Chapter 61: Lecturing the Emperor of Heaven

"God-level!" Bi Bi Dong gazed at the sky, where fine fragments fell like rain, her lips parted, her eyes filled with incredulous muttering.

To others, god-level is the utmost power in the mortal world, but to Bi Bi Dong it truly possesses the ability to kill her.

Xiao Wu also stared wide-eyed, her face showing no joy of escaping death, only despair.

The remaining Title Douluo were all dazed, shocked by this strike, unable to recover for a long time.

Tang Hao somehow erupted with such matchless power, yet was still slain in a single strike by Bai Yuan's sword.

At this moment, blood-red fragments scattered across the sky; Bai Yuan stood still upon the Black Long Sword, appearing godlike and demonic in everyone's eyes.

Bai Yuan gazed at Tang Hao's falling body in the sky, his extraordinarily handsome face showing no emotional fluctuation, he simply watched silently.

Tang Hao was ultimately not the protagonist Tang San; possessing only a 100,000-year Soul Ring, even with the Asura God's aid in the divine realm, he could not unleash god-level power.

After Bai Yuan sacrificed his shattered natal spirit artifact to fully unleash the killing intent within it, Tang Hao had no strength to resist.

Merely the damage to his natal spirit artifact left Bai Yuan feeling unwell; he could only stand there adjusting his condition.

After a dozen seconds, everyone came to their senses.

Bai Yuan also recovered, unable to resist shaking his slightly numb hand as he said: "Tang Hao really can cheat; a guy who hasn't even reached rank ninety-five can actually unleash demigod power for a long time."

No one among them spoke.

Cheat?

What is that?

They had never heard it before, yet could infer its meaning from Bai Yuan's later words.

Yet the Emperor of Heaven in the sky twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Cheat?

The Emperor of Heaven was utterly speechless.

Others may not know Bai Yuan's condition, but he is now fully aware: a person whose cultivation falls far short of Title Douluo effortlessly unleashed a god-level attack.

Who has the nerve to accuse others of cheating?

Indeed, the right to speak lies only in the hands of the living.

Bai Yuan muttered a complaint, turned his head toward the wreckage behind him, but saw no trace of that voice.

Bai Yuan stared for a moment, then looked at Xiao Wu and said: "It seems Tang Hao doesn't care at all about your life or death; he knew prolonging the fight meant defeat, so he used his last bit of strength to send Tang San away, and also tried to eliminate me and you."

That's right, Tang San fled, but given his own cultivation and speed, it's utterly impossible for him to run that fast.

Only at that final moment, when everyone's attention was focused on Bai Yuan, did Tang Hao silently send Tang San away.

Xiao Wu ignored Bai Yuan, or rather her mouth was stuffed full, rendering her speechless; otherwise she would surely have unleashed a tirade.

Bai Yuan felt bored, he turned his head to gaze at the wreckage devoid of any people, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"The purpose of this trip is already half-ruined." Bai Yuan's tone showed helplessness, his expression hinting at regret.

After this painful lesson, Tang San likely will not show himself before attaining godhood; even if he hears Xiao Wu was killed, he would probably just swallow his anger.

The Emperor of Heaven asked doubtfully: "Half-ruined? Tang Hao is already dead; only an ant remains—could it still stir up any waves?"

Bai Yuan did not want to speak.

The Emperor of Heaven's words are pure villainous rhetoric!

Such a big villain isn't beaten by the protagonist.

Then who else would get beaten?

Thinking this, Bai Yuan glanced at the Emperor of Heaven with a hint of resentment and said: "Emperor of Heaven, you've already suffered a loss at my hands once; couldn't you discard half of your strong-heart? Insisting on a duel for no reason."

The Emperor of Heaven's eyes narrowed slightly as he said: "Bai Yuan, only those who possess a strong-heart and an invincible heart can reach the world's pinnacle; your idea could never make you a true invincible one."

Bai Yuan gave a "hehe" laugh.

He asked: "Then may I ask, Beast God, are you now invincible? Have you become a god?"

The Emperor of Heaven was at a loss for words, momentarily unsure how to reply.

A crowd of onlookers watched the spectacle, while inwardly shouting: "Fight! Fight! Hurry up and fight!"

After a few seconds of silence, the Emperor of Heaven's tone grew slightly annoyed: "If the divine realm weren't preventing my soul beast clan from becoming gods, I would have already become a god!"

Bai Yuan smiled indifferently: "Even if you became a god, could you be invincible among the gods?"

The Emperor of Heaven was left dumbfounded by the question.

Invincible among the gods?

Since the dawn of the divine realm, there has been only one invincible existence among the gods: the Dragon God!

To let him surpass the Dragon God?

How could that be possible!

Bai Yuan said calmly: "Alright, Emperor of Heaven, next time please set aside your strong-heart and invincible heart; when it's time for a group fight, engage in a group fight, and stop acting foolish."

The assembled Title Douluo listened to Bai Yuan's lecture, not knowing what to say, only feeling that Bai Yuan was utterly shameless.

Clearly possessing such great strength, yet he still enjoys ganging up.

Bai Yuan paid no heed to what others thought.

After all, under normal circumstances, the protagonist Tang San lacks both strong-heart and invincible heart; when he meets the Golden Dragon King, upon the return of the God Kings of Good and Evil, he immediately calls for everyone to join forces.

Being able to swiftly and efficiently dispose of the enemy without mishap is enough; who needs to fuss over invincible hearts and strong-hearts?

From ancient times to present, countless villains have died because they liked to duel the protagonist, prattling about strong-hearts and invincible hearts.

Clearly having a full cavalry, while the opposition is just a lone lord; yet you insist on pitting king against king—who else would die if not you?

The Emperor of Heaven glared angrily at Bai Yuan.

Yet he couldn't utter a single word of rebuttal.

Are strong-hearts and invincible hearts useful?

If they are useful, why isn't he invincible?

If it's useful, why hasn't it become a god yet?

Gradually, the anger in Di Tian's golden eyes faded; he slowly regained his composure, then turned into bewilderment.

The invincible heart of a strong person that he has upheld these years.

Could it all be wrong?

Bai Yuan then suddenly smiled and said: "Di Tian, become my disciple; I guarantee you will become a god in a hundred years and surpass the Dragon God within ten thousand years. How about that?"

Di Tian froze for a moment, then flew into a rage.

Surpass the Dragon God within ten thousand years?

In the present God Realm, all the gods combined cannot defeat the Dragon God at its peak; how could one possibly surpass the Dragon God in ten thousand years?

Of course, what Di Tian is angry about is not that.

He is angry at Bai Yuan's words, as if he completely disregards the Dragon God, as though any random disciple of his could surpass the Dragon God in the future.

Suppressing the urge to slap Bai Yuan to death, Di Tian coldly said: "Get lost to the side, don't force me to kill you."

Bai Yuan, unfazed, softly "humphed" and said: "Don't believe me? Fine, then. When the time comes, just watch Bai Yu, Qiu Er, and Jun Wu become gods—just don't be envious."

Di Tian stood stunned.

Become a god?

Bai Yuan said he would help him surpass the Dragon God; Di Tian didn't believe it at all, but if it were just about helping him become a god, he still had a sliver of belief.

Just moments ago he had cursed Bai Yuan, and the other party had just insulted the Dragon God; Di Tian momentarily didn't know whether he should shamelessly go and become a disciple.

(End of chapter)