Chapter 869: The Heavenly Court you mentioned—how strong is it?

He casually shook the Fortune Sovereign whose head was seized, and Tang Luo clenched his fist.

He crushed the Fortune Sovereign's head on the spot.

The Fortune Sovereign's body scattered, trying to seize the chance to escape.

It was impossible to beat him; even my carefully prepared killing blow was blocked by the opponent.

The Fortune Sovereign clearly understood the gap between them; fleeing wasn't shameful—it was a tactical retreat.

Not cold!

However, the Life-Death Buddha Realm remained locked onto the Fortune Sovereign, and facing the enemy who disappeared again, Tang Lo threw another taunt: "Look at me, you bastard!"

Taunt requires confirming a target before it can be released, but it is not limited by number of people.

It felt like a kind of time reversal; the Fortune Sovereign re‑condensed and appeared before Tang Luo, and without a word threw a punch.

Extreme malice burst forth with his punch.

A flood‑like misfortune coiled around the fist; it wasn't a pure destructive attack—this punch could also channel endless "collateral damage."

Aside from the punch's own force, the influence of this misfortune is the most lethal.

Take a simple example: if an injured person is hit, even if the punch's force isn't enough to truly harm him, his own wounds will flare up from the misfortune torrent and worsen.

It is not the lingering, slow effect of the Blood‑Colored Fortune Blade.

The erupting injury could very well achieve the effect of making the opponent kill himself.

But the premise is that this punch must at least injure the opponent.

Only then can the damage be amplified from one to ten, or even a hundred.

If it can't even break defenses and the damage is zero, then there is no effect at all—this also differs from the Blood‑Colored Fortune Blade.

The Fortune Sovereign taunted by Tang Luo unleashed the Misfortune Torrent Fist without reservation, its power second only to the Fortune Sword just used.

In response, Tang Luo threw a punch; the two fists collided, and the leaking power suddenly tore the clouds in the sky.

The whole world was swept by a gust of wind at that moment.

The Fortune Sovereign's right arm was blown apart by Tang Luo's punch; he flew backward, scattering again—on one hand trying to dissipate that ferocious force as much as possible, and on the other, the now‑clear‑headed Fortune Sovereign needed to keep running.

Although he already somewhat understood that this escape would likely end with him being "caught again."

The effect of Taunt usually lasts for a while; it normally ends when the taunter attacks Tang Luo, gets slapped awake (or to death), though a few may wake up early.

The Fortune Sovereign is not among those few.

Fortunately, he is not the type that Tang Luo could slap to death at will.

So he can still run.

Thus the Fortune Sovereign ran, then came back, his rage soaring as he wanted to confront Tang Luo head‑on.

In the next breath he was smashed to pieces and vanished.

He came back again, delivering his face to the door.

After repeating this five times, the Fortune Sovereign stopped running; the reason is simple—he was genuinely angry.

As a Transcender who can truly turn hands into clouds and rain, easily bringing a world under his control, he too has a temper!

Unfortunately, temper and anger don't boost strength, and he isn't the Hulk with a setting that gets stronger the angrier he gets.

After being toyed with like a cat playing with a mouse three times, getting angry and beaten to consciousness, able to suppress his rage, the Fortune Sovereign "stood" before Tang Luo without striking again: "You won—I didn't expect a Trialist as strong as you to appear."

To be fair, although he looked embarrassed taking hits in front of Tang Luo, he still looks quite handsome now.

Only his purple‑gold crown was askew, his hair disheveled, his face pale, with no visible injury on the surface.

Actually, being able to keep standing before Tang Luo has almost exhausted all his remaining strength.

Being repeatedly blown apart and reassembled is different from actively dispersing.

That is genuine, serious injury.

"You're straightforward—Transcendents aren't unable to approach us Walkers… what important information did you say the Trialists exposed?" Tang Luo said.

"The restriction has been lifted." The Fortune Sovereign smiled. "Your newbie protection time ended early; from now on, in your missions we may often meet."

Here "we" naturally doesn't just refer to Tang Luo and him, but to the God‑Demons Walkers and Transcendents.

"Why did this change happen?" Tang Luo asked. "Will Walkers experience this in the later stages of missions?"

The Fortune Sovereign shook his head: "No, this change is special."

"This lengthy trial has actually been constantly changing." The Fortune Sovereign pointed at the sky. "There exist beings stronger than us who continually influence it."

"Who?" Tang Luo instantly became interested.

Ao Yu Lie and the others had also gathered nearby, listening.

"Behind me there is such a powerful existence." The Fortune Sovereign said. "It can influence your trial missions."

"Will it make the missions very hard or very easy, fixing the mission content and location?" Tang Luo asked.

In that case, it would be equivalent to a mission publisher.

The Fortune Sovereign merely chuckled, giving no clear answer to Tang Luo's question.

But judging from his earlier words and his current pretentiously profound reaction, it cannot.

It's merely an influence; how strong or weak it is remains uncertain.

However, we can be certain that some strong beings' influence on the entire God‑Demon Game should be continually increasing.

Generation after generation, from the initial savage growth to the later gradual influence.

Who knows—by the end the God‑Demon Game might become the "Main God Space."

"Among the 'some powerful beings' you mentioned, are there the Tathagata Buddha and the Supreme Old Lord?" Ao Yu Lie asked.

The Fortune Sovereign said nothing.

Perhaps he didn't want to say, or wasn't willing to; he changed the subject directly: "I've seen many Trialists, even many Transcendents, none as strong as you."

Once again affirming Tang Luo's strength.

I lost not because I'm too weak, but because the opponent is too strong!

At the same time, the Fate Master also glanced at Sun Wukong and the Eight Trigrams Furnace.

These two directly destroyed his initial Fate incarnation.

Their strength is equally formidable, not to be underestimated.

As for the other three (he counted the Heavenly Howling Dog among them), they are nothing to fear, and only that formation is somewhat interesting.

"Join us, and we can let you leave the trial early and become a true Transcendent." The Fate Master directly invited.

Obviously, he belongs to an organization.

"Transcendent Durant? If you can't beat them, join them…… No, if you can't beat them, poach them? That's even better than joining." Ao Yulie stared, dumbfounded.

I never expected you, a Transcendent, to be so unscrupulous.

Actually, that's not the case; if you analyze it a bit seriously, you'll find the Fate Master is not unscrupulous, but proud.

This pride does not come from his own strength.

In this regard, his confidence and pride have been completely shattered by Tang Luo.

Now the arrogance he displays comes from the power behind him.

Just as Gods and Demons Wanderers band together to form forces, Transcendents are no exception.

There is strife among Gods and Demons Wanderers; could it be that Transcendents have none?

Grudges, emotions, and organizations will, to some extent, continue; even if, in the same era, only a few Gods and Demons Wanderers succeed in completing all tasks and become Transcendents, that is enough to carry forward those people and events from their time as Gods and Demons Wanderers.

Becoming a Transcendent is not like ascending and opening a brand-new map.

Even if past grudges vanish with death (disappearance), new ones will surely arise.

The Fate Master is not a lone wolf; he has a powerful force behind him.

For a normal Gods and Demons Wanderer, this force is like ordinary people in this world facing him.

This is his confidence and trump card when facing Tang Luo.

This is also why the other side cannot kill him—at least the Fate Master believes so.

"No interest." Tang Luo waved his hand; he is a person from the Spirit Mountain Thunder Sound Temple.

Although the place is gone, the people remain; the Great Thunder Sound Temple surely still exists.

"Don't rush to refuse," the Fate Master said, "you don't understand how powerful the organization behind me is."

"Yes, yes." Tang Luo gave a perfunctory reply, "Actually, I only care whether there is the Tathagata and the Supreme. Since you won't say, forget it. By the way, what benefits are there after becoming a Transcendent?"

The Fate Master gave a light laugh, saying he didn't want it on the surface, but deep down he still did.

"Ordinary Transcendents will no longer get lost in the chaos beyond the realms; they can freely travel among all worlds." the Fate Master said.

After waiting a while, seeing no further words, Ao Yulie asked, "Then what?"

"Nothing." the Fate Master said with slight disdain, "What else do you want? I gave you freedom, and also gave you a safe passage—no, I should say a safe road—what else do you want?"

The increase in strength has already been obtained in the Gods and Demons Game.

What remains is, as the saying goes, "high skies let birds fly, wide seas let fish leap."

Although there are still some restrictions, this restriction on direct contact between them and the testers—now even this restriction has been lifted.

"How petty." Ao Yulie muttered, "Back when we obtained the True Scripture, we at least could have gotten some benefits."

As a result, the Gods and Demons Game only offers freedom, plus a safe road.

"But if you are willing to join the Heavenly Court, everything will be different." the Fate Master said, looking at Tang Luo.

It can be said to be "enduring humiliation and bearing burdens," being beaten to severe injury by others, yet still having to invite others to join.

However, when the Fate Master spoke those words, he suddenly noticed the atmosphere around him had changed.

Everyone, including the furnace, gathered around him, instantly encircling him watertight, and their gazes turned fiery.

Originally we were just casually listening, but now we're getting serious!

Tang Luo reached out and grabbed the Fate Master, who had no power to resist, looked toward the Eight Trigrams Furnace, and shoved him straight into it.

The others also followed in single file.

In the sky, only the Eight Trigrams Furnace remained floating.

"What's going on? Is it because I mentioned the Heavenly Court?" the Fate Master thought in shock, "Could it be that someone else has met them and formed a grudge? That shouldn't be; the 'trial' changes only appeared recently. And even if so, our chances of contacting the testers are actually low; could it be the fate seed? Indeed, some fellows like to do this..."

The Fate Master's thoughts raced like lightning, while he tried to keep his composure on the surface.

"You mentioned that Heavenly Court—how powerful is it?"

Sun Wukong looked at the Fate Master and asked proactively.