Chapter 1287: I Was Wrong

Boom!

Spiritual Energy from all directions was suddenly drained, manifesting into tens of thousands of swords, their spiritual light blazing fiercely as they hovered behind Mo Junchen.

He raised his hand lightly, causing all the swords behind him to move in unison, their tips pointing straight ahead; then, with a sweep of his large hand, the swords shot forth across the sky dense as sudden rain, streaks of colorful light streaming behind them, piercing through every single Sea Race expert ahead like ten thousand arrows piercing a heart, slaying them instantly!

His Golden Immortal Realm Peak strength suffered no suppression whatsoever across the Four Continents; whether Body Integration Stage or Tribulation Transcendence Stage, all Sea Race experts became mere ants in this moment, utterly unable to resist this casual Dharma Spell of Mo Junchen, falling dead one after another, slain and crashing to the ground!

"This... how is this possible?"

"No, impossible, how could the Human Race have such a powerful expert!"

"This is an existence on the same level as that lord of our race!"

"Retreat, retreat quickly!"

"Ah..."

In an instant, the Sea Race Vanguard Army behind was filled with terror, screams and wails blending into one continuous sound as they scattered in all directions.

Yet no matter how fast they fled, they could never outrun this single technique of Mo Junchen; within mere breaths, one Sea Race expert after another had their lives harvested like weeds.

"Holy crap, Guardian Mo is putting on an amazing show of acting cool!" Er Gouzi's eyes widened in shock.

"He stole all the coolness for himself!" Duan Jiude said with a face full of reluctance.

"Forget it, Teacher Duan, we're all on the same side; we must let Guardian Mo have a chance to show off!" Er Gouzi patted Duan Jiude's shoulders comfortingly, speaking with grave sincerity.

At this moment, Mo Junchen also stared blankly: "What show of acting cool did I put on?"

He had merely slain foreign enemies who came to invade, so why was Duan Jiude angry?

"Nothing, Guardian Mo, you did beautifully; among everyone here, This Seat only appreciates you, because the coolness you acted is different from others; the coolness you acted was just right—moist, elastic, and deep, neither excessive nor ostentatious!" Er Gouzi assumed the posture of a high master and delivered his critique.

Xu Que also nodded slightly, looking at Mo Junchen and saying, "Teacher Er Gou is correct; however, Guardian Mo, although the coolness you acted was just right, nearing perfection, it ultimately lacked a touch of simplicity, not grounded enough, making it somewhat difficult for the masses to approach; if you could add a bit of simplicity, you would soon be able to approach my level; I hope to see you on the stage of the King of Acting Cool Grand Finals in the future, therefore, I give you a YES!"

"This Seat also gives a YES!" Er Gouzi raised his thumb.

Duan Jiude, with a face full of displeasure, shook his head: "Although you have already passed with two votes, this old man still has to give a NO!"

"???"

Mo Junchen was completely bewildered throughout, utterly confused; what exactly had This Seat done wrong?

What on earth are the three of you talking about?

"Ah..."

At the same time, Little Yellow the eel in Er Gouzi's hand suddenly let out a shriek.

Only now did it react from its shock and fear, crying out from the depths of its soul: "No, impossible, how could your Human Race have someone as powerful as that lord of our race? That lord of our race awakened only after sleeping for tens of thousands of years; how could your Human Race possibly achieve this?"

"Oh, it seems that 'lord' of theirs is also at the Golden Immortal Realm!" Xu Que immediately smiled; if it was merely the Golden Immortal Realm, then it posed no threat.

However, a problem arose: how could a mere Golden Immortal Realm pose a threat to Xuan Yuan Wanrong's life and safety?

This seemed illogical, unless Xuan Yuan Wanrong was already in crisis and then ambushed by that Sea Race Golden Immortal?

Guessing this far, Xu Que shook his head slightly; to know the truth, he still needed to personally enter Buried Immortal Valley to take a look; currently, his greatest trump cards were those Two Souls and the system that was about to Level Up to a new version!

What worried him most right now were some great enemies hidden in the shadows; after all, Xuan Yuan Wanrong had previously revealed some information: the powerful experts sleeping across the Four Continents were far more than just her!

Whoosh!

At this moment, several sounds of breaking the air came from the dozens of black void holes in the sky.

Immediately following, a huge serpent body darted out from among them, eight snake heads flicking their tongues, majestic and heroic, resembling an Ancient Times Demon Beast, its aura overwhelming.

Behind it, dozens of Human Race figures appeared, swarming out; each wore a black long robe, with the three large red characters "Zha Tian Gang" embroidered on their chests, exuding immense freedom and domineering presence.

"You trash of the Sea Race, if you have guts, don't run; This Seat will kill you all!" After rushing out, the eight-headed snake spewed a mouthful of foul language, extremely crude.

But very quickly, it froze mid-air; the lingering scent of seafood and blood drifting around clearly indicated that the Sea Race Vanguard Army had been completely annihilated, while the few figures standing on the ground below caught its attention.

Its gaze swept downward, and its eight snake heads instantly stiffened, all eight faces staring at Xu Que and the others in shock.

"Brother Gou!" In an instant, eight identical mournful cries erupted from the eight heads of the eight-headed snake, resounding in all directions.

This cry was heart-rending, filled with longing, excitement, and grievance!

"Little Brother!" Er Gouzi also shouted loudly, opening his arms wide.

The eight-headed snake descended from the sky, turning into a shadow as it rushed toward Er Gouzi, making as if to step right onto his head.

Er Gouzi's expression changed instantly: "Fuck your mother, if you want to come up here, first transform back into Teddy for This Seat!"

"Uh..." Only then did the eight-headed snake suddenly realize it was no longer the small Teddy dog body of the past; it hurriedly halted in mid-air, all eight faces wearing dry smiles.

At the same time, the crowd that had followed out behind it also spotted Er Gouzi, Duan Jiude, and the others, immediately shouting in unison: "Greetings, Vice Gang Leader! Greetings, Elder!"

Subsequently, everyone also looked toward Liu Jingning, saying respectfully: "Greetings, Gang Leader's Wife!"

Liu Jingning's cheeks flushed red; although many had called her by this title before, it was the first time it had been shouted in Xu Que's presence.

More crucially, among those calling out were many Disciples and Elders from the former Extreme Joy Sect, all now looking at her with smiles.

Only Xu Que and Mo Junchen were directly ignored by the crowd.

As for Mo Junchen, it was understandable since no one had ever seen him before; but Xu Que currently maintained the appearance of a sickly old man, vivid and lifelike, with even his aura and cultivation realm altered, so it was quite normal that no one recognized him.

"Brother Gou, where have you all been during this period? This Seat missed you all to death! By the way, where is Brother Que? Why didn't Brother Que come? Could it be... he died?"

At this moment, the eight-headed snake scanned the figures on the ground, and upon not finding Xu Que, its expression immediately changed as it looked up to the sky and wailed mournfully: "Brother Que, you died so tragically! This Seat should have guessed back then; someone as arrogant as you surely wouldn't live long, but I never expected you to depart so quickly; This Seat is heartbroken!"

Oh, fuck me!

Xu Que immediately raised his eyebrows, his eyes widening.

This guy was just too damn begging for a beating, sharing the exact same damn nature as Er Gouzi!

"Heh, Teddy, haven't seen you in years, you've grown up!"

Xu Que took a step forward, smiling as he stared at the eight-headed snake and said.

The eight-headed snake was startled by this voice and hurriedly looked at Xu Que, somewhat suspicious and uncertain: "You... who are you?"

It carefully examined Xu Que's appearance, truly unable to see how this "old man" could be connected to Xu Que, yet the words just spoken, both in tone and that chilling feeling, were exactly like Xu Que.

"Me? I am Xu Que's father!" Xu Que narrowed his eyes, wearing a kind expression, and said with a chuckle.

"How audacious! Where would Brother Que get a father? If you're his father, then I'm his grandfather!" The Eight-Headed Great Snake shuddered all over and domineeringly roared.

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire Arena instantly fell into dead silence.

Er Gouzi and Duan Jiude both couldn't help but widen their eyes, giving the Eight-Headed Great Snake a thumbs-up.

"Awesome, awesome!" Duan Jiude said in admiration.

"Respect, respect!" Er Gouzi exclaimed with emotion.

Xu Que's face turned pitch-black; with a thought, he dispelled the Disguise Puppet effect on his body. Blazing Spiritual Light flashed across him in an instant, and from within that radiance stepped forth a refined, handsome youth.

"Heh, Little Teddy, has your courage grown so fat lately? I've actually been craving some Snake Gall Wine recently!"

"Bang!"

The Eight-Headed Great Snake immediately dropped to its knees on the spot, wishing it could cry but having no tears, and shouted loudly, "Grandpa, I was wrong!"

Almost simultaneously, the crowd behind the Eight-Headed Snake also froze, then their faces filled with wild joy, reverence, and worship as they looked at Xu Que and shouted in unison, "Greetings, Guild Master!"

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