Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
The man-made lake exploded. The water turned into a heavy downpour, falling from the sky.
Bu Fang stood in the middle of the lake and let the water rain down on him. A terrible pressure filled the air, shocking everyone. It was as if a boulder was pressing on everyone’s heart, making it hard to breathe.
The high-grade God of the Mo Family?
The fifth prince’s eyes lit up, and he leaned back on his chair. High-grade Gods were the top power of a family, and only those with high-grade Gods could be called aristocratic families. The three top aristocratic families of the Divine Dynasty even had Perfected Gods.
Although only the high-grade God of the Mo Family appeared, it was already very horrible. A Demigod could never fight a high-grade God at all. Even the crown prince could not do that.
“It’s Mo Feng, who had just become a high-grade God five years ago… Although he’s new in the realm, he’s more than enough to deal with this boy,” the old man told the fifth prince.
There were detailed records of the top fighting force of every aristocratic family in the imperial family. To rule the whole Divine Dynasty, the imperial family had to have absolute control over everything.
“Interesting… Now that a high-grade God has struck out, this chef should be dead soon,” said the fifth prince. There was a note of regret in his words.
He thought quite highly of Bu Fang. A man who was so fearsome at the Demigod Realm would be stronger than King Pingyang’s son if he managed to grow up. ‘If I can subdue this chef, he may become my strong arm to fight with the crown prince!’
At the thought of the crown prince, the fifth prince shivered. Only those who had faced the crown prince understood his horror.
Although the fifth prince was not regarded the best among all the princes, he had an enterprising heart. He was resourceful, and if he could recruit enough geniuses with his charm, he might be able to threaten the crown prince.
Everyone’s attention was focused on the man-make lake.
Mo Hen sat on the ground with his back leaning against the wall of the guest house. There was a relieved look on his face. Soon, he began to laugh wildly. “I’m not dead! I’m not dead!” His eyes were full of excitement.
“Do you really think that no one in the Mo Family can defeat you? How dare you kill the God of my family… You will pay for that with your life! You want to kill me? Try it again in your next life!”
Mo Hen was very arrogant. He had survived, and now that the high-grade God of his family had arrived, he knew he did not need to die, so he was back to his usual self again. His hatred for Bu Fang exploded out completely at this moment. On top of that, his desire for Bu Fang’s talent was at its peak, even surpassing his desire for Nethery.
In the distance, Luo Sanniang’s expression changed dramatically. ‘Have we finally brought out the high-grade God of the Mo Family? This is not going to end well…’ She sighed in her mind, clenching her fists. She had already crushed a jade talisman, but the reinforcement was not here yet. She wondered if they could reach in time.
With his silvery-white hair spread out behind him, Bu Fang reached out a hand and felt the falling water. His eyes focused slightly. The Divine flame in his palm burned and vaporized the water drops, causing steam to rise and conceal his figure.
The high-grade God of the Mo Family did not show himself, but his terrible pressure filled the air. He was very proud, and he wanted to kill Bu Fang from across a distance to awe all the people present.
It was quiet all around. Apart from Mo Hen, who was laughing wildly, everyone fell silent.
Bu Fang was very strong. Few could achieve what he had done in the Demigod Realm. Unfortunately, he was alone, and it was impossible for him to fight against an aristocratic family himself. An aristocratic family was so powerful that no man could fight it alone.
Suddenly, he raised his head slightly, his eyes gleaming. “You seem very happy,” he said, looking at Mo Hen laughing wildly in the distance. The guy looked very different from just now, when he was running in panic.
“Oh yes, I’m very happy! Why? Do you dare to kill me now?” Mo Hen glanced coldly at Bu Fang. Now that he had someone behind him, he was puffed up with pride again. “In the face of a high-grade God, do you think you have the ability to kill me?!” He spread his arms with a mocking look on his face.
White-haired Bu Fang shook his head. ‘No wonder the Host wants me to kill him. Anyone would want to kill him for the way he behaved…’
“In that case… I’ll kill you first! A high-grade God? So what? When I, Howling, want to kill someone, nobody can stop me, not even a high-grade God!” he said with a grin, revealing his canine teeth.
When he had finished, he bent forward slightly, pressed both hands on the ground, and crooked his fingers like tiger claws. The next moment, he slapped the ground. A boom rang out as a savage tiger suddenly emerged behind him. The water in the lake exploded as he leaped forward like a beam of white light, running across the air at great speed.
“He attacked under the pressure of a high-grade God?!”
“This guy is really… crazy!”
“A lunatic with strength is truly terrible!”
Everyone was shocked.
The water kept exploding. Bu Fang ran faster and faster, like a tiger racing across the lake.
“How dare you!” A furious cry echoed out like thunder, shaking the sky. Then, another energy finger descended. “The people of the Mo Family are not who you can touch!” The high-grade God flew into a rage.
Suddenly, the white tiger stopped and turned in another direction. The finger fell. The man-make lake exploded with a rumble, and the terrain changed in an instant. Amid the explosion, the white tiger leaped forward.
“You want to kill me? Keep dreaming!” Mo Hen was still laughing. With the protection from a high-grade God, he did not think Bu Fang could kill him.
The air was filled with a rumbling sound as one finger after another fell. The divine sense of a high-grade God was very strong. It sprinkled down like rain as if to restrict Bu Fang’s movement. However, he was not affected at all, and he was still darting across the lake like a bolt of lightning. The distance between him and Mo Hen was reducing at a rate visible to the naked eye.
No one thought he could kill someone under the pressure of a high-grade God. Exceptional Demigods could kill people of higher realms because their Laws were strong. However, their own strength was too weak. Although the Laws could boost it, the increment was still limited.
Boom!
Another finger hit the lake. The blasts generated by the terrible explosion swept out in all directions, while a wild wind rose, whistling.
“Die! Die!” Mo Hen’s eyes widened, filled with hatred.
Bang, bang, bang!
One energy finger after another fell, turning the whole man-made lake into ruins. Bu Fang was finally struck by one of them. Columns of water shot up into the sky, while monstrous waves surged and obscured everything.
All of a sudden, everything fell silent, and the energy fingers stopped falling.
“Is he dead?” someone asked.
No one could sense white-haired Bu Fang’s aura, and they all thought he was killed by the high-grade God. The fifth prince’s curiosity was aroused. As for the old man sitting beside him, he squinted and felt something strange, so he sent out his divine sense.
Roar!
In his divine sense, a white tiger suddenly roared. That startled him and caused his small eyes to widen in an instant.
Meanwhile, the void in front of Mo Hen blew apart. A slender arm stretched out of it, caught him by the neck, and smashed him hard into the guest house’s wall. With a rumble, the wall broke and crumbled into a large hole, and the whole building was shaking.
“You are too presumptuous!” The high-grade God did not expect this to happen. He could not believe that under his violent attack, Bu Fang was still alive.
Mo Hen’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You… How dare you?!” He was shaking all over. He could not understand why Bu Fang dared to kill him under the pressure of a high-grade God.
White-haired Bu Fang narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled, and said, “There is nothing I, Howling, dare not do!” As soon as he said that, he clenched his palm.
Mo Hen’s body was crushed to pieces in an instant. His soul jumped out of his flesh and rose into the sky. White-haired Bu Fang casually pointed out a finger, and the Divine flame shot out and devoured it. Accompanied by a miserable howl, the soul burned in the flame, and before long, it was completely consumed by the fire and disappeared.
The moment Bu Fang killed Mo Hen, the high-grade God exploded with rage. With a boom, a golden figure descended from the sky and smashed into the ground like a meteor. The air was filled with a dreadful pressure that made it hard for all the people to breathe, and the whole guest house crumbled down.
The old man narrowed his eyes and waved his hand. An invisible burst of Power of Law enveloped the fifth prince immediately and took him hundreds of miles away from the guest house. As he watched the battle, the fifth prince’s heart trembled. “So this is the power of a high-grade God…” he murmured.
“Mo Feng had just stepped into the realm of high-grade Gods, so he’s still not good at controlling his power. At the most, a high-grade God can comprehend eighty-one Laws, and he only comprehended thirty-six… That made him an ordinary high-grade God,” the old man said indifferently.
The fifth prince’s heart was filled with awe. The old man beside him was his master, whose strength was too strong for him to understand. But judging from his tone, he should be stronger than Mo Feng.
The expert, glowing with golden light, looked like a golden statue. He was a high-grade God, yet one of his juniors was killed by someone right under his nose. This, to him, was an insult, and only by killing the guy who did this could the shame be washed away.
“DIE NOW!”
At this moment, a golden Wheel of Law emerged over his head, which contained the thirty-six Laws he had comprehended. The power of these Laws gathered and turned into a palm. Then, led by his strongest Law, the Law of Golden Spear, it smashed down toward Bu Fang.
For a moment, an army seemed to appear. The soldiers were armed with golden spears and rode on steel-clad horses, while the air was filled with monstrous killing intent.
Impacted by the blast, Luo Sanniang coughed out a mouthful of blood, flew backward, and fell hard to the ground in the distance. With fear and horror on her beautiful face, she stared at the center of the explosion.
“A high-grade God is really so… fearsome?! This kind of attack… Bu Fang might be dead soon!”
