Chapter 81: The So-Called God of War Is Nothing but a Hoax

He wanted to test just how formidable the so-called divine realm truly was.

“You bunch of weaklings aren't even enough for me to warm up. Let's do this—bring out the strongest person in Jiangbei. I’d like to spar with him,” Chen Yang glanced at Shi Qingzhi, his eyes filled with disdain.

All of Jiuzhou knew that the strongest in Jiangbei was none other than the Martial God, Shangguan Jinghong.

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Chai Yu did not use his beard to disguise his appearance. Though the years had weathered him and brought some changes, his striking features and bearing made him unforgettable after just one meeting. Even if others no longer remembered the young general who once gained fame throughout the world, there were elders in Duke Zheng’s Mu family who could still recognize him.

The people at this table chatted among themselves, completely ignoring me, not even sparing me a glance.

“No, the Alliance is fighting the Godslayer everywhere now. I’m afraid they can’t come to our aid,” said Hai Yi.

After Lu Fei’s analysis, everyone fell silent, each pondering the feasibility of this idea.

In the blink of an eye, a hundred million years passed. The body that had once been whole was now just a lump; the seven orifices had not yet returned, nor had the limbs taken shape. Yet at this moment, Chen Mo relied on the energy stored within a million Primordial Amethyst Crystals in the great world to forcibly break through to the Primordial Crown realm.

Having extinguished the remnant soul of the Chaos Azure Dragon, Chen Mo did not open his eyes or depart. Instead, he began to absorb the surrounding baleful energy, for he had mastered the power of slaughter cultivated by the Chaos Azure Dragon over countless eons. Such baleful energy was now harmless to him, instead fueling the surge of slaughtering power within his body.

Everyone nodded in agreement and resumed their journey. With two disciples from the Demon Sect scouting ahead, any unforeseen danger would be detected in advance.

“No, this is actually the best approach. By continuously channeling just a small amount of chakra, the enemy is kept immobilized. This is the optimal offensive tactic against the two of us,” said Kakuzu.

“You mean to send Shui Tianlan to the Tomb of the War God King?” Ziyun Ye seemed to grasp the intention.

Indeed, Zhou Quan was a lazy fellow, fond of shirking whenever possible. But when faced with matters that required his attention, he never hesitated and always handled them well.

Wu Yong watched and felt a sudden, inexplicable urge. Once again, he pounced like a famished wolf.

Lili vaguely heard those three words from Luo Yi’s mouth. Instantly, her neck and ears flushed crimson, for today she was dressed in white.

The Buddha’s light bloomed, waves of golden radiance spreading outward like ripples, accompanied by chanting and sacred verses, the divine aura cascading unceasingly.

“I see Young Master Zhou is deeply immersed in the role. Aren’t you worried the two might get too caught up? If someone steals him away, won’t you regret it?” Yu Feihong stroked Yuan Quan’s face, hinting at something.

Xu Linjie smiled brightly as she accompanied Niu Jian and his companion, while inwardly imagining the day school officially began, basking in the glory of being the campus belle, sure to shine and be pursued by countless boys.

Hu Ba was hauled to his feet, his eyes bulging like light bulbs, his mouth forming a perfect ‘O’. His body still radiated a hint of warmth, but he was already lifeless.

Lulu Meng’s rank advancement brought her the power to manifest herself, but nothing else. This dashed Luo Yi’s hope of unlocking a divine strike skill with her promotion.

Chu Yun’s cards were unusual—they belonged to the illusion category. With powerful mental strength, she could confuse and disrupt enemies, then combine with other cards in battle. A skilled illusionist could kill their foe without them ever realizing it.