CHAPTER 53:Damn It! Just Wait!

Hundreds of millions of living beings serve as soldiers, and millions of gods and demons command as generals.

The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons awakened from his slumber, leading legions of undead to challenge the will of Heavenly Dao.

He reforged his blade, raised it high, and roared—Repair my sword, slay the Nine Heavens! Spill my blood, and advance forward!

Chen Zhan, the ninth son of the Chen family, wielded a shattered spear and struck down Nine Heavens, forcing Heavenly Dao to weep blood.

Those scenes were earth-shattering, each frame imprinted deep into the hearts of all who watched.

At that moment, the heavens and the myriad realms were left in stunned silence.

"So beings like this exist in the heavens and realms…" Emperor Yan Xiao Huohuo muttered to himself.

Even he could not conceal his awe.

With his pride in his control over all flame under the heavens, he had long seen himself as unmatched through the ages.

But before the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons and Chen Zhan, he appeared lacking.

...

"Terrifying! Truly terrifying! Is this the might of the top ten across all worlds?"

Han Paopao, fleeing across the realm of cultivation, kept teleporting while gasping for breath.

"No... there's too much power in the heavens. I must survive!"

He clenched his fists and made up his mind.

...

"To resist Heavenly Dao and slay it simply for refusing to submit... Good, very good. Such arrogance, such courage—this is how a man should live."

"If I were still in my prime, I would absolutely befriend such men."

In the city-world, the Immortal Emperor Wang Chen sat aboard a grand vessel bound for Tian Nanxing, lost in thought.

Even if he regained his former might from the Beixuan Era, he doubted whether he could do any more than Chen Zhan or the Demon Lord had.

"However, even they fall short of that one who killed the Heavenly Divine Sovereign with a single sword."

His mind flashed back a century—to the time when the Divine Sovereign reigned over starfields and prepared to annihilate hundreds of millions.

From the distant cosmos, a Sword Ray pierced the void. A black-clad figure in an emperor's robe descended like judgment, slaying the Heavenly Sovereign and crushing the galaxy cluster beneath his might.

"That senior... he'll definitely be on the list," Wang Chen murmured.

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"So this is the power of a true supreme? It seems I'm still far too weak."

In the Demon World, Lu Asheng sat cross-legged in the starry sky. With one hand, he plucked a planet and devoured it in a few crunches before swallowing.

Then, with a low growl, he spoke.

"Deep Blue... let me see your limit. Give me more!"

...

At this moment, all realms were shaken.

Even Frieza, who rarely appeared, emerged to make his presence known.

Clearly, even he recognized that this world of gods and demons was far beyond his reach.

This caused the usually cocky Zijin Ruffian Dragon to puff up with pride as he posted in the comment section:

"Where are they? Where's the guy who said Uncle Long was bragging? Stand up and let me have a look!"

"Today, Uncle Long is like a silk cloth wiping the floor—he slipped up and let a true boss shine!"

"See that Boss Chen Zhan who slew the Nine Heavens? Guess what, his son Chen Hei is my sworn brother!"

Zijin Ruffian Dragon was elated.

All the resentment from being mocked as a braggart before had finally been vented.

"Can you shut up for a second?"

Chen Hei muttered, his face full of black lines. "A little pride is fine, but if you keep attracting hatred like this, you're gonna get beaten one day."

The Ruffian Dragon's eyes gleamed slyly. He grinned.

"Chen Hei, relax. I know what I'm doing. Anyway, the heavens and myriad worlds are separated. What can they do, beat me across realms?"

Chen Hei looked disgusted.

"Then stop dragging me into your bragging."

Just as the two were arguing...

Suddenly, in the comment section of the All Heavens and Worlds Leaderboard, a new post appeared.

Second General under Emperor Lian, Destroyer Quasi-Emperor: "It's fine. Barely qualifies. The Heavenly Dao in our world has long been replaced by our Emperor Lian's divine will. At the level of Dao Venerable and Holy Master, we create our own realms and endure eternally. Heavenly Dao only bullies those beneath Dao Venerable."

Zijin Ruffian Dragon froze. Then, after seeing the ID, he sneered.

"So it's you again, Destroyer Quasi-Emperor? Don't think I don't know you by your prefix."

"Among all realms, you're the biggest bragger of them all! Creating your own realm? Oh please!"

"If your so-called big world is that impressive, why isn't it in the top ten?"

In the Lian Realm.

"That damned purple-scaled dragon!"

Xuan Ba nearly coughed blood.

It had been countless millennia since his breakthrough to the Quasi-Emperor Realm, and he had never felt so humiliated.

"If that guy were in this universe, I'd scour every world to roast him like a loach!"

"He says I'm the one bragging? Ridiculous! Truly beyond reason!"

He gritted his teeth and muttered in frustration, unable to rebut with strength alone, and finally could only spit out ancient scorn.

"Xia Zong can't speak of ice, and a frog can't dream of the ocean..."

Watching from the side, Shen Lian burst into laughter.

"Don't worry. Sooner or later, we'll return to those realms."

"Really?"

Xuan Ba's eyes lit up.

He stared at the ranking, cracking his neck, and muttered:

"Zijin Ruffian Dragon, right? Great. I wonder if you'll still dance like that when I appear before you."

With that, Xuan Ba took a deep breath and continued to stare at the rankings.

His heart was boiling.

Calling me a braggart, are you?

Fine.

Then let the whole world see—

See our Lian Realm!

See our Emperor Lian!

See us Quasi-Emperors who've cultivated for tens or even hundreds of thousands of years!

Witness how terrifying our power truly is!