Transparent tentacles erupted from within his body, tearing his physical form apart!
An aura belonging exclusively to an evil god began to permeate the surroundings.
Su Baadao’s expression shifted. He let out a thunderous rebuke.
“To devote oneself to the duties of the people, to respect the gods and ghosts but keep them at a distance—this can be called wisdom!”
Buzz—!
The air hummed as the evil god’s aura was swiftly repelled. Behind Wang Gen, the phantom image raised its massive axe and swung it down with crushing force!
Pfft!
The man’s skull was split wide open, but it wasn't blood or brains that surged out—it was a swarm of tiny, wriggling tentacles!
The evil god’s aura grew increasingly potent. The hulking thugs who had been in the bar earlier began to undergo grotesque contortions.
Their flesh split open, transforming into bloody tentacles that swayed back and forth as if trying to grasp something from the air.
The evil god’s aura, which had just been dispersed, thickened once more.
Su Baadao looked grim, but given his character, how could he not be prepared when he knew the True Knowledge Society intended to ambush him?
“Between heaven and earth there is the Righteous Spirit, which manifests in various forms.”
“Below, it becomes the rivers and mountains; above, it becomes the sun and stars.”
Buzz—!
As the air vibrated, a vast river appeared.
Behind him, a blazing fireball rose, just as it had back in Meng City.
The fireball scorched the transparent tentacles, making them sizzle and screech.
The evil god’s aura seemed to act as fuel at this moment, erupting into a roaring blaze.
However, there was simply too much of this aura; it was impossible to burn it all away in a short time.
“Jie jie jie~”
The man whose skull had been split open was actually still laughing. His eyeballs were pushed out by tentacles, dangling at the ends as they swiveled to look at Su Baadao and Wang Gen.
“Hehehe... how is it? Isn't this quite interesting?”
This eerie sight failed to elicit even a hint of reaction from the two men.
“Slay!”
The phantom behind Wang Gen struck again, this time severing the opponent’s head completely!
The moment the head left the body, even more tentacles surged out from the neck.
Before that head could say another word, it was roasted into a desiccated husk by the sun behind Su Baadao, turning into dust that scattered with the wind.
The other demigod took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack, his divinity exploding as he instantly appeared behind Su Baadao.
Su Baadao, however, acted as if he saw nothing, maintaining no defense at all.
‘Got him!’
Just as a smirk appeared on the demigod’s face, he was seized by a colossal illusory hand and slammed violently into the ground!
The one who had struck was Wang Gen!
Boom!
He smashed a massive crater into the floor. The shockwave caused the building to undergo a secondary collapse. Shrieks of agony echoed from beneath the rubble as the thugs who had been in the bar were clearly not going to survive.
Observing everything through the vision of the blade-wielding ghost, Yin Yang couldn't help but marvel. This Scholar pathway was terrifyingly powerful!
Fortunately, a Scholar of this caliber only appeared once in many years.
Moreover, once he broke through to Sequence 5, he wouldn't necessarily be inferior to this Su Baadao.
As Yin Yang was lost in thought, the sky suddenly turned a deep crimson.
Yin Yang looked up. In mid-air, a streak of red light shot toward the East District!
‘A sealed object!’
In the blink of an eye, the sealed object had crossed most of the city and flown into Su Baadao’s hand.
The blade-wielding ghost had a perfect vantage point and saw it clearly—it was a red rope.
“City Siege!”
Su Baadao injected his divinity into the red rope. The rope rapidly expanded and grew, surrounding them in the center like a city wall.
The spreading evil god aura was completely blocked by the red rope.
Su Baadao said with a dark expression.
“I originally kept this to use as a surprise against you lot, but I didn't expect to have to expose it early. How are you going to compensate me?”
The demigod had lost his head, so he naturally couldn't respond to Su Baadao.
“How about this? I’ll seal you up first, then present you to the War God as a sacrifice. How does that sound?”
At the mention of the ‘War God,’ the tentacles instantly went berserk!
Those two words seemed to be a sore spot that no one was allowed to mention.
Seeing this, Su Baadao burst into laughter.
“Hahahaha!”
“Judging by your reaction, you must be that evil god whose temples were razed and halls destroyed, aren't you?”
“If Great Wei can destroy your temples, we can destroy your very foundation!”
As he spoke, the sun behind him suddenly expanded. The heat was so intense that even Wang Gen found it hard to bear, let alone the tentacled evil god facing it directly.
It began to wither rapidly, the originally semi-transparent tentacles turning into black threads.
Su Baadao did not relax his guard. On the contrary, his nerves were even more tightly strung.
Boom!
The tentacled evil god exploded violently, and the black threads shot out in all directions like bullets.
Clang, clang, clang.
The black threads stabbed into the wall formed by the red rope.
If not for this sealed object, who knows how many people would have died.
Pfft!
Wang Gen drove his phantom to behead the other demigod. He grabbed the head, inspected it for a moment, and curled his lip in disdain.
“His divinity is pitifully low. He’s nothing compared to the one back in Meng City.”
Su Baadao shot him a sidelong glance.
The main reason he had been demoted here was that those lunatics from the True Knowledge Society had tried to steal the Demigod's Skull!
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.
“Finish them off! Once you're done, send the sealed object back.”
“Got it.”
Wang Gen acknowledged the order and controlled his phantom to begin delivering the finishing blows.
Seeing this, the blade-wielding ghost’s figure gradually faded away.
...
Central City.
“Both the Whale God and the Sea God have been parasitized?”
“Yes.”
The goat-bearded elder lay topless on a sickbed. His neck and upper chest were covered in a dense cluster of eyeballs. The mere sight of it was enough to make one feel nauseated.
Two staff members in hazmat suits were carefully applying a pale yellow liquid to those eyeballs.
Standing behind the staff was another elder, standing ramrod straight, holding a book in his left hand and reading with great interest.
“Did you catch it?”
“No. It seized the Sea God’s authority and is far too agile in the ocean. I couldn't pin it down.”
“Any gains?”
“I placed a Brand on it. I can find it at any time.”
“Very good.”
The elder closed his book and smiled.
“Well? You have to admit you're getting old, haven't you?”
The goat-bearded elder stared at the ceiling and said.
“Indeed. If this were in my youth, I would have torn it apart with my bare hands!”
The elder chuckled and glanced at the eyeballs on his body.
“Are you sure you're alright?”
“I’m fine. I protected my head with my divinity.”
“I see.”
The elder took a few steps forward and stared into the goat-bearded elder’s face.
“However, you should understand the rules of Central City. Evil god parasitism is no small matter. We have to conduct a small test.”
At the mention of a ‘test,’ the goat-bearded elder’s body shuddered, but he still gritted his teeth and said.
“No problem!”
The elder smiled.
“Don't be nervous. It’s just a small test.”
“As long as you pass the test, you’ll be a hero.”
“Just the fact that you found the Thousand-Eyed Evil God alone will earn you many benefits.”
“Correct?”
The goat-bearded elder didn't answer, instead glancing at the two staff members.
In just that short time, all the eyeballs on his body had been coated in the yellow medicine.
Noticing the goat-bearded elder’s gaze, the two began to retreat.
“Are you ready?”
The elder looked at the goat-bearded man.
“I’m ready.”
Boom!
Before he could finish his sentence, the yellow liquid erupted into flames.
“Ngh!”
The goat-bearded elder let out a muffled groan, his teeth nearly shattering from how hard he clenched them.
As the yellow flames rose, wisps of black gas began to seep out.
The elder opened his book once more and spoke, word for word.
“Thus, when Heaven is about to confer a great office on any man, it first exercises his mind with suffering, and his sinews and bones with toil, and his stomach with hunger, and exposes his body to poverty, and confounds his undertakings. By these methods it stimulates his mind, hardens his nature, and supplies his incompetencies.”
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