Chapter 1543

Coca-Cola is ready! You can watch the big battle anytime.

Fallen Angel Twelve-Winged Black Cat Clan: "Are you serious about making hamburgers and Coca-Cola this dramatic? Look at me—I only brought a box of popcorn."

Miss Xia Shizi: "."

"A box of popcorn? Are you serious?"

Xiao Zhi: "...... Feels like there are too many points to complain about."

Ti Qie Hui Li: "Is now the time to nitpick? Pay attention to your image!"

Xiao Zhi: "Ahem, Young Lady Ti Qie Hui Li is right."

"The old Hou Jue is weeping! He's fighting to the death on the battlefield, yet you lot are just watching from behind, making snide remarks!"

Luo Hao Sect Leader: "If even an enemy of this scale can trouble the Hou Jue, then... he has disappointed me greatly."

Sakata Gintoki: "...... No wonder you're the Sect Leader! The sheer aura in your words leaves me humbled."

My Little Sister Isn't Cute: "...... Sakata Gintoki! Do you even have aura?"

Sakata Gintoki: "......"

Sakata Gintoki's mouth twitched.

Even if Gin-san has no aura, do you really have to directly undermine him like that? People have limits, you know.

Ainz Ooal Gown: "Sect Leader... I'm not questioning your words."

Ainz Ooal Gown: "But the old Hou Jue is indeed powerful... yet the opponent has four demons."

"Can the old Hou Jue really handle four demons alone?"

Flymouse watched the guild livestream with deep concern, fearing the Marquis Wo Ban would be overwhelmed and beaten by the four powerful demons.

"I remember, One-Way Passage is also on the battlefield now. If things turn dire, can't One-Way Passage step in anytime?"

One-Way Passage was multitasking—glancing at the guild chat while staring into the distance.

His mind raced at incredible speed, analyzing the battlefield with his immense computational power.

Finally, he reached a conclusion.

He spoke calmly in the guild.

One-Way Passage: "Relax. The old Hou Jue has no problems."

Su Xiao Xiao: "Don't worry... even the Six Paths of Pain from Xuanwozhang Sect could match the Holy Lord."

Su Xiao Xiao: "The old Hou Jue's strength surpasses even Xuanwozhang Sect's leader—he absolutely cannot lose facing four demons head-on!"

Su Han was utterly calm.

He had full faith in... the old Hou Jue.

After all, the old Hou Jue was one of the earliest members to join the guild.

Under the guild's enhancements, his strength had long since reached the Super-Phenomenal level.

At least Bofengshui Sect's leader, or even Changmen, weren't a match for the old Hou Jue... even within a guild brimming with powerhouses, the Marquis Wo Ban's combat power ranked solidly mid-to-upper tier.

Bai Hu Zi: "Gulala, you're absolutely right."

"Let's just keep watching the battle."

Watching the guild livestream, Bai Hu Zi lounged casually, picking up a wine flask and taking two swigs.

The old Hou Jue was his old rival and old friend, so Bai Hu Zi understood the old Hou Jue well enough.

That's why he wasn't worried at all about the old Hou Jue running into trouble.

On the battlefield.

The old Hou Jue moved—he let out a long howl to the sky, instantly transforming into a giant wolf, its fur pitch-black and gleaming, its paws shattering the ground as it shot forward like a black lightning bolt, appearing before Basha and biting her throat, blood spreading.

Basha snapped back, letting out a muffled grunt, summoning a massive wave to strike the giant wolf, trying to break free.

"You bastard!"

Zhong Su's face turned pale, and brilliant, dazzling lightning erupted from his body, all striking the giant wolf.

The lightning was scorching and blinding, turning the old Hou Jue into a silver-white giant wolf wrapped in crackling electricity.

"Is that all? That's truly disappointing!"

The old Hou Jue sneered, his eyes filled with contempt.

This lightning power—let alone matching the Guild Master—even Thor's paled in comparison.

Thinking this, the old Hou Jue moved—his claws turned to black light, razor-sharp, tearing through Basha's body.

"Ah!"

Basha finally couldn't hold back, letting out a piercing scream—she felt excruciating pain, blood pouring like torrential rain, yet she barely clung to life, rapidly reconstructing her body.

The old Hou Jue used his divine authority to summon dozens of giant wolves, each possessing the combat power of a Non-Submissive God, sending them charging toward Zhong Su and Di Kui.

The battle had become overwhelmingly one-sided.

The old Hou Jue was too strong—no demon could stand against him for even a moment; all were crushed under his dominance.

Even more terrifying were the giant wolves he summoned, each possessing the power of a Non-Submissive God.

Though a single wolf was no match for any demon, with dozens working in concert, combined with the old Hou Jue's own attacks, even three demons couldn't hold their ground.

If not for the demons' extreme regenerative abilities—nearly immortal—the outcome of the battle would already be decided.

The earth churned, clouds shattered; in the midst of their battle, the land looked like a scene of natural disaster.

Kai Da'er's expression remained unchanged; his Wang Zuo floated midair, drawn by some mysterious force, the rain and storm parting automatically around him.

Kai Da'er glanced at the old Hou Jue, his face darkening—he recognized the old Hou Jue's true identity.

Then he shifted his gaze to Cheng Long, Te Lu Xiao She, and others.

His eyes lingered on One-Way Passage with deep intensity.

Finally, he fixed his gaze on Su Han.

"Is this the guy?"

Kaidar muttered, "The leader of this group? One-Way Passage! Marquis Wo Ban! Xuanwozhang Sect and Six Paths Pain... all are characters from the second dimension. Is this guy also a second-dimension character?"

"I've never seen this guy! Could it be he's from some obscure anime? It's normal for obscure anime to have powerful people."

"But why would such a group of powerful second-dimension characters suddenly appear... and even come together to attack me!"

Kaidar's expression turned grim, his thoughts flashing, shifting most of his attention entirely onto Su Han.

He stood in distant opposition to Su Han.

Su Han's expression was calm.

Compared to Kaidar, whose body was taut and fully prepared for battle, he appeared far too composed and unruffled.