luo stood beside her, hands clasped behind his back, a faint smirk playing on his lips.
And behind them…
Were a full hundred thousand elite soldiers of the Netherfrost Divine Realm!
"Th-this many… Fate cultivators?!" Bai Wuchen's voice trembled.
"Impossible!"
"How could a mere Netherfrost Divine Realm field so many high-level cultivators?!"
Everyone was stunned.
First, they had assumed the Netherfrost Divine Realm would be annihilated due to their unfamiliarity with the rules of the Great Thousand War.
Yet, the latter had slapped them in the face, amassing hundreds of thousands of followers in just three days.
Then, they believed the Netherfrost Divine Realm would fall to the tide of abominations.
Again, the latter humiliated them, breaking past a million followers.
At that point, they hadn’t reacted too strongly—just dismissing it as luck.
In this battlefield, numbers were the key to victory.
But now…
You’re telling us… that your Netherfrost Divine Realm alone can deploy a hundred thousand Fate cultivators?!
Each one of them radiating a destiny aura at least at the level of a Chess Piece?!
If all the cultivators from the Netherfrost Divine Realm were to enter, wouldn’t they… numerically rival the combined forces of several other major worlds?!
But!
That wasn’t even the main issue!
"Numbers mean nothing!"
Linglong Sui’s pupils trembled, but she suppressed her shock and snarled, "Every single one of us here is at the peak of the Sovereign Realm! What do you have to fight us with?!"
Before her words even faded—
Whoosh!
She transformed into a streak of golden light, shooting into the sky!
"Die—!"
Hatred flared at the sight of her enemy.
Linglong had long wanted to tear Su Muwan’s face apart with her bare hands.
The oppressive aura of a peak Sovereign Realm expert erupted, golden lotuses blooming once more as a beam of annihilation blasted toward Su Muwan!
"Heh."
Qin Luo chuckled softly, flicking his sleeve—
"Roar—!"
A shadowy demonic deity materialized, its six arms crossed, directly blocking the golden lotus beam!
BOOM—!
A shockwave exploded outward, sending Linglong the Empress flying backward from the recoil.
"Gah—!!"
She vomited blood, her eyes wide with disbelief.
"What?!"
What the hell was that thing… that could withstand her full-power strike?!
This aura…
Peak Sovereign Realm?!
Where did this ant get a peak Sovereign Realm puppet from?!
Linglong was seething. Damn it, if only she hadn’t suppressed her cultivation to enter this place…
And if she hadn’t exhausted so much energy fighting that abomination’s skeleton earlier…
She could’ve wiped out all these insects single-handedly!
The others stared in shock at the retreating figure of Linglong the Empress.
What the hell?
Since when did Linglong the Empress of the Linglong Heavenly Domain, one of the Central Heaven Sacred World’s powers, become so weak?
How was she getting humiliated over and over again?!
"Arrogance! Utter arrogance!"
The Domain Lord of the Frigid Heaven Sacred Domain roared, his voice colder than millennia-old ice, "You insignificant whelps from a backwater realm dare show such disrespect to us, the lords of sacred domains?!"
"Exactly!"
Lei Zhentian of the Nine Heavens Sacred Domain, though his face was still swollen from Qin Luo’s earlier slap, forced himself to maintain his imposing demeanor. Floating at the rear, he sneered triumphantly, "Su Muwan! Your Netherfrost Divine Realm has repeatedly provoked us. If you are not punished today, what order will remain in the Great Thousand World?!"
SLAP!!
"Urk—!"
Before he could finish, Xiao Tian struck him across the face again.
The sight of this made Lei Wuji’s eyes burn crimson.
He turned his gaze toward Qin Luo… and then to Su Muwan beside him!
"Su Muwan!!" he howled.
"You venomous witch!!!"
"How dare you treat my sworn father like—"
SLAP!!
Before he could finish, Qin Luo had already teleported in front of him, backhanding him across the face, then returning to Su Muwan’s side before anyone could react.
He smirked at Lei Wuji’s swollen face. "There. Now you match your ‘sworn father.’"
!!
So fast!
The crowd stared at Qin Luo in shock.
This man seemed so mild-mannered, yet his movements were terrifyingly swift!
No wonder he was the witch’s kept man—extraordinary indeed!
Lei Wuji himself was utterly dazed.
Huh?
Did I just get slapped?!
Meanwhile, another Domain Lord spoke coldly, "Domain Lord Su, domains have their laws, families their rules."
"By disrupting the balance of the Great Thousand World like this… do you truly intend to stand against all of us?"
The others also fixed their gazes on Su Muwan, their eyes filled with hostility.
Right.
No matter how arrogant she was, she couldn’t possibly be so brainless.
She had to understand the consequences of making enemies of all of them!
"If you’re willing to cripple your limbs now, kneel in apology, and surrender your Divine Realm’s qualification…"
"We might just—"
SLAP!!
"Enough noise."
Before he could finish, Su Muwan’s icy palm struck his face, interrupting his grand speech.
Everyone: !!!
They gulped hard, their eyes wide as they stared at Su Muwan in disbelief…
Then, in the next moment—
"Heh."
Seated upon her crystalline throne, Su Muwan let out a cold laugh, her gaze filled with disdain.
"Rules? My rules are the only rules!"
She raised a finger, and a tide of frigid energy spread outward, freezing the very air into frost.
"A bunch of self-important trash like you… dare lecture me about rules?"
"You—!"
The Domain Lords were incensed.
The one who had just been slapped was practically foaming at the mouth, his fury making him wish he could tear Su Muwan apart on the spot.
"So this is your answer?!"
SLAP!
Qin Luo teleported over and struck him again.
"What if it is?" Qin Luo mocked. "Are you blind? Or deaf? Didn’t you hear what my lady said?"
Now, everyone was truly enraged.
Linglong the Empress wiped the blood from her lips, her eyes burning with fury as she watched the slapped Domain Lords.
"Enough talk! Let’s crush her together!"
"Not only do we outnumber them, but every one of us is at the peak of the Sovereign Realm, with bodies tempered to the Eternal Realm!"
"The advantage… is ours!!"
As soon as she finished—
"Agreed!"
"Kill—!"
BOOM!
Dozens of Domain Lords unleashed their auras simultaneously, the pressure of peak Sovereign Realm experts surging like a tsunami!
Behind them, hundreds of thousands of allied cultivators roared in unison, their artifacts weaving a net of destructive light as they descended upon the Netherfrost Divine Realm’s army!
"Numbers?"
Qin Luo’s lips curled into a smirk, his eyes glinting with amusement.
"Then let’s see who has more."
Dark energy swirled in his palm as the Ten Thousand Demon Banner unfurled in the wind.
"Time to feast, little devils."
At his command—
"ROAR—!"
The shadowy demonic deity spread its six arms, crimson patterns igniting across its body as a domain of yin energy exploded outward, spanning kilometers!
Domain of Ten Thousand Ghosts—UNLEASH!!!
In an instant, the heavens darkened, and howling winds of the netherworld shrieked through the battlefield.
Countless vengeful spirits materialized within the domain, their wails piercing straight into the souls of the enemy.
Those among the allied forces with weaker wills instantly clutched their heads, screaming as blood poured from their eyes and ears!
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
