Chapter 611: Chapter 610: Extremely Formidable
Rashamon knew that nothing could be changed. He roared at God Slaying, "Even if I die, I’ll take you down with me!"
"Rash Demon Abyss!"
Instantly, a black mist enveloped Rashamon. This terrifying technique formed a miniature world around him, dragging God Slaying inside.
"It’s been years since I last fought Rashamon, and his strength has increased," Qi Liang remarked. "He’s fighting with his life on the line now. Against such desperation, even I would perish!"
He held Rashamon in high regard and admired this enemy, despite his despicable nature.
At this, Ye Fan asked, "Does the God Slaying City Lord have a chance to defeat him?"
This was what Ye Fan truly cared about. Since God Slaying had protected him during their first encounter and had even given him face by releasing Qi Liang, he was deeply concerned for his safety.
Qi Liang replied, "You underestimate God Slaying. He is reputed to be the strongest warrior below the Sovereign God, and that strength is no exaggeration! Even with Rashamon creating the Rash Demon Abyss, it’s still far too weak to handle God Slaying. At most, he can only last ten moves against him!"
Qi Liang’s assessment greatly reassured them.
Inside the Rash Demon Abyss, Rashamon transformed into a towering, fierce ghost. Though it was only a mask, his presence was now terrifying and dreadful.
He shouted at God Slaying, "God Slaying, you forced my hand! I’ll make you understand the meaning of consequences!" he jeered.
But God Slaying simply replied, "Consequences? You aren’t worthy!"
"By my name, I summon thousands of Asura Ghosts! Fight for me!" Rashamon commanded. Instantly, countless Asura Ghosts revived and charged toward God Slaying.
God Slaying sneered and then bellowed, "Boundless Sword Light!"
He extended his hand, unleashing the attack. Brimming with infinite power, a tide of red Sword Qi swept across the entire Rash Demon Abyss. As the immense pressure descended, all the ghosts vanished into thin air.
"No!"
Rashamon never expected God Slaying to be this powerful. It was clear now that he didn’t even have the right to die with him. He was filled with despair, but an even greater despair was yet to come.
God Slaying said mockingly, "Rashamon, it’s your turn!"
The vast Sword Qi coalesced into a single red ray, piercing through the corner of Rashamon’s eye.
"AH!"
Once everything fell silent, a wretched scream echoed out. It was Rashamon. The point between his eyebrows exploded, and in an instant, his entire being dissolved into nothingness.
Then, the Rash Demon Abyss completely disappeared. God Slaying stood nonchalantly in the same spot. His combat power was comparable to the Main God Level, even though his cultivation realm had yet to reach it. For him, even a master at the Main God Level could not take his life. Such was the dominance of God Slaying, along with his invincible confidence.
Ye Fan and the others were dumbstruck. Although Qi Liang had already held Rashamon’s strength in high esteem, he had never anticipated God Slaying to be so terrifyingly powerful. He had actually slain Rashamon in under three moves. For a person with combat power that could rival a Sovereign God, anyone below the Main God level was truly no different than an ant.
Qi Liang said respectfully, "Thank you, God Slaying City Lord, for saving my life!"
"I didn’t do it to save you," God Slaying said coldly. "In fact, if he hadn’t pleaded for you, I would have killed you without hesitation!"
God Slaying showed Qi Liang no respect whatsoever.
Qi Liang wasn’t angry; after all, what the man said was true. Mu Keqing, however, was indignant. Her father was the Red Sand Main God, yet this man showed them such blatant disrespect.
At this point, God Slaying walked toward Ye Fan and said, "Let’s go. We’ll talk at my mansion."
Ye Fan turned to Mu Keqing and Qi Liang. "Let’s go! To the City Lord’s mansion!"
But at that moment, God Slaying interjected, "I only invited you. Not them."
For some reason, it seemed to Ye Fan that God Slaying’s hostility toward Qi Liang and Mu Keqing was unusually strong, though he had no idea why.
"Fine, we won’t go then!" Mu Keqing pouted.
Qi Liang, however, spoke seriously. "Since you two have important matters to discuss, my lady and I will not disturb you. Young friend, we’ll wait for you outside!"
"Alright!"
Ye Fan nodded and glanced at the lovely Mu Keqing. He knew this young woman was no pushover. It was quite troubling to Ye Fan that they would meet again only a few months after parting ways.
He and God Slaying arrived at the City Lord Mansion, the most dazzling place in Evil Valley, from which one could overlook the entire valley.
God Slaying asked Ye Fan, "Where are you from?" He was eager to know how the Yuanhong Sword had ended up in Ye Fan’s hands.
Ye Fan replied, "City Lord, I come from the Human Clan!"
"What?"
God Slaying became instantly agitated. Though his agitation seemed furious, Ye Fan sensed it was a controlled excitement.
Ye Fan spoke again, "I come from the Human Clan’s secular world!"
"Then what are you doing in the Divine Domain?" God Slaying suddenly said coldly. "The Divine Domain is the least welcoming place for secular humans!"
Ye Fan replied, "I came to the Divine Domain with the same goal as the Ancestor of Tianyuan from years past: to overthrow the rule of the Divine Race! My goal will not change. Not now, not ever!"
His gaze was firm and resolute.
At this, God Slaying burst into laughter. "Hahaha, you overestimate yourself! You’re just an ant right now. What right do you have to speak such grand words? Even the mighty Ancestor of Tianyuan perished. Compared to him, you are less than an ant. How could you possibly grow and survive in a world like the Divine Domain, teeming with powerful beings, let alone overthrow their rule? In my eyes, you’re merely boasting!"
"Young man, you are too impatient. And to think you told me all this—aren’t you afraid I might kill you?"
God Slaying laughed wildly, his words harsh but true. Ye Fan was indeed too weak right now. Even though he had striven to grow, he couldn’t reach the heavens in a single step.
After a long hesitation, Ye Fan finally spoke. "You are right, Senior. We in the mortal realm are like underdogs, struggling just to survive, while the Divine Race sits high above, regarding the secular world as ants and treating the Human Clan as their slaves. They decide our life and death, so long as their own interests are preserved!"
"But even as underdogs, we are underdogs with dreams! Overthrowing the Divine Race might be exceedingly perilous, but with a dream in our hearts, we will never give up!"
"I feel this way, and so does the entire Human Clan’s secular world. We may be weak now, but give us a few hundred years, and what then of the Divine Race!"
Ye Fan’s words carried a commanding air, voicing his deepest convictions. This wasn’t blind arrogance, believing he could crush the Divine Race. What he was doing now was taking it one step at a time. He would advance gradually, and one day, he would subdue the Divine Race. Even if he couldn’t, Human Warriors would continue the fight, one after another.
