Chapter 565: Chapter 563 Mutou’s Fierce Battle Record
In the pitch-black universe.
Mutou was swiftly carrying Wang Hao and Little White.
“Roar, you little bastard, let’s see where you can run.”
Just then, the furious roar of Chu Shengxiong erupted.
Wang Hao looked back and saw an old man with white hair exuding a terrifying aura, fiercely pursuing him.
“Fuck, what’s with this old guy, did he down an aphrodisiac or sothing!? Chasing after with such ferocity.” Wang Hao was terrified; after all, this was a Divine Realm powerhouse, soone who could take his life with a simple flick of the finger.
Wasting a Resurrection Golden Coin on such a person was not worth it.
Mutou frowned and said, “This Chu Shengxiong has burned another fifty thousand years of life span, tripling his combat power yet again, and he has forcefully escaped the Heaven Punishing Array despite severe injuries, he’s truly risking it all!”
Wang Hao huffed, “What the hell are the Heavenly Saint Divine Race and the Immortal Second Palace doing? With such a powerful array like the Heaven Punishing Array, they couldn’t even trap one person, do they really want , a righteous savior, to die a wrongful death before they’re happy!?”
Mutou twitched his eyes, utterly speechless at Wang Hao’s bizarre logic.
You killed his grandson, how could he not seek revenge on you!?
Besides, considering the talent Chu Tianxuan displayed, he was clearly a successor being grood by the Heavenly Saint Divine Race, and the apple of Chu Shengxiong’s eye, his precious treasure.
Now that treasure had been utterly destroyed by Wang Hao; it would be genuinely eerie if Chu Shengxiong didn’t co for him with a vengeance.
“You wooden figure ahead, stop imdiately, or once I catch you, you will undoubtedly die…” threatened Chu Shengxiong with a cold voice.
Mutou’s brows twisted; he hated being threatened, especially by those who used to be no more significant than ants in his presence.
Wang Hao glanced at Mutou and noticed his extrely ugly expression.
But that made sense, given Mutou’s claim of once being a being above the Divine Realm. Being threatened by Chu Shengxiong, a current Divine Realm powerhouse, would indeed be hard to stomach.
Even if Chu Shengxiong was from the Divine Race with strength far surpassing those at the sa level, he was nothing compared to the Mutou of the past.
Mutou coldly stated, “Scram, don’t force to act!”
Wang Hao imdiately perked up, really wanting to see just how strong Mutou would be when unleashing his full power.
Chu Shengxiong scoffed, “A dead man hiding in wood, barely clinging to life, dares to tell , Chu Shengxiong, to scram, what are you?”
No sooner had he finished speaking than Mutou suddenly stopped, turned around, and gazed calmly at Chu Shengxiong as if staring at a dead man.
Chu Shengxiong felt a tremor in his heart, startled by Mutou’s tranquil gaze. After all, this wooden figure was an ancient powerhouse, who knows what unfathomable skills he possessed!?
Mutou spoke indifferently, “Back in the day, I personally killed over a hundred billion creatures, more than thirty thousand from the Divine Race, and five ancient gods, all of whom were given the chance to choose how to die. Now, it’s your turn to choose.”
Chu Shengxiong’s face turned pale, sensing he might have antagonized a being he should never have provoked.
Over a hundred billion creatures!
More than thirty thousand Divine Race beings!
Five ancient gods!
Such a formidable combat record was beyond imagination; just what kind of realm had this wooden figure reached back then!?
Wang Hao and Little White looked up at Mutou with eyes brimming with admiration, captivated by his calm yet commanding tone.
At the sa ti, their curiosity about Mutou’s identity grew stronger than ever; such astonishing feats of battle ant he could not possibly be a nobody.
Chu Shengxiong quickly bowed respectfully, “The younger generation was blind and has offended the senior, please do not take offense.”
Mutou still said indifferently, “Make your choice, quickly!”
Chu Shengxiong, scared into a cold sweat, hastily begged for rcy, “Please forgive , Senior. I never ant to offend you, I was just anxious to avenge my grandson.”
Mutou glanced at Chu Shengxiong and asked softly, “Your na is Chu Shengxiong, do you know Chu Tianba?”
Chu Shengxiong’s pupils shrank suddenly, and a drop of sweat slowly trickled down from his forehead.
If he rembered correctly, Chu Tianba was a figure from the Ancient Era, and the strongest talent in the history of their Heavenly Saint Divine Race.
He had advanced the Reincarnation Hell to an unprecedented Realm, it seed to be called sothing like the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
Even the gods of the Ancients were only fated to be killed in the face of this Divine Skill.
Regrettably, since Chu Tianba’s disappearance, no one in their Heavenly Saint Divine Race had been able to grasp the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
“Could it be that Senior is our Heavenly Saint Divine Race’s forefather, Chu Tianba!?” Chu Shengxiong ventured.
“I am not Chu Tianba; I am just soone who wants to take revenge on him.” Mutou shook his head, and a glint of cold light flashed in his eyes, shooting straight towards Chu Shengxiong.
Chu Shengxiong was so frightened that he kept retreating, cursing Mutou over and over in his heart.
Damn it all, he’s not following any common sense; who takes revenge after millions of years have passed!?
Mutou slowly raised his hand, “My patience has run out. Since you won’t choose, I’ll make the choice for you.”
A fierce light flashed in Chu Shengxiong’s eyes, and since Mutou was set on killing him, he could not just wait to die.
Besides, he really did not believe that a person who had lost their body could retain the sa level of strength as before.
“Take this, Hell Reincarnation!”
Chu Shengxiong ford a hand sign, planning to strike first for once.
“Too late. You can’t even tell that I was stalling.” Mutou shook his head and said softly, “You’re really a pig!”
No sooner had the words fallen than a strange energy appeared in the universe, quickly enveloping Chu Shengxiong.
Chu Shengxiong’s face changed drastically as he cried out in terror, “This is the Great Prophecy Skill, you are…”
Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Shengxiong disappeared, and in his place, a cute little pig floated in the midst of the universe.
Wang Hao and Little White were utterly dumbfounded, goddamn, this has to be a joke!
A single sentence had turned a Divine Realm powerhouse, and what’s more, a Divine Race Divine Realm powerhouse, into a pig.
How arrogant is this Great Prophecy Skill!?
Wang Hao couldn’t help but ask, “What is this Great Prophecy Skill? A Divine Skill?”
“It’s not!” Mutou shook his head, “The Great Prophecy Skill is just a martial arts technique.”
“A martial arts technique!?” Wang Hao and Little White exclaid in surprise, feeling that Mutou was joking. With such an impressive effect, how could it possibly be a martial arts technique!?
Mutou explained, “In the Ancient Era, ordinary people could only cultivate martial arts techniques. However, when so martial arts techniques were cultivated to the extre, their effects were no less than Divine Skills, and they could even completely outclass Divine Skills without any trouble.”
“No way!?” Wang Hao was sowhat incredulous.
Mutou shook his head with a wry smile, “You really are bewildered by the situation. Haven’t you noticed that the martial arts technique where you flip the middle finger to make people angry has an enormous potential?”
Wang Hao was taken aback, feeling that Mutou was quite right. So skills, if used properly, could indeed break through Divine Skills without any issues.
For instance, he had used sheer shalessness to break through the ntal torture of the Golden Reincarnation, and had also successfully returned using heartfelt connection…
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