Chapter 579: Chapter 577: Drama King Possession (Third Update)
In Hell.
“Wuu wuu…”
Wang Hao opened his mouth wide, crying.
But it was all thunder with no rain, giving off a rather exaggerated vibe.
Little White and Zhao Yiling, their heads bowed down, stepped back two paces with a look that said, “I’m not familiar with Wang Hao.”
The faces of the five Divine Race mbers turned completely dark. This brat Wang Hao was just as despicable, shaless, cunning, and treacherous as the rumors suggested…
It was clear this was their Heavenly Saint Divine Race’s own ancestor, so what did he have to do with them!?
Yet, this bastard had the nerve to falsely claim relations and to sar their Heavenly Saint Divine Race’s na. It really felt like they had been screwed over by a dog.
“How dare you!” roared that supre voice. “Not only do you fail to nurture a super talent within the clan, you send people to kill him with the intent of assisting your own grandson’s rise to power. Totally outrageous, it angers to death…”
The five Divine Race mbers were shocked and hurriedly tried to explain, “Ancestor, this youngster is despicable and treacherous. You mustn’t listen to his nonsense…”
Before they could finish, an enormous palm, as though hiding the sky and covering the earth, descended suddenly from the heavens and slapped violently towards the five Divine Race experts.
“Did you really think I couldn’t see that this brat is shaless? But that is absolutely no reason for you to hunt him down and commit fratricide,” the supre voice rebuked angrily.
Wang Hao instantly beca displeased, cursing in his heart, “You’re the shaless one; your whole family is shaless!”
“Boom boom boom…”
The next second, the giant palm struck the ground, causing the entire Hell to shake violently.
And the five Divine Race strongn were slamd into the earth by that slap.
Seeing this scene, Wang Hao felt a sudden surge of ecstasy, even more refreshing than drinking Sprite on a hot June day, leaving him feeling elevated and cool to the core.
Ling Xiao was convinced. Wang Hao’s reputation as a supre troublemaker was well-earned; wherever he went, chaos followed.
“Ancestor, please calm your anger. Things are not as you imagine…” The five Divine Race mbers, scared out of their wits, crawled out from the ground begging for rcy.
Though they didn’t know who this ancestor was, a single slap had disoriented them so thoroughly that they could imagine the terror of his power.
If their attitudes weren’t proper, next ti it wouldn’t be just a slap.
Wang Hao’s lips curled slightly, and he quickly cried out, “Ancestor, don’t bla them. They were just following orders.”
“What a good child. Even when wronged, he thinks of others,” the supre voice said with satisfaction. “Then fine, I will listen to you and not punish them.”
The five Divine Race mbers felt as if they had just swallowed a fly — total disgust.
Damn it!
Addicted to acting much, are we!?
And just what is up with this ancestor?!
Knowing full well that Wang Hao is a shaless bastard, why still be so biased toward him?
One of the Divine Race strongn, filled with anger, stepped forward, determined to expose Wang Hao’s lies.
“Ancestor, this man is not one of our Heavenly Saint Divine Race, he even killed our…”
“Thud…”
Before the voice had trailed off, a gigantic palm descended from the sky once again, and with one slap, the Divine Race powerhouse who had just spoken was sent flying, his whereabouts unknown.
“Pretending and babbling nonsense in front of this old man?” The supre voice snorted coldly, “If he is not from the Heavenly Saint Divine Race, then how could he have experienced Hell Reincarnation? And how did he comprehend the Ghost Path Divine Skills, becoming a nace?!”
The remaining four Divine Race mbers wanted to cry but had no tears to shed. Who the hell knows why?!
But they really weren’t lying; Wang Hao was truly not one of their Heavenly Saint Divine Race. He was a wanted criminal of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race!
“This old man has cultivated in the Six Paths for a million years, yet look at how low you all have fallen!” The supre voice rang out again, rebuking them, “The child just pleaded on your behalf, and not only do you show no gratitude, but you also turn around and slander him, throwing dirt on his na. Do you really think this old man is senile and easy to fool?!”
The remaining four Divine Race mbers felt like running away in tears. It was clearly Wang Hao blabbering nonsense; what did they have to do with it?!
Ling Xiao and the rest were utterly convinced. From a fugitive of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race, he had suddenly beco the darling of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race’s Clan Leader—an ability few possessed.
The remaining four Divine Race mbers weakly said, “Ancestor, this person… he killed the Clan Leader’s grandson…”
“Killed a clansman?!” The supre voice suddenly turned ice cold.
Wang Hao raised his eyebrows. What was the aning of this?! Was the Heavenly Saint Divine Race’s Ancestor really about to administer justice?!
At this thought, Wang Hao lay face down on the ground, wailing painfully, “I killed the Clan Leader’s grandson, I killed my fellow clansman, I am in such pain, truly in so much pain… If only I hadn’t comprehended the Ghost Path Divine Skills, none of this would have happened. It’s all my fault, my fault…”
Ling Xiao was astonished. This fellow was simply a drama king—could his expressions be any more exaggerated?!
The remaining four had their faces turn completely dark, feeling that Wang Hao had reached an unparalleled level of shalessness.
While he proclaid his anguish, a careful listener would notice.
He was shifting all responsibility onto others, painting himself as a disadvantaged and passive victim.
And the ssage was clear—he killed purely in self-defense, and if anyone was to be blad, it should be those envious of his Talent.
But what infuriated them the most was, what did his occasional chuckling an?!
Little White and Zhao Yiling walked off to the side, holding hands and discussing their usual beauty and maintenance routines.
Clearly, they’d rather make friends than bear witness to Wang Hao’s flamboyant performance.
Little White sat to the side, thoroughly enjoying Wang Hao’s act, thinking that if only he had a carrot, life would be perfect.
The supre voice rang out again, “Child, you can’t be wholly blad for this, and there’s no need for such self-reproach. From now on, with the Ancestor here, no one will dare to bully you…”
As soon as the voice faded, the remaining four Divine Race mbers went completely insane.
Did the Ancestor actually believe Wang Hao’s tall tales? Could it be that the old man had beco senile?!
But upon further reflection, they realized that if they were in the Ancestor’s position, they’d probably also stand unhesitatingly with Wang Hao.
Because from the Ancestor’s words, one could tell—Wang Hao was the only one in a million years who had taken Hell Reincarnation to such a level, a nace.
Just for that alone, he most certainly deserved so partiality from the Ancestor.
Thinking this, the four Divine Race mbers began to wildly speculate—could Wang Hao actually be the wild seed they left outside, no, a mber of their own clan?
Otherwise, the Ghost Path Divine Skills would be unexplainable!
The four exchanged glances, deciding to go back and thoroughly investigate who had sown the seeds outside.
If it was indeed soone from their Heavenly Saint Divine Race, regardless of how shaless Wang Hao was, they would have to take him back to the clan and cultivate him carefully.
Because the boy’s Talent was simply too formidable to be ignored…
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