Chapter 790: Calmness Amid Madness

Bamboo Mountain.

At this moment, Bamboo Mountain is empty; some peaks have been dug away, and the training ground is sealed off.

It feels somewhat desolate!

Though the Devourer clan left not long ago, it still seems a bit barren, devoid of life.

In March, the seal was lifted, and a group entered.

A group, they say... well, not many, really.

Xuelan says nothing, Feiqiu looks around, and only Tongtian busies himself, starting to do odd jobs here. At this moment, he’s the only one fit for such tasks—helpless, too weak; even the weakest, Xuelan, is a Heavenly King, while he’s merely a second-rank Harmony-Seeker. Here, what else can he do but odd jobs?

Quickly, he clears a patch of ground for Su Yu and the others, builds a bamboo hut, and Tongtian, bustling about, finds joy in it.

It’s good to be in the Upper Realm!

Once here, we’ll kill Yue Hao, kill that old ancestor of the Prison King lineage—once they’re dead, I, Tongtian, will prosper!

If I hadn’t come to the Upper Realm, I’d only have hoped to kill the Martial Emperor.

But having been neighbors with the Martial Emperor for years, it’s still more satisfying to kill the Prison King lineage.

He busies himself, and March asks uncertainly, “Your Majesty, when do we make our move? Wait for the myriad races to strike first?”

“How could that be!”

Su Yu laughs, “Wait a bit, a few days, give the Prison King lineage time to try to summon that Rule Lord... though I fear they won’t take it seriously, so we must apply some pressure!”

“The Eight-Winged Tiger got it wrong!”

Su Yu chuckles, “If the Prison King lineage faces no danger, why rush? But once they encounter a crisis, they’ll panic! In panic, even at great cost, they’ll quickly summon that Rule Lord!”

March nods, then asks, “And... the Tea Tree and the others?”

“No rush for them!”

Su Yu smiles, “Right now, everyone has no ambitions, time to let their minds wander. Once war erupts, they’ll have no time for idle thoughts—that’s when the Tea Tree and the others step in! For now, unless something unexpected happens, bastards like Tiangu are all on guard against me!”

At this moment, if the Tea Tree suddenly appeared,

it might make those fellows overthink.

Su Yu isn’t in a hurry.

I wait!

Wait until war breaks out, when losses occur, and both sides are locked in battle—then you won’t have time to consider whether this opportunity is poisoned.

Su Yu has a knack for these psychological games.

Playing hard to get!

Laying false trails!

Making them feel that the opportunity comes too hard.

That’s a good thing.

If the opportunity comes too easily, they won’t cherish it.

“Then... Your Majesty, what do we do next?”

Giant Axe is still confused—sometimes waiting, sometimes not—what exactly are we doing?

Su Yu is exasperated!

Heart-weary!

This time, none of the clever ones were brought up; only the fighters came.

Not a single brain among them.

March isn’t stupid, but March tends to think from the Devourer clan’s perspective, which doesn’t align with Su Yu’s line of thought. Asking March for strategies—March might not be reliable.

Forget it, I’ll have to rely on myself.

Those who can think, like the Great Zhou King or Wan Tiansheng, would be a pleasure to have here.

Pity, strength and wisdom often don’t go hand in hand.

Su Yu laughs, “We fight, we kill—all our goals are ultimately to strengthen ourselves, understand?”

“That’s the essence, the core!”

Su Yu says meaningfully, “Fighting and killing aren’t just for the thrill; they’re to empower us!”

“We’ve advanced too fast; in the short term, it’s hard to progress further. So now, the best and simplest way to strengthen ourselves is: I become stronger!”

Everyone nods, Feiqiu nods, and Tongtian Hou nods frantically.

“When I grow strong, those integrated into my Dao will also grow strong!”

“And my growth hinges on two points: first, the perfection of the Dao!”

“Second, the perfection of the world!”

Giant Axe asks blankly, “Aren’t the Dao and the world the same?”

Su Yu sighs, explaining, “No! The Dao’s perfection is a matter of the Dao itself. Of course, perfecting the Dao helps strengthen the world, but the world can also strengthen itself!”

“How?”

Giant Axe asks again, and Su Yu smiles, “That hits the mark! There are many ways: first, devouring Chaos Origin—like the Eight-Winged Tiger, devouring Chaos Origin to strengthen the world! Second, devouring ancient beasts—they are all Chaos Clan elites, so killing Chaos ancient beasts helps strengthen my world! Third, killing those who cultivate the Chaos Dao! Fourth, killing myriad-Dao cultivators, stripping their Dao power to fill my own Dao power!”

Giant Axe sums it up, “So it’s just about killing more people?”

“Sort of!”

Su Yu nods.

Giant Axe is weary.

Why didn’t you just say that?

All that roundabout talk.

Su Yu is a bit helpless, “I’m explaining the purpose of killing, not just killing for its own sake—there’s a difference.”

Giant Axe nods perfunctorily.

Isn’t it still killing?

Su Yu gives up this time—fine, let it be.

Of course it’s different!

Simply put, one kills without aim, the other with a target. Without a target, everything fails; only with a target, conviction, and a plan can you succeed!

Giant Axe doesn’t want to say more, and Feiqiu isn’t keen on thinking either, asking curiously, “So that means we can kill anyone, and killing them makes you stronger?”

“Not exactly!”

Su Yu laughs, “After killing, you have to strip the Dao power. It’s not like you kill them, their Dao explodes, and I get something—a corpse? That’s not very meaningful. The key is that after killing, the target’s Dao origin power must be preserved as much as possible.”

“Then what do we do?”

Feiqiu says helplessly, “When we kill, their Dao explodes—how do we preserve much?”

"So, it must be swift, precise, and ruthless!"

Suyu smiled: "It must be swift—so swift that the opponent cannot react, the consumption of the Great Path's power is minimal, the corpse remains intact, and the Great Path can be stripped..."

Got it!

This time, Tongtianhou understood: "Your Majesty means to teach us how to kill? To tell us not to kill indiscriminately, but to kill with artistry and taste?"

Suyu: "..."

How am I supposed to respond to that?

That is what I meant, but not in the way you mean it.

Well, more or less the same!

Tongtian understood again: "Your Majesty dislikes how Giant Axe and Fatball kill—too uncivilized, leaving no complete corpse, no good? Third Month too, striking with a bamboo and blowing things up—improper, right?"

Suyu said nothing.

Tongtian continued: "Understood, Your Majesty prefers Xuelan's style—freezing the enemy, yes?"

His eyes lit up: "Your Majesty, is that the meaning?"

Suyu hesitated for a moment, then nodded after a while.

Damn it!

You've got it mostly right, but once it comes out of your mouth, it always feels twisted.

This time, Giant Axe also understood, somewhat helpless: "But all we know is to chop directly!"

Tongtian added: "Speaking of this killing method, Xuelan and Consort Qi are actually quite suitable. Women kill in a much more civilized way—one freezes, one petrifies—that has a certain artistry to it!"

Suyu couldn't be bothered to argue further and said quickly: "It's not about how many you kill, but that the kill must be complete—that's the point!"

"So no matter how many we kill next, there must be gains afterward; we can't kill for nothing!"

Having said this, Suyu added: "We need to put some pressure on the Ten Thousand Races and the Prison King lineage! If we don't pressure them, they won't know how ruthless we are. We have to force them to send the Iron-Eaters here!"

"Then what do we do now..."

Giant Axe looked at Suyu, who smiled: "First, turn Bamboo Mountain into our rear base, then move the entire Bamboo Mountain to the front line. Once that's done, we'll start our revenge, our vengeance! The slogan will be: For what happened last time, we'll take our revenge! If the Prison King lineage sends few people, we'll devour them; if they send many, we'll retreat, retreat near Human Mountain!"

The few exchanged glances—so aggressive?

Jumping straight into action?

"And if the Chaos Ancient Clans interfere..."

"Kill them without mercy!"

Suyu didn't care much: "Among the ancient beasts, only a few have intelligence; most are mindless—ignore them! The Eight-Winged Tiger and Chaos Dragon will restrain themselves. Their purpose in gathering ancient beasts is to use them as cannon fodder to besiege that Ruler of Order!"

After speaking, Suyu quickly laughed: "So our persona is just one word—reckless!"

Personas are all crafted by oneself.

Let the Ten Thousand Races guess!

Guess all you want, think what you will—I'm just one word: reckless!

That's how it was last time, and that's how it is this time.

"So now, move! Leave ourselves a base, bring the Iron-Eaters here. After Giant Bamboo Marquis and the others return, they can train the Iron-Eaters..."

Alright!

They understood now—on the first day here, it was all about moving.

So let's move!

Soon, the few strong ones began relocating—not just ordinary moving, but directly teleporting the entire Bamboo Mountain Dojo to the front line, standing alongside Human Mountain. Suyu intended to take root there.

...

That day, at Human Mountain, they saw several top-tier strongmen, holding aloft a colossal Bamboo Mountain, flying toward the front line.

The various races had yet to digest some news.

Suyu's side had already moved Bamboo Mountain over.

Not only that, but that day, Suyu directly entered the outskirts of Chaos Mountain, teleporting one Chaos Divine Mountain after another toward Bamboo Mountain. He wanted to build a base here.

In truth, it was just to let everyone know where to find him.

...

At the peak of Human Mountain.

At that moment, a group of strongmen gazed across the void at Bamboo Mountain, less than a hundred li away.

Suyu was truly about to go to war with the Prison King lineage.

Just then, someone spoke: "What do you think—when will he come to discuss cooperation with us? If he does, what conditions will he propose, or rather, how do we use him?"

"Hard to say—maybe within three to five days."

Several Heavenly Lords were discussing.

As they spoke, over there, Suyu's group, their auras surging, directly flew into Chaos Mountain, crossing the Chaos River.

Suyu's voice shook heaven and earth, filled with malice and savagery, roaring: "Yue Hao, get out here!"

"You killed my people—I won't rest until I kill you!"

Suyu's aura swept across heaven and earth, brutal and fierce, roaring: "You beastly thing! I come to kill you, and you dare to resist! You dared to kill my people! Yue Hao, kill yourself, and then kill that Yu Xi, and I'll spare your wretched life!"

Boom!

With a thunderous crash, Suyu shattered a great mountain with a single palm strike, his aura ferocious beyond measure, roaring: "Level the inner circle of Chaos Mountain! Sweep away all obstacles! I want to see the lair of these beasts!"

"As you command!"

With Suyu's words, a rumbling cacophony erupted.

One mountain after another was flattened!

Suyu and his strongmen blasted mountains to pieces.

On some mountains, Chaos Ancient Beasts still lingered, and they were all slaughtered on the spot!

At this moment, from north and south, a tiger and a dragon gazed at each other across the void, leading hordes of ancient beasts, yet they did not intervene.

And Suyu, along with several top-tier existences, rampaged without restraint!

Peak after peak was leveled!

Suyu laughed harshly: "Once I flatten your dog dens, let's see where you hide!"

Boom!

Suyu punched through heaven and earth, and in the void, a figure was blasted apart on the spot. Now, Suyu directly opened his Heavenly Gate—a colossal gate covering heaven and earth, reflecting across the myriad realms!!

"Ambush me? Spy on me? Dream on! That trashy Hell Gate of yours dares to spy on me?"

"A pack of dogs, daring to kill my people! Ask around—in the upper realm or lower realm, when have I, Suyu, ever suffered a loss? I've killed dozens of Ten Thousand Races' Hegemonies, killed many Heavenly Kings—who dares to kill my people? You have some nerve!"

"You're simply asking for death!"

Mad Su Yu was truly mad now, his aura boundless and mighty, sweeping across heaven and earth. Within the inner reaches of Chaos Mountain, he stirred up clouds of dust—the spectacle of colossal peaks being blasted apart!

...

At this moment.

Within the inner reaches of Chaos Mountain.

Surrounded by a ring of mountains.

In a great hall, a host of powerful figures stood. Yue Hao’s face was grim, and the ancestor’s expression was equally sour. “He’s back!”

Su Yu!

He too had inquired who was responsible for the devastating losses last time.

Su Yu!

The Human Sovereign of the lower realm!

The new Human Sovereign of this tidal epoch.

What the Heavenly Dragon Marquis knew, they also knew.

This being, undefeated in the lower realm, had suffered his first loss on their side—though their own losses were greater: a Celestial Venerable dead, many Heavenly Kings, and dozens of Dao-Integrators.

But now, clearly, this madman felt he had been wronged.

He seemed never to have suffered such a loss before.

Now, he had come with his subordinates to exact revenge.

“San Yue, Giant Axe, Xue Lan, Tongtian, and that one from last time—the one that must be King Wen’s dog!”

“This Su Yu himself is stronger than before—he’s actually reached the Celestial Venerable realm!”

“Indeed, such a child of fortune, if he doesn’t die, grows mightier with every battle!”

Those who become Human Sovereigns are all children of fortune.

But they never expected revenge to come so swiftly. The trouble was that once they made a move to besiege Su Yu and his group, it would inevitably provoke the myriad races into action.

The ancestor frowned slightly. “The urgent task is not to deal with these people, but to welcome the Senior Sister!”

Senior Sister!

Yes, the one behind the Gate of Hell—the direct disciple of the Prison King.

A true Lord of Rules!

But now, Su Yu had come to cause chaos, pushing forward relentlessly. To block him or not to block—neither was ideal.

The ancestor furrowed his brow again, then said in a deep voice, “Yue Hao, Yue Luo, you two go. Don’t try to finish that fellow—just stop them! If they really flatten everything on the front lines, it’ll be a bigger mess. Also, that Eight-Winged Tiger and Broken-Tailed Dragon—what are they thinking? They said they’d help us block the myriad races, but now that Su Yu has struck, why aren’t they acting?”

The Eight-Winged Tiger and the Chaos Dragon, according to their plan, were supposed to help them hold off the myriad races, buying time to welcome his Senior Sister.

After all, she was the will of a powerful Chaos existence behind the Gate of Hell.

A Chaos powerhouse could naturally be considered an ancestor of the Chaos Ancient Beasts.

But at this moment, those two had not stopped Su Yu and his group.

Was it because it wasn’t part of the plan, or for some other reason?

Below, Yue Luo and Yue Hao exchanged glances. Yue Luo smiled coquettishly. “Ancestor, that’s more than two Celestial Venerables.”

“Just stop them. If there’s real danger, someone will come to help.”

Very well.

The two looked at each other again. Yue Luo chuckled lightly. “Then we’ll follow the ancestor’s orders.”

...

Soon, Yue Luo and Yue Hao flew out from the nest of the Prison King’s lineage, speeding toward Su Yu and his group.

...

At this moment.

Su Yu also sensed two powerful auras and immediately laughed. “Damn, they look down on us—only sent two?”

Too few!

Though both auras were strong, Yue Luo’s aura was vaguely comparable to Fatty’s after his dark transformation, perhaps even stronger.

Indeed, the Prison King’s lineage still had many experts.

As for Yue Hao’s aura, Su Yu had fought him before and knew him well. He was also very strong. Last time, Fatty hadn’t undergone dark transformation and was no match for him in single combat—he’d been beaten half to death!

“Perfect! Yue Luo is mine. Fatty, you lot, go kill that Yue Hao! Let them underestimate us—maybe on the very first day, we can bag a Celestial Venerable for fun!”

Su Yu tore through the void, charging straight at Yue Luo!

At the same time, San Yue, Giant Axe, Fatty, Xue Lan, and Tongtian all flew toward Yue Hao.

Their speed was terrifyingly fast!

In the blink of an eye, Su Yu shattered the void, reached the front, and came face to face with Yue Luo. Seeing Su Yu, her eyes lit up, and she smiled sweetly. “What a handsome young man… big sister…”

“Go to hell!”

The moment Su Yu saw Yue Luo, he loathed her—for no other reason than disgust.

Whenever he thought of Lan Tian raising a pinky finger at him, Su Yu wanted to beat Lan Tian to death. But Lan Tian was one of his own, and lately, Lan Tian rarely transformed into a seductive woman, preferring to appear as a little girl.

“I’ll hammer you to death!”

Su Yu hadn’t used his great hammer in a long time. Now, it materialized instantly—the God-Expanding Hammer, once his signature combat technique.

With one swing, he struck!

Boom!

The void exploded. The God-Expanding Hammer targeted the Sea of Will, and now, flames of Sky-Burning fire raged upon it, scorching the Sea of Will. One hammer blow shattered heaven and earth!

Boom!

Yue Luo had just finished smiling when a massive hammer greeted her. She retreated swiftly, letting out another coquettish laugh. “Little brother…”

“Die!”

Su Yu instantly went berserk!

Boom!

The great hammer shook the world. With a thunderous roar, the surrounding mountains collapsed one after another. Another boom shook the cosmos!

With a gush of blood!

Yue Luo retreated thousands of meters, spitting blood, her face blank with shock.

Is he insane?

I was so polite, so cute, so kind—this smile, this laughter, is actually a Dao, a power of the Great Way, meant to influence the opponent. Even a Celestial Venerable, once affected, would be disturbed.

But Su Yu, this madman—the more you influence him, the crazier he gets.

“Disgusting!”

Su Yu erupted in fury, "I've always hated vile creatures like you—neither male nor female, hideously ugly, disgusting! I'll kill you!"

Yue Luo nearly exploded with rage!

You're the disgusting one!

From afar, the voice of Giant Axe rang out with a booming laugh: "The Emperor's taste matches mine exactly—this woman is too ugly, truly disgusting!"

For the first time, Yue Luo was called disgusting by two men in a row.

Giant Axe she could forgive—she found him disgusting too.

But now Su Yu, this young man, this handsome lad, actually found her disgusting as well.

Yue Luo fumed. Her aura shifted, turning soft in an instant, and countless illusory phantoms materialized around Su Yu.

"Brother Yu..."

"Ugh!"

Su Yu nearly vomited, his fury boundless. "You vile wretch, you're asking for death!"

Boom!

The great hammer shattered heaven and earth!

He swung wildly at Yue Luo!

Yue Luo was stunned. Why?

Was Su Yu not a man?

And this was an illusion—everything Su Yu thought, everything that should align with his desires—so why was this happening?

"Lan Yue Luo, I'll kill you!"

Boom!

The Dao Hammer pounded relentlessly, driving Yue Luo to madness. Why?

Her Dao power was almost entirely useless against Su Yu!

In an instant, Yue Luo fell into the disadvantage.

In the blink of an eye, a massive hammer slammed into her, sending her spitting blood wildly. With a sharp cry, she sent a longsword flying. No sooner had it emerged than Su Yu roared, and the great hammer multiplied into ten thousand!

Rumble!

With a crash, the longsword was shattered to pieces.

Yue Luo immediately turned pitiful and soft: "Emperor Yu..."

"Fuck off, not again!"

"Die!"

At that moment, Su Yu went berserk. Not again!

Lan Yue Luo, don't think I don't know—you're an old man. I'll finish you!

Rumble!

The thunderous noise shook heaven and earth, for a moment even fiercer than the battle of the four great venerables. With a deafening boom, Su Yu, as if provoked, erupted. Under that colossal crash, a single hammer blow sent Yue Luo flying millions of meters, blood gushing endlessly!

Yue Luo was utterly stunned!

Why?

And, I'm not surnamed Lan!

"Ancestor!"

She had to scream. Madman! This madman was not only powerful but also not a man. Any normal man, under the influence of her Dao, would have fallen into her trap. But this Su Yu—the more she wielded her Dao, the more enraged he became!

Rage to the point of insanity!

He had been angered by Lan Tian many times before, and every time, Su Yu wanted to hit him but held back.

Today, Yue Luo dared to pull this on him!

I'll beat you to death!

The great hammer instantly covered heaven and earth, driving Yue Luo into constant retreat. As she fled, Yue Hao was also frantically escaping. The fat ball he had beaten up last time had gone mad from the start.

Instant dark transformation!

After darkening, the fat ball's aura surged. It lifted a boot with both claws and swung at him.

This time, it wasn't just boots!

From the void, collars, balls, chains, all kinds of treasures erupted, even pots and pans emerged, turning into deadly weapons. In a flash, Yue Hao was battered and bruised!

Yue Hao and Yue Luo had just entered the fray. Forget about stopping them—if no one came now, they were done for!

At that moment, from the depths of chaos, even the Ancestor was startled and instantly commanded: "Reinforcements! Assist!"

What the hell!

Madmen!

These four madmen were even stronger than imagined.

...

On the Mountain of Men.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

This... they were already charging in?

They had only just ascended!

These madmen truly had no fear of death!

For a moment, everyone looked at each other. Should they go?

It was utterly unexpected!

Su Yu and his group attacked the moment they arrived, heading straight for the enemy's lair!

This was too insane.

Their Ancestor was still there!

That was a supreme being!

...

In truth, Su Yu wasn't afraid of that Ancestor.

He hadn't even used his full power yet.

But why reveal everything on the first go? For all the races to watch?

At that moment, he quickly sent a telepathic message: "Force them to use the Gate of Hell. Tongtian, pay attention—once they do, bite into it. No matter what, tear off a piece of flesh. Killing it is hard, but eat the Gate of Hell!"

Tongtian was overjoyed and quickly replied: "Rest assured, Your Majesty. Even if I die, I'll bite off a piece of their flesh!"

A projection of the Gate of Hell!

Good stuff!

Will Yueluo and Yuehao know how to use it?

Of course!

The Ancestor hadn’t arrived yet, and they were nearly beaten to death by these madmen—unimaginably powerful; if no one came soon, they’d truly be finished. The two fled in haste, originally thinking that Yueluo and Yuehao were strong enough to fight even the Four Heavenly Lords.

But as it turned out, on Su Yu’s side, the Four Heavenly Lords—thought to be the mightiest, Giant Axe and Three Moons—were actually the weakest.

What the hell!

At this moment, Yuehao’s head was about to split under the boot’s stomp, hair disheveled, drenched in blood. He suddenly roared, and a gate appeared, its doors flung open, sealing the boot inside!

And just then, Tongtian Hou’s eyes gleamed!

It’s out!

I knew it—following His Majesty means meat to eat!

Sure enough, on my very first day in the upper realm, I’ve got food.

Last time, he lacked the strength to eat, nor could he find a way; this time… the chance had come!

In that instant, Tongtian Hou swiftly teleported himself before the gate, instantly transforming into a massive door—larger than that phantom gate—and with a snap, the doors swung wide, swallowing the Hell Gate whole!

Yuehao shuddered!

Stunned, the next moment, just as he tried to shake the Hell Gate, a bamboo, an axe, and a gaping maw came at him in a flash!

Yuehao was terrified!

He fled in haste, again attempting to control the Hell Gate, but the three mighty ones gave chase once more; Yuehao could only abandon control and flee again.

Yet at that very moment, from Tongtian Hou’s side came a ferocious, earth-shaking roar!

“Eat!”

Boom!

Inside, the Hell Gate exploded, vast amounts of special power instantly merging into Tongtian Hou’s body as he roared incessantly.

At this moment, at the Hell Gate’s true location.

Suddenly, that pitch-black Hell Gate began to tremble!

…

At the same time.

Yuehao’s forehead suddenly burst open; he screamed in agony, disbelief and incredulity flooding him.

“Impossible!”

The Hell Gate wasn’t real—it was merely a force—yet now, that peculiar power had been devoured!

With a bang, his brow split again!

Rumble!

Seizing the moment of his rupture, the three mighty ones struck instantly: a bamboo shattered his head, an axe cleaved his body, and a massive maw swallowed his flesh whole. Just as his Sea of Will was about to be consumed, a sharp cry rang out—Yueluo’s piercing, mournful shriek, ear-splitting.

Everyone’s eardrums quaked!

Yueluo materialized in a flash, grabbing Yuehao’s Sea of Will, while behind him, Su Yu swung his hammer—bang!—and Yueluo’s left half exploded into fragments.

With a hum, Yueluo vanished.

Over there, the Ancestor charged in swiftly.

“Retreat!”

Su Yu seized Tongtian Hou behind him, and in the blink of an eye, he and several Heavenly Lords disappeared from sight.

In that moment, heaven and earth fell silent!

And the Ancestor roared, “Su Yu!”

It had all happened in an instant!

Yuehao’s Hell Gate was shattered, his body destroyed, his Sea of Will rescued by Yueluo—but Yueluo fared no better; his left half was crushed to powder by Su Yu’s hammer!

Too fast!

Completely unexpected!

“Hahaha! Old fool, you killed Yuehao and Yueluo and sent them to me yourself—yes, now Yueluo’s added to the list!”

Su Yu’s voice shook heaven and earth: “This is just interest! You dared to kill my people! You’re asking for death! I want to kill you—if you’re clean, offer your necks for me to slaughter; if not, then obediently send us off, yet you still dare to resist and kill my people!”

Su Yu, like a madman, roared: “A trifling interest—this is the first time. Today, I’ve just ascended. This time, I’ve sealed the lower-realm passage and will fight you to the bitter end! Just wait and see!”

“If you don’t kill Yuehao and Yueluo and deliver them to me, I will never open the lower-realm passage. Do you think I’m one of those softies from the Ten Thousand Races? Down in the lower realm, I fought a thousand battles in three years—one a day—so wait for it!”

“…”

Such a frenzied declaration, at this moment, even made the Ancestor’s face change.

…

At the same time.

On the Mountain of Men, those Heavenly Lords had yet to decide whether to intervene when the battle ended.

Yuehao gravely wounded!

Yueluo lightly injured!

Now, Mo Heavenly Lord couldn’t help but say, “This… is he always this insane?”

Mo Ji thought for a moment, then nodded: “Always like this! As long as he can fight the opponent, he’ll keep fighting, keep killing, keep battling!”

That wasn’t false.

Su Yu, as long as he felt he could gain an advantage, would keep fighting.

Mo Ji sighed: “This relentless pestering of his isn’t the first time! Back when he hid in the ancient city, it was the same—when he could kill, he’d risk coming out to do so, until he couldn’t kill anymore! He’s mad yet calm—you saw it too; the moment the Ancestor appeared, he fled without hesitation. He’s always been like this!”

Su Yu was insane, but also very calm!

Once he gained an advantage, he bolted instantly.

Mo Ji smiled bitterly: “He’ll strike again—not just this once. He’s full of energy, never weary; today is only the beginning!”

The crowd fell silent.

Those Heavenly Lords looked at each other, momentarily speechless!

No wonder the lower realm couldn’t defeat Su Yu!

Encountering such a tenacious pest was indeed a headache.

The Ten Thousand Races knew, of course, that Su Yu was borrowing their momentum; otherwise, the Prison King’s lineage would surely have pursued him—but… it felt good, didn’t it?

At this moment, the Ten Thousand Races all found it quite satisfying.

Let Su Yu borrow their momentum, then!

They had done nothing, yet as soon as Su Yu’s group came up, they had crippled two Heavenly Lords halfway!

These two are no weaklings!

And at that very moment, with a thunderous roar, an aura erupted—in the distance, after devouring the Gate of Hell, Heaven-Pass Marquis had actually broken through!

A Gate of Hell that a Heavenly Venerable had cultivated for years, devoured by him, allowed this Second-Class Dao Integration to advance to Heavenly King!

“Hahaha!”

At this moment, Heaven-Pass Marquis’s wild laughter rang out.

“Kill!”

“Your Majesty, kill them!”

“Go for it!”

“Finish off that old ancestor, devour his Gate of Hell, and I’ll become a Heavenly Venerable!”

“…”

That was Heaven-Pass Marquis’s voice, and Fat Ball, too, was now seething with excitement: “Beat that Yue Hao to death, beat him to death—last time he hit me!”

At this moment, less than a hundred li from Human Mountain, these people roared madly, and the entire Human Mountain could hear their shouts.

In an instant, tens of millions all turned to look that way.

Madmen!

A whole pack of them!

This was advancing in the midst of battle!

Now, on Su Yu’s side, there were four Heavenly Venerables and two Heavenly Kings!

And then Su Yu’s voice rang out: “Release the Iron-Eating Clan, or war begins!”

“War!”

“War!”

“…”

The sound shook heaven and earth.

It echoed across Human Mountain!

At that moment, Tian Gu appeared, frowning slightly: “He’s doing this on purpose!”

Yes, Su Yu was absolutely doing it on purpose.

But… Tian Gu knew that if they didn’t send the Iron-Eating Clan away, this madman—though he was being deliberate now—would surely find other means to cause them trouble, even if their current enemy was the Prison King’s lineage!

Saint Marquis appeared, his expression grave: “His strength is not weak, not much less than mine. Should we release the Iron-Eating Clan?”

At this moment, the several Heavenly Venerables looked at each other.

Release or not?

From the moment Su Yu and his group arrived, they had thrown down the gauntlet!

We are strong, we are mad, we fear no death, we advance in battle, we fear nothing!

Four Heavenly Venerables, two Heavenly Kings.

Unfettered!

No burdens!

We came alone!

Now, someone sighed: “Release them! Keeping the Iron-Eating Clan is useless. To restrain them? Would these people really be restrained? Besides Three Moons, who else would be?”

“But if Su Yu acts recklessly and gets these people killed, Three Moons will fall out with him… Maybe we could try…”

Before he finished, Su Yu’s laughter came from afar: “Hurry up and release them, or else… we’ll storm Human Mountain! Prison King’s lineage, how about we join forces and wipe out the Ten Thousand Races first?”

“…”

Damn!

This lunatic!

Don’t you believe we’ll join the Prison King’s lineage and take you down first?

Think it’s impossible?

And then, Su Yu laughed again: “Prison King’s lineage… hahaha, after devouring your gate, Heaven-Pass Marquis seems to have gotten some remarkable information—you’re trying to bring out that Rule Lord? A big secret! Cooperate with me, and I won’t expose your secret!”

“…”

Boom!

Above Human Mountain, countless auras surged.

Deep within Chaos Mountain, the old ancestor’s face changed, and he suddenly looked at Yue Hao, who had just appeared, his expression livid!

Yue Hao’s face stiffened—Heaven-Pass Marquis, by devouring the projection of his Gate of Hell, had actually gleaned some information!

Damn it!

This was even more troublesome than his own severe injury!

…

“Su Yu, is that true?”

At this moment, from Human Mountain, Moon Heavenly Venerable’s voice echoed over, and Su Yu laughed: “What do you think?”

“…”

No guess!

Ten to one, it was true!

If so, joining forces with the Prison King’s lineage against Su Yu was a joke—impossible!

The next moment, Moon Heavenly Venerable’s voice rang out: “Release them! Su Yu, there’s no need for us to clash now. The Iron-Eating Clan are not prisoners; they’ve just been living here. Since they’re unwilling, then… be on your way!”

The next moment, Giant Bamboo Marquis and the others quickly hoisted a great mountain and flew toward Bamboo Mountain!

“Hahaha!”

A group of strong warriors, their laughter shaking heaven and earth, unrestrained and wild.

…

At this moment, on Human Mountain, Thunderstorm felt an inexplicable envy.

Cultivation, cultivation—to reach the state Su Yu and his group had, that was true freedom.

Release or not?

If not, I’ll fight!

And yet, Su Yu had chosen his moment perfectly—if you fell out with him now, you couldn’t afford to!

Because the Prison King’s lineage was actually summoning a Rule Lord!

This news instantly made the Ten Thousand Races wary.

No!

So at this moment, we absolutely cannot fall out with Su Yu and his group.

Lei Bao felt envy in his heart; March had openly defected, yet the Ten Thousand Races dared not touch a single hair of the Iron-Eating Clan, because over there, a few powerful madmen existed.

As for himself... the Giant Clan, he could not take them away.

Nor was it possible to take them away!

Even if Bai Zhan was very strong, it was useless; the Ten Thousand Races were not afraid of Bai Zhan.

Bai Zhan, too, might not be so mad.

...

And Tian Gu glanced toward Su Yu's side; he understood in his heart that Su Yu was not actually mad.

But so what?

He is not mad—would you dare not release the hostages?

Those in the lower realm know that if you truly refuse to release them, this fellow Su Yu might really come to attack Ren Mountain.

“We are constrained everywhere... precisely because we have too many scruples, not enough madness, not enough mad calmness!”

Tian Gu said in a low voice: Madmen are not frightening; what is frightening is that this madman, while being mad, is actually extremely calm. With one sentence about the Prison King lineage releasing the Lord of Rules, he instantly dispelled the Ten Thousand Races' hostility toward Su Yu!

That is true ability!

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