Chapter 3161: Won't Cry Until Seeing the Coffin! Wrath of the Crowd! Still Acting as Commander...

So, this blame truly belongs to the True God Yaofeng.

It’s one he can’t shake off no matter how hard he tries.

No matter how much he argues, the outcome will remain unchanged.

What else is this but impotent rage?

As for why the other party didn’t know—well, that’s perfectly normal. The intelligence he passed was delivered directly to Dan Chen Yuanlao.

If the other side didn’t inform True God Yaofeng, then it wasn’t his fault.

But judging by what the Star Hall’s celestial envoy just said, the high command of the Light Universe Coalition must have known long ago.

Hehe~

Things are getting more interesting now.

Clearly, although True God Yaofeng had successfully seized power earlier, he had made many enemies.

At this moment, the envoy from the Star Hall cast a pitying glance at True God Yaofeng before waving his hand.

A light screen materialized, displaying exactly when and how the coalition’s leadership received the intelligence.

All of it was recorded.

And unchangeable.

True God Yaofeng’s face instantly turned pale.

Even if he refused to believe it, seeing the record forced him to accept reality.

Damn!

Wang Teng actually transmitted the intelligence ahead of time.

The screen bore the mark of the Star Hall—absolutely not fake.

“This is problematic,” Yaofeng growled, voice slightly hoarse. “As the supreme commander of the coalition, why didn’t I receive the corresponding message?”

Wang Teng shook his head, his gaze on the god now carrying a hint of pity.

This True God Yaofeng truly wouldn’t believe until the coffin was closed.

Could he not see such an obvious flaw?

The intelligence he sent only mattered if known before battle began.

After the war started, it was utterly useless.

Sure enough.

“Does telling you still matter?”

The envoy from the Star Hall looked at Yaofeng with quiet irony.

“…”

Yaofeng fell silent instantly, his facial muscles twitching slightly.

He knew he’d just asked a foolish question in his panic.

The intelligence contained only the existence of the *Calamity Demon Body* and its power attributes.

Knowing it after the war began was indeed meaningless.

Even if he wanted to argue, he couldn’t find any grounds.

“It’s real!”

“Wang Teng already transmitted the relevant intelligence.”

“You bastard! If we had known this sooner…”

Once the gathered crowd saw the content of the intelligence, the suppressed anger and resentment finally erupted.

They did fear beings of the True God level.

But once human fury reached a certain point, even that fear could be overcome.

Moreover, so many people here were angry—it was collective outrage.

Could a single True God, no matter how powerful, suppress all of them at once?

They weren’t rootless drifters. Each had their own factions backing them—no one could be moved easily.

True God Yaofeng stood amidst this storm of fury, his own heart boiling with rage.

A true God, how had he ever been humiliated like this?

Yes, in his eyes, this was humiliation.

In the past, who dared to rage against a True God?

Just ants!

If they didn’t crawl back into their holes, they’d be crushed.

But now, Yaofeng couldn’t unleash his fury.

Because so many True Gods were watching—none would give him the chance to act.

Helplessness.

A deep, crushing helplessness welled up inside him.

At this moment, he felt as though the entire world was against him.

And all of it was caused by Wang Teng.

He whirled around to stare at Wang Teng.

If looks could kill, Wang Teng would have died a thousand times over.

Wang Teng could see the icy killing intent in his eyes, the venomous hatred that could never be washed away.

To reduce a True God to this state—he considered himself successful.

“Wang Teng, his gaze is terrifying.”

“Looks like he’s determined to kill you.”

Yuan Gungun noticed the look and muttered under his breath.

“Pfft.”

Wang Teng snorted. “Determined to kill me? Wasn’t he already determined to do so before?”

“…”

Yuan Gungun fell silent.

So logical.

Regardless, Yaofeng’s murderous intent toward Wang Teng had never diminished.

What difference did a little more make?

Damn, looking at it this way, Wang Teng actually seems pretty rational.

"Now, do you still have any doubts about this intelligence?"

The star envoy from the Celestial Star Hall seemed to catch the gaze of the True God Yaofeng and interrupted His mental magic with a voice.

"..."

The eyes of True God Yaofeng flickered slightly. He took a deep inward breath and said, "This matter was unknown to me beforehand."

"Since it has been confirmed, naturally there are no more doubts."

"Very good!" The star envoy from the Celestial Star Hall nodded. "You can admit your mistake—so you're not completely beyond redemption."

"But you cannot escape responsibility. We will continue to pursue it further."

True God Yaofeng's face stiffened. Suddenly, he felt as though he had dug his own grave.

If he hadn't mentioned this intelligence, would he have avoided bearing this responsibility?

The other side hadn't said anything before.

That gave him an illusion—the Celestial Star Hall had never intended to pursue this matter in the first place.

"This responsibility I cannot bear," True God Yaofeng said, unwilling to accept the consequences.

"I had no prior knowledge of this matter. How can it be my fault?"

"Did Xing Ce ever tell you that Wang Teng had already gone to gather intelligence?" asked the star envoy from the Celestial Star Hall.

"This..." True God Yaofeng fell silent again, but had to nod. "He did say so."

"But the delay was too long. I feared an accident might occur, so I decided to launch the general offensive."

"This was a decision based on reality!"

Wang Teng’s mouth twitched slightly. He wanted to laugh, but ultimately held back. Well, let’s give the guy some face.

Though his efforts to argue were truly comical.

Others’ expressions also turned peculiar, their gazes toward True God Yaofeng filled with sarcasm.

Mistakes are mistakes. What use is arguing now?

Had he not been so stubborn and self-willed back then, how could things have come to this point?

Now everyone knows: if not for the intelligence provided by Wang Teng, if not for the extraordinary attention given by the coalition leadership,

They might not have defeated the Dark Species at all this time.

What a catastrophic outcome that would have been.

And now, does True God Yaofeng really have the nerve to shift blame here?

How absurd!

To be honest, they'd never seen such a low-level true god before—quite an eye-opener.

"Reality?"

The star envoy from the Celestial Star Hall sneered coldly and said:

"Not being able to make accurate judgments based on reality—lacking even this basic competence—what kind of commander are you?"

These words were practically pointing at True God Yaofeng's nose and cursing him.

Unrelentingly harsh.

Tearing off his proud facade completely, exposing his fundamentally weak nature.

This True God Yaofeng claimed to be renowned for calculation, yet utterly clueless in strategy—making wrong judgments, lacking any command ability.

"You!"

True God Yaofeng was furious, his entire body boiling with rage. If not for the other party's superior strength and high rank within the Celestial Star Hall, he would have already attacked.

Such humiliation—how could he endure it?

"Pfft!"

At that moment, a suppressed snicker suddenly rang out in the hall, sounding especially out of place.

Besides the star envoy and True God Yaofeng speaking, everyone else remained silent.

The atmosphere was extremely tense.

But at this moment, the laughter shattered it.

Instinctively, everyone turned to look in its direction—and found that the one making the sound was none other than Wang Teng.

"..."

A group of people stared at him speechlessly.

This guy was simply too bold.

True God Yaofeng was already so enraged, yet he dared to mock him? Didn’t he fear the other side would go mad with desperation?

Didn’t he see that despite their mockery, they had all remained silent?

"Wang Teng, take it easy!"

Ji Lao whispered a warning.

"Sorry! Couldn’t help it."

Wang Teng grinned and replied telepathically.

"..."

Ji Lao didn’t know what to say. In fact, he almost couldn’t hold back either—but years of cultivation managed to suppress the laughter.

Offending a true god-level being too much was indeed unwise.

He wasn’t like Wang Teng, who feared nothing.

"Wang... Teng!!"

A voice came from the side, grinding teeth and full of venom, chilling like a ghost, sending shivers down the spine.

Wang Teng looked at True God Yaofeng, his face showing just the right amount of innocence.

As if he hadn’t been the one who laughed just now.

"What’s wrong?"

He casually asked.

Everyone: "..."

The star envoy from the Celestial Star Hall: "..."

All the true gods: "..."

Everyone fell silent.

What the hell is wrong with you?

Didn't you know what you've done?

That Yaofeng True God was now like a barrel of oil—light it, and he explodes; touch him, and he detonates. Yet Wang Teng still dared to step forward.

Wasn't that just pure self-inflicted misery?

"Die! For me!"

Yaofeng True God could no longer contain himself. His facial muscles twitched violently, his rage reaching its peak. He roared instantly.

Boom!

In the next instant, terrifying power erupted, crushing toward Wang Teng.

But Wang Teng remained calm, merely meeting the other's furious gaze with a cold, steady stare. His eyes showed not the slightest flicker of fear.

No fear!

Absolutely no fear!

He had so many powerful allies—what was there to fear?

It wasn’t that he sought conflict with Yaofeng True God; rather, the man had already made it clear he stood in opposition at every turn. Naturally, Wang Teng wouldn’t hold back.

Revenge for wrongs done—this was justice.

And besides, the Star Messenger from the Hall of Stars was clearly aiding him.

Boom!

Just as these thoughts flashed through Wang Teng’s mind, a far more violent collision echoed.

Before him, a force of equal strength formed a defense, blocking Yaofeng True God’s assault.

He could even feel the vibrations of that defensive barrier—violent, intense tremors.

Yaofeng True God had truly unleashed his fury, holding nothing back.

Even when Wang Teng had provoked him earlier, it hadn’t been nearly this terrifying.

The difference was incomparable.

This time, the one who intervened was Zhulong True God. His entire body radiated crimson light, resembling a god of flame.

He sat motionless on his throne, yet his power surged forth effortlessly.

Compared to Yaofeng True God, the disparity was obvious.

"Zhulong!"

Yaofeng True God bellowed toward Zhulong, unleashing terrifying wind-based power. In the void, countless wind blades formed, slicing through space.

Though this terrifying attack erupted within the hall,

it seemed to have transcended into another realm—none of those present were affected.

Not even a single table or chair sustained damage.

"If you wish to fight, I shall play with you thoroughly."

Zhulong True God grinned, crimson flames erupting from his body, swirling into the fabric of space.

Faintly, a dragon’s roar echoed, haunting and soul-shaking.

"Yaofeng, this is my mechanical race’s divine-class spacecraft. You don’t get to run wild here!"

Chihuang True God spoke now, vast power spreading like an ocean, merging into the void.

It was golden energy.

He did not use light-based power—reserved for dark beings.

Against warriors of the Light Cosmos, golden energy was more than sufficient.

Boom! Boom!

Under the pressure of these two forces, Yaofeng True God’s power gained no advantage—it collapsed instantly.

The razor-sharp wind blades melted upon fire, shattered upon gold.

Yaofeng True God staggered backward involuntarily, crashing into his massive, heavy metal chair, sending it toppling backward.

Bang!

The metal chair crashed to the ground, as if reflecting Yaofeng True God’s defeat.

Silence fell across the room.

All eyes fixed on Yaofeng True God, their hearts filled with silent shock.

A clash between True Gods—truly terrifying.

Even the faint aura of their power was enough to crush them with immense pressure.

But then again, none had expected Zhulong and Chihuang True Gods to act simultaneously.

Wang Teng’s prestige had reached new heights.

To have two True Gods intervene on his behalf—such a feat had never occurred in history.

At least, not in their experience.

Wang Teng felt a jolt in his heart—equally surprised.

This time, both True Gods had acted solely to suppress Yaofeng True God, without any words.

Clearly, their patience had finally snapped.

Or perhaps, because the award ceremony had concluded.

Everything was settled—the victors had emerged, while Yaofeng True God was merely a loser, needing no further restraint.

"You—"

"Fine! Excellent!"

Yaofeng True God had suffered such a great loss, humiliation flooding his face, his expression shifting from pale to livid.

He had never endured such a disgrace in his life.

It was outright arrogance!

Among the ten True God silhouettes, Yaofeng’s allies couldn’t help but shake their heads in secret, feeling deep helplessness.

They knew full well this situation offered no advantage, yet he had still been goaded into action by that Wang Teng.

Was it really worth it?

Just a Domain Master-level warrior—how could he always provoke such fury?

Where was the composure befitting a True God?

Now they increasingly found Yaofeng True God unreliable.

How many mistakes had he made since the beginning?

No wonder even the Star Messenger from the Hall of Stars looked down on him—appointing him commander-in-chief of this war had been the gravest error possible.

"Yaofeng, have you had enough fun yet?"

The star envoy from the Hall of Stars spoke calmly, but the authority in his voice burned even fiercer, sending a chill through the heart.

True God Yaofeng's gaze tightened slightly, wanting to say something more, yet ultimately unable to utter a word, choked with frustration and the urge to vomit blood.

"Now, do you still wish to know about Wang Teng’s other achievements?"

Without waiting for Yaofeng’s reaction, the star envoy asked again, piercingly direct. (End of chapter)