Chapter 810: Battle of Dueling Generals

Swords drawn and bows bent!

On this day, in the upper realm, the aura of Dao integration raged across the land. Above the Mountain of Men, the myriad-race powerhouses were grim and solemn.

Were they afraid?

A little!

Though the myriad-race powerhouses were many, with a batch of Celestial Venerables and even a Rule Master among them, their opponent was Su Yu!

A man who ceaselessly wrought miracles!

A man who constantly reversed the tide, who had nearly annihilated the Prison King lineage, a force teeming with experts.

The myriad races had set their sights on the Prison King lineage solely because of Su Yu.

And when Su Yu’s side—figures like Blue Sky—appeared, even the dullest realized that all of it was Su Yu’s scheme. He had done it deliberately, deliberately dragging the Prison King lineage into the open, forcing their experts to emerge.

...

Above the Mountain of Men, Dao Celestial Venerable spoke gravely: “Tian Gu, it’s time to join forces with the Prison King lineage!”

Only through alliance could there be hope.

In truth, up to now, Su Yu’s side had not displayed the power to annihilate the myriad races. Yet, like Tian Gu, everyone harbored a certain fear of this young man, Su Yu.

A psychological fear!

For Su Yu had ascended to the upper realm only a few times: once to release Bai Zhan, and once to destroy multiple Celestial Venerables of the Prison King.

This time, before Su Yu had even arrived, they were already cowed.

For no reason!

This was different from the days of fighting Bai Zhan. Though Bai Zhan was fierce, he hadn’t actually slain many myriad-race experts.

Su Yu, on the other hand, had been fighting for only a few years, yet he had slaughtered myriad-race experts far and wide.

Join forces with the Prison King lineage?

Tian Gu stood atop the Mountain of Men, silent.

Join forces?

Could they?

He said nothing. Over in the Divine race’s camp, the Moon Celestial Venerable, who had only recently restored her physical body, turned to the Divine Empress and said solemnly, “Empress, do you… have confidence?”

She was the current strongest of the myriad races!

A Rule Master who had just succeeded in continuing her Dao. Ironic, wasn’t it?

Her success in continuing her Dao was thanks to Su Yu, the enemy who had come to destroy them. How ironic!

And precisely because of this, the myriad races grew more anxious.

If Su Yu weren’t confident, would he have helped the Divine Empress continue her Dao?

That defied logic!

Moreover, Su Yu’s side still had the Martial Emperor!

The Martial Emperor—the Divine Empress was surely no match for him.

The Divine Empress remained silent as well.

Confidence?

Confidence in what?

Confidence to deal with Su Yu, or confidence to deal with the Martial Emperor?

Yesterday, when the Martial Emperor broke his seal, his aura shook the heavens. Yet Su Yu, standing not far from him, remained calm and composed. At that moment, if the Martial Emperor had truly attacked Su Yu, would Su Yu have been confident?

The Divine Empress had sensed it clearly: when the Martial Emperor first broke his seal, he was filled with rage and resentment toward Su Yu. Yet soon after, the Martial Emperor fled, never bothering Su Yu.

Was it because Su Yu had freed him?

No!

The Divine Empress did not want to think about it, because it was terrifying. How old was Su Yu?

What capital did he have to rival the Martial Emperor?

Thought after thought surfaced in her mind.

As for the promise to kill Yue Zhan to repay Su Yu’s favor in continuing her Dao—did she really need to fulfill it?

Or would she even have the chance?

And what was Su Yu’s intention?

If he had planned from the start to deal with the myriad races, why help her continue her Dao?

At this moment, the Divine Empress was also deeply conflicted.

And at this very moment, the human army arrived.

Six Celestial Venerable powerhouses, their auras surging.

Among them, the impulsive one, Wilderness Celestial Venerable, gritted his teeth and said, “Su Yu isn’t here! Only six Celestial Venerables. Why not take the chance…”

He meant to take the chance to strike!

On their side, there were plenty of experts.

The Immortal Clan’s Saint Marquis, Dao Celestial Venerable, Yuan Saint, and himself—four Celestial Venerables in total. The Divine race had two Celestial Venerables and one Rule Master. The Nether, Phoenix, and Dragon races added three more. With so many experts, defeating six Celestial Venerables would be easy!

Even if Tian Ming soon joined them from the other direction, that would only make seven!

If they killed seven Celestial Venerables, even at great cost, Su Yu’s side would suffer a massive loss in combat power.

Did Su Yu have any more Celestial Venerables under his command?

Before he could finish, Tian Gu and the Divine Empress both shouted, “No!”

Wilderness Celestial Venerable felt stifled. Why not?

Su Yu was arrogant, the Martial Emperor had left, and Su Yu himself hadn’t come. If a great battle erupted now, and the Prison King lineage’s two Rule Masters and Yue Zhan joined the fray, it wouldn’t be impossible to annihilate the human race!

Wilderness Celestial Venerable sensed that not only was Su Yu absent, but Bai Zhan was also missing!

The human race was arrogant!

Neither of the two human sovereigns had come.

Yet they dared to target both the myriad races and the Prison King lineage—weren’t they afraid of stumbling?

“Why?”

Wilderness Celestial Venerable’s face darkened. “Both of you, this is a racial war, a war that has lasted over a hundred thousand years! It concerns the survival of our races! There is no room for compromise between us and the human race!”

What were you thinking?

Afraid of Su Yu?

Yes, he too was worried.

But no matter how worried, at this moment, they should fight with all their might, risking everything!

The human race was thrown into chaos, making them understand that the myriad races, having roamed the myriad realms for over a hundred thousand years without perishing, could not be wiped out by Su Yu alone!

Tian Gu furrowed his brow slightly: "Enough, Huang. We know this is a critical moment of life and death! But wait a little longer! Do you truly think Su Yu would send people to their deaths? Have you not seen Tongtian here? Once Tongtian's portal opens, do you know who might emerge?"

No matter how arrogant Su Yu was, he would not trifle with lives, especially those of his own foundation.

Once the battle begins, reinforcements will arrive swiftly.

At this moment, Tian Gu said gravely, "Su Yu hasn't come, which means he's only besieging us now, not seeking a decisive battle. There's still a chance! We can try to negotiate!"

"Hmm?"

Huang Tianzun furrowed his brow slightly. At this point, still negotiate?

Negotiate what?

But Su Yu hasn't come... could it mean he intends to talk?

At that moment, Huang Tianzun also fell into deep thought.

On the opposite side, amidst the human army, Great Zhou King stepped forward, walking through the void. Behind him, countless Dao-merged auras surged.

Great Zhou King looked at the Mountain of Men, that familiar mountain he had seen before.

Of course, according to him, he had never been to the Upper Realm.

As for the last time, that didn't count.

Now, Great Zhou King gazed at the Mountain of Men, his expression slightly complicated. This was the place where humanity had once planned to build the Imperial Court, where the Human Emperor had intended to relocate, no longer using the Starry Mansion as their foundation.

The Starry Mansion was only meant to be a temporary palace.

But before they could move, disaster struck humanity!

Countless thoughts flashed through Great Zhou King's mind. Today, the events of a hundred thousand years echoed in his thoughts—the endless struggle with the myriad races for far too many years.

The secret guards left by the Human Emperor had all been lost.

All their hidden cards had been exposed.

If humanity failed to win in this tide, then the hundred-thousand-year delay and the battles fought by the Human Emperor and others would all be meaningless.

This was the last chance!

Fortunately, in this tide, Su Yu had emerged.

Otherwise, even Great Zhou King would have been helpless.

The myriad races were strong, but today they seemed somewhat weakened—only because their opponent was Su Yu.

At this moment, Great Zhou King walked to the forefront of the crowd, facing the Mountain of Men alone. He looked at the powerful beings atop the mountain, at the few Tianzun who seemed somewhat fearful yet hid it deep in their eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

"Fellow beings, a hundred thousand years!"

Great Zhou King chuckled lightly: "In a hundred thousand years, ten generations of human lords, eight have died at your hands! Bingku died, Danyu died, Minshan died, Zhenbei died, Dingnan died..."

Great Zhou King laughed, then sighed: "Blood debts pile high!"

"Of the 109 ancient human marquis, how many remain?"

"In a hundred thousand years, humanity has birthed hundreds of Dao-merged beings—how many are left?"

"How many of our people have the myriad races slaughtered? How many of our strong have they destroyed?"

"This hatred, even if we drain the waters of time, cannot be extinguished!"

On the Mountain of Men, Tian Gu said calmly: "Great Zhou King, this is war! How many heroes of our races have you humans slain? How many talents have you killed? Since ancient times, humanity has sought to dominate the heavens! You are the aggressors; we... are merely defending ourselves!"

"Your human realm was in turmoil, King Wen and King Wu departed, and the Human Emperor, instead of seeking self-preservation and retreating to the human domain, used schemes to take away the emperors of all races, still wanting to rule the myriad heavens for eons—we... are merely resisting!"

Tian Gu's voice shook heaven and earth: "We are merely struggling to survive!"

"We fight for the sake of future generations!"

"Our ancestors were suppressed by humanity; we have fought for a hundred thousand years, only hoping that our descendants will not be born inferior, as we were!"

Tian Gu shouted hoarsely: "Are we wrong?"

"You are the aggressors!"

"This heaven is not your human heaven!"

"This world is the world of all races; humanity is but one of them—why must you monopolize the heavens?"

Great Zhou King roared coldly: "Tian Gu, what you say is merely your own thought! Before ancient times, in the primordial era, the world was not unified—was there less warfare? How many strong died? How many prodigies perished? Besides... this heaven is humanity's heaven! This earth is humanity's earth!"

"Whether the Immortal race, the Divine race, or the Demon race, if we trace back to the era of creation, dare you say they did not originate from humanity?"

"The non-humanoid races mostly evolved from chaotic ancient clans... but this heaven was not opened by them—it was opened by the Lord of Time! Was the Lord of Time human? I think... yes!"

Great Zhou King's voice was immense: "Thus, humanity's unification is the will of heaven and earth! Because we are the original masters!"

The two sides shouted at each other, a pre-battle challenge to justify themselves!

Who was orthodox?

Who held the greater cause?

Tian Gu only made that speech, then quickly said gravely: "Su Yu is a wise man. Even if he fights us to the bitter end, he gains nothing. Remember, our ancestors are still in the river of time—they will return soon!"

"At this moment, Su Yu fighting us to the death brings no benefit... Great Zhou King, you are also wise. The myriad races still have the strength for one last battle. Burn the boats, and anything is possible!"

At this moment, Tian Gu chose to retreat proactively: "I can promise that before the Immortal Emperor and the Human Emperor return, the myriad races will hold fast to the Mountain of All Races and not leave. I only ask Su Yu to give us the same promise... Even if you break the heavens, we will not interfere. A step back for each side—how about it?"

He yielded before the battle.

His momentum had already fallen, and the myriad races might curse him, hate him, but Tian Gu did not care.

If it were possible, he would choose this without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he knew it would be difficult.

Sure enough, Great Zhou King said coldly: "Do you think that's possible?"

Tian Gu fell silent.

Great Zhou King raised his hand and shouted coldly: "His Majesty Emperor Yu is willing to give you one chance! A pre-battle duel of generals! If you can delay until the Immortal Emperor and the others return, that is your fortune... if not, then die!"

Tian Gu's eyes flickered. What did he mean?

Great Zhou King roared: "We send a Tianzun, you send a Tianzun; we send a Dao-merged, you send a Dao-merged! In the pre-battle duel of generals, life or death depends on one's own skill!"

Tian Gu was stunned. The next moment, before he could speak, Saint Marquis furrowed his brow slightly and said coldly: "You want to use us as whetstones, as training tools?"

In an instant, they understood!

Arrogant!

On the human side, Great Zhou King and the others actually intended to use them as whetstones for training.

The so-called pre-battle duel of generals was merely to temper the strong on Su Yu's side. These people had advanced too quickly; after entering Dao-merged or Tianzun, they had almost no combat experience.

Now, dueling with the myriad races was an excellent opportunity for training.

Mortal enemies!

One-on-one, with equal strength—such an opportunity was far too rare.

Fear not mistaken killing, fear not mistaken injury—just fight to the death and be done with it!

Most of the myriad-race Dao-joiners and Celestial Venerables were seasoned veterans, but Su Yu’s side lacked such old hands; they were all newly ascended powerhouses.

The Great Zhou King said coldly, “Agree, and you live; refuse… and the myriad races shall surely perish! Before the battle, we duel champions. If your side proves strong, you may stall for time—one man fights one day, and before the three-month deadline arrives, we will not launch a general assault… Three months, your chance! Otherwise, today is the final battle!”

At this moment, among the myriad races, some were furious, some aggrieved.

Someone ground their teeth, “Agree to them! But in the duels, life and death are decided—each side relies on its own skill, no interference allowed, only strength!”

Are we afraid of you?

Tian Gu and the others clearly did not want to fight. Would stalling for three months… bring any change?

Was there a chance?

…

“Drinking poison to quench thirst!”

That was Tian Gu’s remark. He looked at the Divine Emperor Consort and the others, somewhat helpless: “Su Yu wants duels to find the best training candidates among us. Delaying may not be advantageous, but if we don’t delay… perhaps today is the final battle!”

How to choose?

Delay or not?

The myriad races had the most suitable candidates to serve as whetstones for the human side—to be tempered on the edge of life and death, in true mortal combat.

At this moment, the Divine Emperor Consort and the others were silent.

Delay?

Or strike out with full force now and fight the decisive battle?

After a long pause, the Divine Emperor Consort sighed, “Agree! Three months… perhaps there will be a turn of events! Whether with Yu Qing or with Baizhan, some changes might occur… maybe… hope!”

Of course, maybe also despair!

To serve as a whetstone for humanity!

As for life and death, they could only rely on luck.

Tian Gu nodded slightly, his eyes shifting for a moment, then he looked at the Great Zhou King across the field and said in a deep voice, “Duels… I’m afraid you’re too green—you won’t even know how you die! Great Zhou King, humans are cunning. Duels are fine, no matter the casualties. But I fear your humans will lose face and interfere at the critical moment! Su Yu cherishes his generals and doesn’t want them to die—we both know that!”

“If we kill your generals, won’t Su Yu renege quickly?”

At these words… the Great Zhou King chuckled, then said calmly, “Rest assured! The duels are voluntary; life and death are fated!”

He turned back to look at those human powerhouses and said evenly, “Many of us leaped from Eternity into Dao-joining in an instant. After joining the Dao, His Majesty has been fighting on the front lines, while we enjoyed peace in the rear!”

“Cowering powerhouses will never become supreme…”

At this, many turned to look at the Great Zhou King. He laughed, a self-deprecating laugh: “Why look at me? I’m the same! From the early ancient times, I was active across the myriad realms. Others became Rule Lords, while I am merely a Dao-joiner!”

“Afraid of death? Then this is all you get—watching your comrades fall, watching the strong die, helpless in the rear!”

“I am a failure. I hope… this time, I am not, and neither are you!”

He swept his gaze around, looking at the Great Qin King, the Great Xia King, Xia Longwu, and the others. “We are no cowards; we once fought across the four corners. Yet, my friends, in this past year, His Majesty has conquered the myriad realms—how much have we fought? Since we joined the Dao, how many battles have we seen?”

“In battle, we only had one move: self-detonation, relying on His Majesty’s stratagems to restore our bodies and preserve our Sea of Will… Now, how much of our combat instinct remains?”

“His Majesty said that Baizhan King’s people were long since spoiled, and so were the myriad races!”

“But no matter how spoiled, they still fought for countless ages!”

“Are we to become wastes like them? Those buffoons?”

The Great Zhou King barked, “Today, the enemy stands before us! Before the battle, dueling champions—His Majesty’s intent was to stop at a touch! Bullshit!”

His roar shook everyone.

The Great Zhou King… cursing Su Yu?

The Great Zhou King shouted, “His Majesty is merciful! He doesn’t want deaths. But I tell you all—a war without death is no war! The strong rise from slaughter! His Majesty said to give you experience, more ways to face enemies… Bullshit!”

He roared again, “Carrying the belief that you will survive, the thought that you won’t die… then when you meet a true foe, you will surely perish! Only by charging forward without looking back can you live, can you win, can you break through!”

“I am the face of failure—I am, Dingjun is, Huoyun is, all remnants of the ancient times are! And I hope that this tide is not! I also hope that everyone can become like His Majesty, rather than all of us staying in the rear, enjoying peace, and letting the emperor march to war!”

“We dared back then—we won’t dare now?”

“We dared in our hardest times—we dare now too!”

“You are all still young. To catch up to us old relics, to surpass, to annihilate—you must seek life through death!”

He looked at the new generation… yes, the Great Qin King and the others were the new generation. The Great Zhou King said solemnly, “Don’t let us old wastes influence you! We rely on living long to pile up strength. You… have no time!”

The Great Qin King’s face turned grave: “We naturally dare to fight! Does the Great Zhou King mean that in this battle… the duels… will be to the death, with no aid?”

“Exactly!”

The Great Zhou King said coldly, “Life and death, no rescue! His Majesty doesn’t want to lose comrades… but I disagree! Not just me—I think anyone who truly understands will disagree! If you don’t keep up now, do you expect to catch up at the Rule Lord level… Ridiculous! By then, you’ll die faster, already obsolete… useless cripples, useless soldiers!”

“But…”

The Great Qin King frowned slightly: “His Majesty… gave orders…”

“Then behead me!”

The Great Zhou King said icily, “The general in the field may refuse the sovereign’s command! This has been the case throughout history! Since His Majesty is not here, I am the commander and have the authority to decide on the spot! As long as my command is not revoked, I have the final say! Great Qin King, you are the human commander of this tide—you should know that opportunities in battle are fleeting. You are soldiers; you must obey orders! If His Majesty investigates, the commander bears the responsibility, not you!”

The Great Qin King was silent for a moment, then quickly shouted, “In that case, we shall obey orders and act!”

The Great Zhou King ignored the others, instantly turned back, and looked at Tian Gu, barking coldly, “Before the battle, dueling champions—life and death are not a concern! Powerhouses on both sides who are not participating in the duel must not interfere! If one is outmatched and flees back to their camp, the duel ends!”

It wasn’t necessarily that one had to die, but when it came to the critical moment, you might not be able to run.

At these words, Tian Gu’s expression shifted slightly.

Su Yu didn’t want deaths, but his subordinates might not think the same.

Even if word reached Su Yu, he might not intervene.

In other words… the duels were set!

Tian Gu took a deep breath: “Fine! Since your newly ascended Dao-joiners dare, we have nothing to fear! All generals, hear my command!”

“In the duels, kill the enemy! Slay one human Dao-joiner—reward a false Dao from the same path!”

“Slay one human Celestial King—reward the insights of a Celestial Venerable, and travel the Great Dao with the Celestial Venerables, even with the Divine Emperor Consort—the Great Dao… opened to you!”

Below, some powerhouses were startled.

The Great Dao of Celestial Venerables and Rule Lords opened to them?

Was this… real?

Tian Gu didn’t mention the Celestial Venerables—they needed no such incentives; killing the enemy was their duty.

As leaders of their races, Celestial Venerables were commanders; others could shrink from battle, but they could not!

At this moment, the morale of the myriad races surged considerably!

The next moment, from the human side, a powerhouse flew out. Tian Mie, wielding a great club, shouted fiercely, “Tian Mie of the Yu Emperor’s Mansion, second-class Dao-joiner—send me a second-class Dao-joiner or a Celestial King!”

How arrogant!

The myriad races’ side instantly tensed.

This is truly mad!

Second-tier Harmony, Su Yu's classifications of Harmony had spread, and everyone knew what they meant, but now Tianmie was about to battle a Heavenly King.

And the Great Zhou King, hesitating as if to speak, did not stop him.

Tianmie, that warmonger, chose to be the first to fight.

He who was said to never win a fight had long been unable to contain himself.

In the crowd, Tian Gu was silent for a moment. Tianmie was not easy to deal with, and was skilled in battle. He was just thinking about who should go, when beside him, Xian Zhanhou said in a deep voice: "I'll go! I can feel it—that is my weapon! He took my weapon. Since he wants to battle a Heavenly King... then I shall satisfy him, kill him, and take back my weapon! And let everyone see whether the human race will keep their promise! If not... Your Majesty, then... let's fight to the death!"

He would be the experimenter!

He would go kill Tianmie, to see if the human race would rescue Tianmie.

Tianmie himself said he wanted to battle a Heavenly King!

If the human race rescued him, then all the talk of dueling generals was bullshit. If so, there was no choice but to fight to the death!

Tian Gu was silent for a moment, then nodded.

The next moment, Xian Zhanhou flew out, shouting coldly: "Immortal clan, Xian Zhan! Tianmie, arrogant junior!"

"Junior?"

Tianmie bared his teeth, a fierce aura spilling out: "Xian Zhan! You merely achieved Harmony one step ahead of me. For a hundred thousand years, if I hadn't been guarding the Nether Passage, you would have been surpassed by me long ago! Today, I will kill you, and let all realms see whether I, Tianmie, am truly useless!"

"Boom!"

A great staff shattered heaven and earth!

The great battle erupted instantly!

And Xian Zhanhou's weapon was also a staff. His previous weapon had been taken by Su Yu, so he had forged another. Now, both wielded the same weapon, and in an instant they were locked in combat in the void.

Those who used staves were all masters of close combat, preferring to fight at close quarters.

In the blink of an eye, blood splattered across the void!

Tianmie let out a great roar, transforming into a giant ape, his fierce aura flooding heaven and earth. With a bellow, he swung his great staff, chasing after Xian Zhan. Xian Zhan also swept his long staff, and another thunderous crash resounded. Both fought hard and refused to retreat!

Blood sprayed out. Tianmie's tiger's mouth shattered, but he howled madly, swinging his staff millions of times in an instant, making heaven and earth change color. Xian Zhan, three parts stronger in strength, did not yield either, and struck out with his staff!

Boom!

Before Tianmie's staff could leave his hand, the flesh on his arm was instantly shattered, revealing deep white bone. Tianmie's body trembled, his breathing technique vibrated, and his flesh regenerated. He also struck Xian Zhanhou's tiger's mouth open, blood spurting out.

...

And so the great battle erupted.

The duel of generals!

At this moment, far away in the Chaos Mountains, Wu Ji and the others had just come up. They all turned their heads to see, in the void over there, two staff-wielding masters fighting so fiercely that heaven and earth cracked!

They had started fighting as soon as they came up!

Wu Ji licked his lips and laughed: "It's Tianmie and Xian Zhan! That guy Tianmie has actually reached this level... Exciting! A duel of generals? Su Yu has a good idea, using the myriad races as targets to train troops... Good idea! We should try it too..."

Just as he finished, Blood Shadow frowned slightly: "You're overthinking it. The Sin Clan won't agree! Besides, they don't have many Harmony and Heavenly Kings for us to train with. As for Celestial Venerables, do you want to fight to the death with Yue Zhan?"

What are you thinking!

The situation is completely different. Copying Su Yu's side won't work!

Hearing this, Wu Ji felt some regret: "What a pity. Six thousand years, and we haven't fought. Blood Shadow, to be honest, if we go to battle now, do we still have the blood and courage of six thousand years ago?"

He actually wanted to train troops too!

Especially seeing that over there, the great battle had erupted, both sides' masters fighting hand-to-hand, which was far more exciting than those who fought with the power of their Daos.

This kind of battle was exactly to his taste.

But unfortunately... that was Su Yu's side.

The Emperor had chosen the Sin Clan's side. Here, the Celestial Venerables and Heavenly Kings had all been defeated. Now, using the same method wouldn't work, and besides, the Sin Clan would never agree.

And at this moment, deep within the Prison Kingdom, Yue Zhan's voice was icy: "Yue Luo, Yue Xiao, you still dare to return!"

These two traitors had actually come back!

Yue Luo said softly with a smile: "Ancestor, calm your anger! The Emperor's intention is that we only came to observe, to prevent Su Yu and the myriad races from fighting and affecting the Ancestor... Ancestor, please do not mind! Su Yu has set a three-month deadline. Both Prison Lord Yuqing and Dragon Lord Polong have just emerged from the Gate of Hell. Their consumption must be considerable. Do you wish to start a war with us now?"

Yue Zhan's face was cold as ice!

Yue Luo smiled charmingly: "So, Ancestor, why not watch Su Yu and the myriad races duel their generals? It has been many years since we've seen such a splendid battle. I recall the last time was tens of thousands of years ago..."

This method of dueling generals had existed before.

Even the Fifth Human Sovereign had personally fought. But unfortunately, back then, the human race lost to the myriad races in the duels, suffering heavy casualties. After the Fifth Human Sovereign, such duels were no longer held.

Because both sides suffered great losses!

This kind of one-on-one life-and-death battle was also the easiest way to decide life and death.

...

Deep within the Prison Kingdom, before the Gate of Hell.

At this moment, the Polong Beast had fully emerged.

His massive body writhed, still bearing some injuries. His huge pupils looked into the distance, and he sneered coldly: "All of them are mere ants!"

To him, these people were too weak.

The duel of generals was just a joke.

He looked at Yuqing and said coldly: "Pay them no mind. I have just come out and need a few days to recover. Once I recover, I will deal with them!"

Yuqing nodded slightly: "Polong, do not be careless!"

"I won't!"

Polong said coldly: "I was born from Chaos and have experienced countless things. How could I be careless? But that little thing Su Yu—I will definitely kill him!"

As he spoke, he looked into the depths of Chaos, and suddenly his expression changed slightly.

The next moment, a golden-armored giant stepped through the void, with some confusion and curiosity, staring wide-eyed in his direction, and suddenly said: "Polong?"

The Polong Beast was startled!

"It's you?"

Across the void, he recognized the other!

And in the distance, that giant also recognized Polong: "You're still alive? Damn, you sure can drift. I saw you come out in the Primordial Era, and you still haven't been killed. Taishan and those guys are really useless..."

He cursed King Wu!

Now, he habitually cursed King Wu, since King Wu couldn't hear him anyway.

He glanced at the distant battle, curled his lip—child's play, too boring to watch—then looked back at Polong, and soon turned to Wu Ji and the others. He seemed to recognize Wu Ji, glanced at him, and curled his lip again: "Following that idiot Baizhan, you're an idiot too. A warrior looking for someone to rely on shouldn't pick an idiot like Baizhan... Find someone reliable, you fool!"

After cursing for a while, he said: "Where is that Zhou Ji? Why can't I find him?"

Strange!

Wasn't Zhou Ji supposed to be very powerful?

Where is everyone?

"I searched the chaos for a whole day, and there's not a trace of anyone. Did Su Yu trick me?"

The Martial Emperor cursed, then quickly barked, "Wu Ji, you're one of Baizhan's men. Tell me, where is that Zhou Ji?"

As for the Po Dragon Beast... he couldn't be bothered.

Can't fight it!

Only if Su Yu says fight, then I'll fight. If I kill it, it counts as one slot.

There aren't many Rule Lords in the myriad realms now!

If I kill it for nothing and Su Yu doesn't acknowledge it, wouldn't that be a loss?

As for Zhou Ji... he thought, better not kill him, just gauge his strength first.

He was now very shrewd with accounts. When fighting a Rule Lord, you can't kill them; even if you do, you have to tell Su Yu it counts as a slot. This is called fighting your own battle, with Su Yu footing the bill!

Otherwise, with so few Rule Lords, if a few more die for nothing, and we can't gather the three, are you really asking me to kill the Human Emperor?

If I could beat him, I'd have done it long ago!

Wu Ji looked grave, gazed at the Martial Emperor, and after a long pause said, "I don't know!"

"Hmph!"

The Martial Emperor let out a cold snort that shook hearts, turning Wu Ji and the others pale. He said harshly, "A bunch of little bugs, playing tricks with me? The moment I open my Heavenly Gate, I know you little bug is lying! You want to hide from me? Killing a Rule Lord isn't worth it, but killing you... I can do for free!"

"My patience is limited. Don't force me to slaughter you all right now!"

As he spoke, his figure instantly appeared before them, with speed beyond belief. He showed no fear of the six Heavenly Lords, even though these were no weaklings—he was unafraid!

Logically, these six could fight him; otherwise, Baizhan wouldn't have dared send them here.

But... the Martial Emperor couldn't care less.

A bunch of idiots. Would I be afraid?

I'm not even afraid of the Martial King... just a bit afraid of the Literary King.

Scholars are all treacherous!

These few here, one look and you can tell they haven't read much—either in armor or martial robes, none in white robes. What do I have to fear?

Yue Luo quickly put on a smile, all delicate and soft, "Senior Martial Emperor..."

"Ugly woman, get lost!"

The Martial Emperor suddenly flew into a rage, and with a thunderous punch, sent her flying—Yue Luo vanished from sight!

The Martial Emperor snorted coldly: "Ugly people make trouble! You even dared to influence my Dao—disgusting! One punch didn't kill you, so you do have some skill!"

With that, he looked at Wu Ji, whose face changed slightly: "Lord Ji is deep in the chaos. I don't know exactly where. If I knew, I would have said so long ago!"

"You know what's good for you!"

The Martial Emperor nodded slightly, then looked at Hong Yue and frowned: "Under Baizhan, why are they all ugly? No wonder they can't beat Su Yu. Su Yu's side has plenty of ugly ones too, but most are men. On Baizhan's side, I've seen several women..."

Shaking his head with some disdain, the Martial Emperor strode through the air and left, not bothering with these fellows—just a bunch of bugs!

In the distance, Yu Qing and Po Long both looked grim.

The Martial Emperor was very strong!

Fortunately, the Martial Emperor seemed uninterested in fighting them and simply left, which was somewhat unexpected.

A moment after the Martial Emperor left, Yue Luo returned, covered in blood, hair disheveled, panting heavily, blood still trickling from her mouth. Coughing blood, she laughed madly: "Martial Emperor... Martial Emperor... how dare he humiliate me like this!"

The Martial Emperor was too strong!

She had only just spoken when he punched her flying, gravely wounding her. If the Martial Emperor hadn't been too lazy to pursue, another punch might have killed her outright!

These people—all madmen!

Yue Luo's eyes were full of hatred!

A bunch of lunatics!

Su Yu like this, the Martial Emperor like this, the Giant Axe like this... a bunch of crazed fellows!

The ever-victorious path of seduction was utterly useless before this pack of madmen.

At that moment, Hong Yue frowned slightly: "Enough! As for the Martial Emperor... don't provoke him lightly. Yue Luo, you were too bold. You actually used the art of seduction on him—are you looking for death?"

Yue Luo didn't think—how could the Martial Emperor be so easily seduced?

Such a martial man, pure in the way of combat!

Women are mere ornaments; female charms are but fleeting clouds to them. Besides, the Martial Emperor and his kind don't even like your type—they find you ugly. And you still go up to seduce them? Isn't that just disgusting them?

Getting knocked flying—not worthy of any sympathy.

Not dying is already luck.

The Martial Emperor is now the number one in the myriad heavens—that's no empty talk.

...

While they were still talking, in the distance, before the Mountain of Men, a thunderous boom sounded.

The next moment, a figure flew backward, countless long hairs burst out and shattered. Tian Mie turned and ran, instantly fleeing to the human camp, covered in blood, yet laughing heartily: "I won!"

"..."

Silence fell.

All races were speechless; the humans were speechless.

In the distance, Immortal War Marquis was also covered in blood, but his aura was still stable. At that moment, his face changed slightly: "You won?"

Tian Mie laughed loudly: "Nonsense! I, a newly promoted second-rank Dao Harmonizer, fought you, a Heavenly King, and even blew your underwear to pieces. If that's not me winning, then who? Trash! Wait a few days, let me heal, and we'll fight again!"

With that, he ran to the rear to heal.

No deathmatch!

Nonsense, he couldn't kill a Heavenly King anyway. Why fight to the death? I'll heal and then fight again—it's too satisfying!

Fight crazily, output crazily—win and kill, lose and flee!

And Immortal War Marquis, with a dark face, said nothing more and retreated into the Mountain of Men.

Did Tian Mie win?

It sounds a bit shameless, but... if you're strict about it, Tian Mie won!

He, a second-rank Dao Harmonizer, fought Immortal War Marquis and escaped without too serious injuries, and Immortal War was also hurt. The key point is, Tian Mie was using him to sharpen his blade!

By the later stage, Tian Mie's combat experience had clearly improved.

He was rapidly adapting to battles at his current power level!

That was the truly terrifying part!

At this moment, Immortal War Marquis returned, muttering inaudibly: "Fighting a general... is not a good choice!"

They were feeding each other moves!

In ancient times, a few were bitter, we know, yet... we have no choice!