Volume Two: The Bandit Life, Chapter Seventy-Three: A New Understanding

Brother Li Yang, are you alright! Qin Shuang hurriedly supported Li Yang, who was on the verge of falling.

No... I am fine. Sweat was dripping down Li Yang's forehead as he forced a bitter smile and said, Xiaoshuang, the rest of the mission is up to you now. That last strike of mine almost exhausted all my strength.

I know, Brother Li Yang. That was more than enough. Leave the rest to me and Ziyan. Qin Shuang looked around at the thousands of Heavenly Gods surrounding them, smiled with confidence, and then turned to Ziyan to ask, Ziyan, do you feel confident?

Ziyan did not speak. His answer was the nine purple flames that had already surged outward.

Within this spacetime dimensional grand array, other than having energy levels superior to Heavenly Gods, God Kings possessed no other advantages whatsoever. In fact, even the Heavenly Gods of the Water Pavilion of Heavens were able to perform short-range teleportation within this domain.

Hmph, a thousand Heavenly Gods are still more than enough to kill you all. Although the previous scene had shocked Wu Long as well, seeing Li Yang drained of his strength made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Such a tiny Purple Mystic Alliance actually possesses three supreme Grandmist spiritual treasures, and even more first-rate Grandmist spiritual treasures. But in a moment, all these items will belong to my Water Pavilion of Heavens. Wu Long was calculating eagerly in his mind, and this was the primary reason why he had taken the initiative to ambush and annihilate these twelve individuals.

Meanwhile, Hua Jianxiong and Zheng Qiu, leading their respective God Kings and Heavenly Gods, had already broken into Waters severed City, only to find themselves profoundly disappointed by everything inside.

Hmph, after all that fighting, there are only a few dozen God Kings and a few hundred Heavenly Gods. Could the Purple Mystic Alliance have left all their strength behind in Iron Flower City? Zheng Qiu said angrily.

The three hundred God Kings who had originally remained behind had already been taken by Qin Si into the Jiang Lan Realm. At the very last moment, Qin Si chose to abandon Waters severed City, preferring to keep these personnel for a surprise counter-attack.

That should not be the case. Their core commanders are those twelve individuals. Leaving all their subordinate God Kings completely behind in Iron Flower City would be no different from sending them to their deaths, Hua Jianxiong analyzed.

Then where are their God Kings? You surely do not believe the Purple Mystic Alliance possesses another spatial-type Grandmist spiritual treasure, do you? Zheng Qiu laughed. Even among spatial-type first-rate Grandmist spiritual treasures, very few can accommodate that many people. Spatial-type Grandmist spiritual treasures are extremely rare throughout the Grandmist Divine Realm. A spatial treasure capable of holding so many God Kings is even rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns. Although the Purple Mystic Alliance is famously wealthy, Zheng Qiu refused to believe they possessed such a formidable spatial spiritual treasure.

Nothing is absolute in this world. Would you have believed beforehand that Ruthless would die at the hands of a mere upper Heavenly God? Hua Jianxiong smiled faintly. However, since Waters severed City no longer holds any living souls, let it become a part of the Divine Realm's history.

Boom!

With continuous tremors as two thousand God Kings exerted their strength together, the entire Waters severed City was quickly reduced to ruins.

Boom, boom, boom!

In a vast and boundless space, three consecutive explosive sounds rang out, and the purple flames instantly dispersed. The Heavenly Gods could only scatter and flee in panic, much like mortals evading mortal fire. Even the slightest contact would result in severe injuries.

Ziyan... Qin Shuang muttered softly, feeling a deep sense of gratitude. This God King, whom his eldest brother had recruited through special means, was truly giving his all for the Purple Mystic Alliance. One had to know that every single avatar of Ziyan was cultivated through his own personal endeavor.

Over nine epochs, Ziyan, having already attained the realm of a God King, realized he could no longer advance further to become a Honored Master. Therefore, utilizing a special technique, he spent nine epochs cultivating eight avatars, and recently even comprehended the Laws of Time. One could say that the preciousness of each of his avatars was no less than that of a supreme Grandmist spiritual treasure. Yet, in this battle, Ziyan had self-destructed three of them all at once.

The terrifying effect brought about by the self-destruction of Ziyan's three avatars was devastating: out of nearly a thousand Heavenly Gods, several hundred perished instantly. Even the survivors were almost all injured, and many were swiftly dispatched as Qin Shuang charged forward wielding his Heaven-Battling Staff.

Eight thousand Heavenly Gods, wiped out entirely through Li Yang's initial wave of attacks, the fatal combination of Ziyan and Qin Shuang, the subsequent self-destruction of Ziyan's three avatars, and Qin Shuang's clean-up strikes—in just two rounds of combat, all eight thousand Heavenly Gods of the Water Pavilion of Heavens were completely slaughtered.

Heavenly Gods are still just Heavenly Gods. What does it matter even if they can teleport? After all, the energy within their bodies is vastly inferior. Ziyan did not seem to feel any heartache over the loss of his three avatars, maintaining his usual cold expression.

Heh, Wu Long, what other tricks do you have left? Li Yang half-sat on the ground, recovering as he spoke.

Clap, clap, clap. In the vast space, applause suddenly rang out. Not bad, not bad, truly impressive. If the Purple Mystic Alliance had been given time to develop slowly, perhaps it really could have become a major faction. It is just that you were too eager for quick success and instant benefits. Such an end was inevitable; destruction is your only fate.

Nonsense, your eight thousand Heavenly Gods are gone, yet you still dare to be so arrogant, Duan Shuai cursed angrily.

Haha, Sect Master Duan, you did not use to speak to the Water Pavilion of Heavens in such a tone, Wu Long laughed loudly.

Duan Shuai raised an eyebrow. In the Divine Realm, the strong are respected. In the past, you were powerful, so naturally I respected you. Now you are worth less than a fart, why should I respect you?

Good, very good. Since you still dare to be so sharp-tongued even within my world, the upcoming show is probably something you will not be able to stomach. Wu Long's voice grew fainter and fainter until it vanished completely. At the same time, from all directions, dozens of terrifyingly massive auras suddenly surged forth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * What inner space, what outer space—it turns out everything is so simple. Within Qin Si's sea of consciousness, a golden little figure suddenly smiled. Grandmist Space? Heh, it is merely a space with a higher concentration of energy. Whether it is the Grandmist Universe or the Linmeng Universe, both rely upon Grandmist Space, which gives rise to the distinction between inner space and outer space. To put it bluntly, one might as well say the Grandmist Universe is merely a part of Grandmist Space itself. In that case, everything that follows becomes much simpler.

Eh? Why are you all surrounding me? Qin Si suddenly opened his eyes to see Duan Shuai, Ping Tian, and Zhao Yongkui forming a triangular formation, enclosing him in the center.

Eldest Brother... You have finally woken up, Qin Shuang shouted with excitement, but in an instant, he noticed something different about Qin Si.

The gaze that usually radiated brilliant light was gone. Now, Qin Si's eyes appeared extremely restrained, or rather, somewhat hollow and vacant.

Heh, Xiaoshuang, I made you all worry. Qin Si smiled, his gaze still deeply vacant.

What are these auras surrounding us? Mere crawling bugs? Qin Si smiled bizarrely.

Hmph, today I will let you see for yourself how you die at the hands of these crawling bugs. Just as Qin Si finished speaking, dozens of figures had already surrounded them, and one of the God Kings said indignantly.

Fight them to the death! Ziyan made a move to charge forward again while speaking, and Qin Shuang also brandished his Profound Cyan Qi Staff, preparing for combat at any moment.

Stop! Stop! Qin Si suddenly shouted.

Alliance Master... Ziyan's words stopped at the tip of his tongue without continuing; the change in Qin Si's eyes left him somewhat at a loss.

You should measure your own strength before speaking, Qin Si said to the God King who had spoken earlier, before turning his gaze to Ziyan. Ziyan, you lost three avatars, did you not? Rest assured, I will surely compensate you.

Ziyan was stunned, completely failing to understand why Qin Si would bring this up at such a moment.

Spacetime dimensional grand array—what a laughable name. Ignoring everyone's astonishment, Qin Si smiled with disdain, and his figure shifted, instantly vanishing.

Teleportation... The word flashed instantly through everyone's minds. Within this spatial domain where both the Laws of Time and the Laws of Space were completely different from the Divine Realm, Qin Si, a newly advanced God King, was actually able to use teleportation!

Boom! An explosion rang out. The very same God King who had spoken moments ago burst apart all over and died on the spot. In the exact place where his body had been, a spinning black hole appeared, ruthlessly devouring the flesh and blood that burst forth after his death.

Qin Si's figure reappeared. He turned in a circle, his hollow gaze sweeping across the face of every single God King present. Those caught in Qin Si's gaze could not help but shiver as a bone-chilling cold erupted from the depths of their hearts—the sensation was precisely like facing an Honored Master.

Ignoring them entirely, Qin Si spoke toward an empty direction: Wu Long, if you still care about the lives of your five hundred and twelve God Kings, immediately withdraw this damned grand array. I will count down from three to two to one. If it is not withdrawn by then, do not blame me for being merciless.

He... How did he know my location? Wu Long's heart was shaken violently. According to reason, as long as one was not an Honored Master, this spacetime dimensional grand array should be absolutely impossible to break, yet Qin Si was undeniably a God King!

It must be a coincidence, it has to be, Wu Long comforted himself continuously in his mind, only to find that Qin Si's hollow gaze remained fixed unwaveringly in his direction, looking nothing like a bluff.

Let alone Wu Long, even Qin Shuang, Li Yang, Duan Shuai, and the others were utterly shocked, never expecting that in such a short span of time, Qin Si would undergo such a complete transformation.

Three... Qin Si turned serious, his voice carrying a chilling edge.

Wu Long swallowed hard, feeling somewhat at a loss.

Two... Barely a second later, Qin Si spoke again.

He is definitely bluffing. The spacetime dimensional grand array can never be broken by a mere God King! Wu Long's voice rang out with a hint of madness, and he immediately issued an order to his subordinates: Kill them, slaughter them all!

One... Qin Si extended both hands horizontally and said slowly, This was your own choice...

(To be continued)