In a faraway divine nation, the t.i.tan Spiritual G.o.d sat on his throne with a crystal ball floating before him. Displayed within was the event currently taking place at Mount Dragon G.o.d's summit.

“Lowly mortal, you shall pay a heavy price for your foolishness and ignorance!”

Murderous intent filled the t.i.tan Spiritual G.o.d's eyes. It had been eons since he had last been this furious. The last time he was angry had been 50,000 years ago when the Dragon G.o.d emerged.

During that time, the Dragon G.o.d had led the Colossal Dragons to rise up and drove the t.i.tans to the t.i.tan Ranges, causing him to lose great numbers of wors.h.i.+pers.

The t.i.tan Spiritual G.o.d had been incredibly furious over this, but there was nothing he could do. All he could do was to watch helplessly as the Dragon G.o.d unified the continent, gathered vast amounts of power of faith, and deified.

But the t.i.tan Spiritual G.o.d would not be staying silent this time—because he had become a wealthy tyc.o.o.n after receiving priority grooming from the Theodore clan of the Thunderbolt Divine Realm 20,000 years ago.

He had 108 material planes under his control and had innumerable wors.h.i.+pers and an abundance of resources now. He had even groomed quite a few true G.o.ds.

So, why should he take it lying down?

“After Horace kills that mortal, he can then also destroy the Beast People and the Fairies along the way and unify Heaven's Vault Continent. That continent shall once again become my power of faith domain!”

Elsewhere, in another remote and hidden divine nation, a muscular man with horns on his head and a stern, dignified countenance was also watching the happenings in Heaven's Vault Continent.

His countenance was sinister, and his eyes were spitting fire as though someone had owed him a few million dollars.

He was the deity whom the Dragon G.o.d Empire had wors.h.i.+ped—the Dragon G.o.d!

“That d.a.m.ned knave! And how lucky of Horace!”

The Dragon G.o.d was in an awful mood. He watched the two figures standing proudly at the Mount Dragon G.o.d summit with not even a trace of positive feelings on his face at all.

Meng Lei versus Horace!

No matter who the final victory went to, it was of no relevance to the Dragon G.o.d at all. Regardless, he would still end up losing his power of faith domain known as the Dragon G.o.d Empire.

That was his one and only power of faith domain!

“That d.a.m.ned mortal! I have to kill him! I have to!”

The Dragon G.o.d was livid.

If he could, he would rip Meng Lei into a million pieces. Wiping out the Dragon Island half-deities and overthrowing the Dragon People n.o.bles had thoroughly ruined him at the roots.

It had caused his hopes of recapturing the Dragon G.o.d Empire to become incredibly distant and remote. It was no longer possible for him to take back the Dragon G.o.d Empire as a power of faith domain.

This was especially true when he had been slaughtered alive by Meng Lei in front of so many people just now. It was practically the greatest humiliation ever. He had been thoroughly embarra.s.sed and more!

“I have to kill him! No matter what, I have to kill him!” The Dragon G.o.d gnashed his teeth in a fury. “Better yet if neither side wins and all of them die!”

The Dragon G.o.d's current frame of mind had even become rather warped. He hated Meng Lei because Meng Lei had seized his power of faith domain and caused him to thoroughly embarra.s.s himself.

He was also jealous of the t.i.tan Spiritual G.o.d. By what virtue did that all brawn and no brains fool deserve to receive a Divine Realm force's grooming for no reason whatsoever?

He hated them!

He was jealous of them!

Yet all he could do was just watch on helplessly!

On Mount Dragon G.o.d…

Be it the people of the Meng Lei Empire, Meng Lei's wors.h.i.+pers, the three major empires' envoys, or the experts from each clan, everyone was watching the two figures in the sky with rapt attention.

Such nervousness!

Such antic.i.p.ation!

Everyone knew this very well—this battle would determine the newly-founded empire's future, decide the humans' fate, and even the entire Heaven's Vault Continent's fate!

Should Meng Lei win, the humans would fully rise up and sweep through the entire continent with unstoppable momentum. It was highly likely that Heaven's Vault Continent would be unified once more.

Should Meng Lei lose, the newly-founded Meng Lei Empire would be split up, taken over, and ripped into pieces by other parties. The humans would also be thrown back into their original plight and forced back into slavery.

Therefore, this battle was of critical importance.

“Go for it, Your Majesty!”

“Great G.o.d Meng Lei, you are unbeatable! You'll definitely beat the demons!”

“Die! Meng Lei must die! Only when he's dead…”

Some prayed silently, some cursed him viciously, and some gloated over the situation.

During this moment, where everyone's thoughts differed from one another, Meng Lei made the first move.

“Since that's the case, then it would only be rude of me to decline any further!”

Whoos.h.!.+

At once, Meng Lei vanished on the spot.

He bizarrely appeared right behind Horace the next instant. At the same time, the Hammer of Destruction also appeared in his hand, and he swung it ruthlessly toward Horace's head.

“Little fellow, teleportation might be a good skill, but it's useless against me!”

Horace reached out. He easily caught the Hammer of Destruction in his hand with a light grab. Then, with a forceful grip, a crack rang out, and the Hammer of Destruction was actually crushed into smithereens!

Boom!

Then, Horace's other hand clenched tightly into a fist and soundlessly appeared at Meng Lei's abdomen. Like a launched cannon, Meng Lei was instantly sent flying.

“Master!”

Bubbles and the others' countenances changed drastically at the sight of that.

“Hahaha! Great! As expected of Horace, the legendary t.i.tan! Well done! Well done!”

The Thunder t.i.tan Emperor couldn't help but be thrilled at the sight. In this instant, all his previous worry and nervousness had turned into excitement.

Crus.h.i.+ng the Hammer of Destruction with just a grab!

Sending Meng Lei flying with just a punch!

He had made two moves in a single instant and was fully suppressing Meng Lei in every aspect, exhibiting overwhelming power. The two weren't on the same level at all.

Doomed! Meng Lei was doomed for sure!

“Your Majesty, that arrogant fellow isn't Horace's match. It's highly likely that he'll die at Horace's hands. What should we do?”

Azshara, the valiant Fairy regimental commander, leaned over to the Fairy Empress and asked softly, “Do we save him?”

The Fairy Empress didn't respond because she was currently very troubled, too.

Save him?

Based on what Meng Lei had said just now, saving him would be akin to saving a powerful enemy of the Fairy Empire. It was highly likely that he would declare a war potentially capable of wiping out the Fairy Empire on the Fairy Empire someday.

But if they didn't save him, how were they supposed to answer to Her Holiness the Fairy G.o.ddess, then?

“Let's watch for a little longer!”

The Fairy Empress sighed. She didn't have any better options at the moment, either.

“How are you, Master?” asked Bubbles and the others worriedly as they surrounded Meng Lei.

“I'm fine!”

Meng Lei waved slightly. Then, he turned to Horace and said, “Looks like I've underestimated you. You're stronger than what I had imagined.”

“And you're weaker than what I had imagined. I'm rather disappointed. Looks like the so-called number one of Heaven's Vault Continent is nothing more than this!”

Horace shook his head lightly as he remarked, “I guess that's true. You're ultimately a hothouse flower, after all. How can you possibly match up to the geniuses and monsters of the outside world?”

“I'm actually being looked down upon…”

Meng Lei tossed away the hammer in his hand and said, “If I still don't show some prowess after this, I'm probably going to be mocked by you, a senior who's seen the world, again!”

Meng Lei twisted his neck from side to side as he spoke. The aura around him also changed in this instant and became cold, distant, bloodthirsty, and razor-sharp.

“Eh?”

Horace's sharp senses captured the change in Meng Lei's demeanor, and it mildly surprised him.

Whoos.h.!.+

An afterimage flashed by, and Meng Lei appeared in front of Horace once more. His fists shot toward him like lightning, instantly smas.h.i.+ng toward Horace's face.

“It's useless!”

Horace shook his head slightly, casually reaching out a finger to meet Meng Lei's attack.

“Your reaction is too slow this time, Horace!”

Meng Lei abruptly appeared behind Horace, his fist going along with the momentum and striking the back of Horace's head.

Horace stumbled forward and almost fell flat on his face.

“How's that fist of mine feeling, Elder Horace, who's seen the vast world out there?” asked Meng Lei as the corners of his lips quirked upward into a hint of a smile.

“Two-step teleportation? Certainly a clever little move there!”

Horace stabilized himself, and his eyes narrowed as he swept his gaze toward Meng Lei. “But you're still too weak. You can't hurt me at all!”

“Is that so?”

Meng Lei let out a soft chuckle as eight arms suddenly extended from his body. Added to this the two arms he already had, which made a total of ten arms on him.

“If I can't hurt you with one punch, then how about ten?”

One-step teleportation!

Two-step teleportation!

Three-step teleportation!

Horace's reaction time was undoubtedly incredible, but it was ultimately still half a beat too slow when faced with three-step teleportation—and this was Meng Lei's opportunity.

He threw a punch out!

Bam, bam, bam!

At that instant, Meng Lei brought out to the fullest the Wing Chun[1] Chain Thrusting Fist that he had been practicing for many years.

Amid a series of continuous audible clashes, all ten of Meng Lei's fists turned into mirage-like images that rained down upon Horace in one go.

o((⊙_⊙))o

Everyone was completely stunned by the sight. Was that even viable?

“d.a.m.n it!”

Only after suffering 100,000 punches did Horace finally regain his senses, and he hastily retreated with a burst of speed.

At this point, he was already sporting bruises on the face and bleeding from the nose. Evidently, he had been beaten up pretty badly.

Meng Lei couldn't help but gasp at the sight.

“What high endurance and toughness! To think he's actually alright even after taking so many punches from me!”

He had already unleashed his humanoid form's full strength just now and threw 100,000 punches in one go, yet Horace had only suffered a few superficial wounds.

Just how tough and durable was he?

“You cunning little fellow! You've enraged me!”

Horace wiped the blood off his nose, fire spitting from his eyes. He was a senior who had adventured in the outside world for many years and weathered through many great storms, yet he had been beaten up to such a state by a junior. How was he supposed to face the world?

“I'm going to rip you into a million pieces!”

Horace roared furiously as his body expanded with a big and sudden force.

Boom, boom, boom!

For a moment there, his body rapidly expanded as though he were an inflating balloon. In an instant, he had become a giant as tall as 1,000 feet.

Boom!

Vast, majestic, and fearsome divine power overflowed from him and spread into the surroundings.

“Ahhh!”

His 1,000-feet-tall divine body couldn't compare to the 100,000-feet-long Dragon G.o.d and the 100,000-feet-tall Bubbles from earlier at all, yet the surging divine power emanating from him was able to flatten all the commoners and wors.h.i.+pers at the foot of the mountain onto the ground, rendering them completely immobile.

Beads of perspiration formed on the Saint Domain experts' and half-deities' foreheads. Even breathing had become a difficult task for them now.

An incredibly shocked and horrified half-deity said, “What terrifying divine power! This has completely surpa.s.sed a half-deity's level. It's much stronger than the Dragon G.o.d's just now!”

“Die, kid!”

Horace raised his huge foot and stomped down mercilessly on Meng Lei. By right, now that his body had expanded, his speed should also have been greatly reduced.

However, the strange thing was that Horace's speed had instead become even faster. His foot completely stomped onto Meng Lei before also ruthlessly stomping down onto Mount Dragon G.o.d's summit.

“How dare you step on me! In that case, I won't show you any civility anymore!”

Meng Lei let out an icy laugh and brought out the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear with a flip of his wrist. He thrust it up forcefully as he barked, “Block!”

As of this moment, Meng Lei still didn't know what grade of divine weapon the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear was, but its sharpness continued to blow his mind.

Splurt!

The G.o.ds-Slaying Spear easily pierced Horace's sole, jabbing a b.l.o.o.d.y hole into his foot. Horace cried out and hurriedly retracted his foot.

“What a great treasure!”

Meng Lei rose into the sky. He gazed at Horace and commented, “You don't seem like much, either, Horace.”

“What kind of divine weapon is that, kid?”

Horace's eyes bore into the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear.

“Aren't you very knowledgeable? Why don't you try identifying it, then?” Meng Lei flung off the golden divine blood on the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear's tip and gave him a leisurely smile.

“Ridiculous! Just how many divine weapons are out there in the world? How can I possibly know every single one?” Horace retorted with a cold snort.

Graveness and reservations filled his eyes as he gazed at the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear.

Although he was only a true G.o.d of Perfection-level, he'd already awakened his t.i.tan G.o.d bloodline, so his divine body was on par with a lesser deity's.

Even so, the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear had nevertheless still instantly pierced through his flesh.

This sufficiently proved that the divine spear was at least a mid-tier divine weapon, perhaps even higher.

“It's alright if you don't recognize the G.o.ds-Slaying Spear, but there's one divine weapon that you'll definitely recognize!”

A strange and peculiar smile appeared on Meng Lei's face. Then, a blood-red scythe appeared in his hand.

“T-the Grim Reaper Scythe!!”

[1] A traditional Southern Chinese Kung fu style and a form of self-defense