"Shatter... for me!!!"

Zhao Tengqi's entire body bulged with green veins, his face twisted and hideous. At this moment, he seemed to have transformed into the Purple Thunder Man.

Crash—

With a massive boom, the Purple Thunder Man's giant fist directly and brutally hammered into the Big Silver Python's body.

In Yuan Lin's utterly shocked gaze, the Big Silver Python was smashed into two halves by the Purple Thunder Man.

As if an ancient god of immense power had torn the Big Silver Python in half with brutal force.

After smashing the Big Silver Python, Zhao Tengqi still didn't stop.

The terrifying thunderous fist fell once more upon Yuan Lin's body.

Pfft—

Immediately, Yuan Lin spat a large mouthful of blood as his face went deathly pale in an instant, and his chest was sunken, with several ribs fractured.

Watching this scene.

Countless people were dumbfounded.

In one punch?

Though they had thought earlier that Yuan Lin wouldn't be much stronger than Zhao Tengqi.

But, who would have thought that Yuan Lin would be half-killed by a single punch from Zhao Tengqi?

Seeing Yuan Lin lying on the ground, coughing and vomiting blood incessantly, everyone believed that if Zhao Tengqi were to punch again, it would surely be fatal.

Is this the might of an Unparalleled Genius?

Even though Yuan Lin became a Mind King five years earlier than Zhao Tengqi.

Yet he was still no match for Zhao Tengqi's newly formed Mind King's strike.

"You... you..."

Yuan Lin lay on the ground, abjectly miserable, with blood smeared all over his mouth, his chest clothes tattered and his face pale.

But more than his disheveled state, it was the inexpressible horror in his heart.

Though he knew it wasn't a dream, that it was reality.

Yet his heart still found it hard to believe.

Did he actually lose this badly?

Zhao Tengqi looked coldly at Yuan Lin, recalling all of Yuan Lin's vile, ugly behaviors, which only fueled his killing intent.

Step by step, leaving bloody footprints, Zhao Tengqi approached Yuan Lin.

Echoing the previous scene exactly.

Except back then, Yuan Lin showed disdain.

But now, Yuan Lin was terrified.

"What... what do you want to do?!" Yuan Lin's voice trembled.

"Do what?"

Zhao Tengqi suddenly laughed, as if finding Yuan Lin's words laughable.

"Today, with your blood, I will pave history, with your dead soul, sacrifice to my father!!!"

Boom!

As soon as Zhao Tengqi's words fell.

His body moved.

The domineering figure of the Purple Thunder Man rushed rapidly towards Yuan Lin, growing larger in Yuan Lin's pupils.

"President!!!"

At this moment, Yuan Lin could no longer hold back, shouting loudly for Zhao Xiongmo's help.

He knew that only Zhao Xiongmo could save him now!

"Tengqi!"

Suddenly, Zhao Xiongmo spoke.

Zhao Tengqi looked coldly at Zhao Xiongmo.

"I didn't expect you to become a Mind King so quickly, which greatly surprised me."

"Yuan Lin, I can help you kill him, and you can continue living as before; I can even nurture you wholeheartedly."

"I've always been looking for a confidant, and now I've found one. What confidant could surpass one's own son?"

"Father and son, together, reaching the peak of Chanting the Dao!"

"Overlooking the world, wouldn't that be delightful?!"

"How about it?!" Zhao Xiongmo looked at Zhao Tengqi eagerly.

"President!!!"

Upon hearing Zhao Xiongmo's words, Yuan Lin panicked instantly.

Never did he think Zhao Xiongmo would want to kill him.

Not only him.

Almost everyone on the field hadn't thought of it.

"Shut up!!!"

However, to Zhao Xiongmo, Yuan Lin was merely a useless pawn, to be discarded if necessary, so Zhao Xiongmo didn't care.

A shout made Yuan Lin break into a sweat, his face turning extremely ugly.

But seeing Zhao Xiongmo's anger, he had to suppress his grievances.

"How about it, Tengqi?"

Turning back, Zhao Xiongmo looked at Zhao Tengqi again.

"Be your confidant?"

"Reach the peak of Chanting the Dao?"

"Overlook the world?"

Zhao Tengqi smiled brilliantly.

"Yes!"

"All of this, just nod, and it's yours!!" Zhao Xiongmo nodded.

"Screw you and your mother!!!"

Yet, the next moment, Zhao Tengqi's expression changed instantly!

Full of rage!

Even cursed out aloud!

The whole arena was stunned.

No one thought Zhao Tengqi would dare rebuke Zhao Xiongmo like that.

Zhao Xiongmo's face became ugly in an instant.

In contrast, Yuan Lin, previously despairing, suddenly looked as if he saw hope, full of excitement.

Looking at Zhao Tengqi like he was watching a fool!

Initially, he was walking towards death, but unexpectedly, Zhao Tengqi courted his own doom by daring to rebuke Zhao Xiongmo, a miraculous turn for him!

"What qualifies you to be my father?!"

"I, Zhao Tengqi, don't have a father worse than pigs and dogs like you!!!"

"Not only that, I will also kill you!"

"To be my father, you, Zhao Xiongmo... are not worthy!!!"

Not worthy!

The last two words resounded in the field like an echo lingering in the air.

"Zhao Tengqi, outrageous!!!"

Yuan Lin seized the chance to scold Zhao Tengqi.

"Get lost!"

Boom—

No sooner than Yuan Lin finished his scolding, Zhao Tengqi backhanded him with a punch.

Blasting Yuan Lin away.

Poof!

Yuan Lin's body fell to the ground, once more spitting a mouthful of blood, the life slipping away from him.

He had actually fallen there and then.

"I'll give you one last chance."

"If you nod, I can forgive your foolish actions just now!"

Zhao Xiongmo watched Zhao Tengqi with a stern expression.

"If you have the guts, kill me today!!!"

"Or else, I will ensure you never find peace!!"

Even faced with Zhao Xiongmo's final warning, Zhao Tengqi remained unafraid, smiling lightly.

"Those who block my path, kill without mercy!!!"

Boom!

Zhao Xiongmo's body suddenly moved!

Charging straight at Zhao Tengqi!

He intended to kill Zhao Tengqi with his own hands!

Not for any other reason, just because Zhao Tengqi chose to stand against him, chose to obstruct his path.

Even though Zhao Tengqi was his flesh and blood!

He still had to kill!

Because, in his heart, only power was supreme!

Everything else could be obtained through power!

"I, Xin Yuanji, have lived 120 years, seen countless people."

"But a beast like you, I, Xin Yuanji, see for the first time!"

"Today, if I don't sever your head here, I, Xin Yuanji, will... gladly die!!!"

Boom!

As Zhao Xiongmo moved, Xin Yuanji moved too.

A Tongtian-like aura instantly spread.

Above his head, nine heavenly rivers manifested.

"My Great Dao, Heavenly Sword... appear!!!"