The Hero of a Cool Novel? I, the Villain, Will Kill You!

134: I’ve embarrassed myself at my grandma’s house.The God Race beings that Divine Lord Gu brought remained indifferent; some even showed glee in their eyes and had no intention of acting.

”What are you all standing around for?! I am your Divine Lord! Quickly, help me kill this slut!” he roared furiously at his subordinates on the other boats, his voice trembling from the intense pain and humiliation. However, it was useless.

His shouts at this moment seemed so pale and powerless.

Those of the God Race merely responded with indifference, their voices uniform, as if pre-rehearsed:

”Divine Lord Gu, private duels are forbidden during the Hongmeng Empress’s Dao Discussion Conference! Violators will be severely punished!”

”We will not intervene. You should... take a few more lashes and learn your lesson!”

The aloofness and indifference in their tone plunged Divine Lord Gu into complete despair.

His teeth ground together, his fingernails dug deep into his palms, and blood seeped from between his fingers, yet it did nothing to alleviate the humiliation in his heart.

Once upon a time, these subordinates would bow and scrape before him.

Now, they coldly watched him suffer humiliation. This contrast pierced his heart like a venomous thorn.

”Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!”

As the uniform voices faded.

Those God Race beings actually urged their warships forward in unison, quickly flashing further into the Void Realm, completely drawing a line and adopting a posture of pure spectating.

Some even deliberately used Divine Ability to project the scene here.

Divine Lord Gu’s disheveled appearance was clearly projected into the Void Realm for all in the Nine Heavens Divine Domain to enjoy.

”Hehehe, Yuerou!”

”Your strength is still not fierce enough. It would be best to whip him until his Divine Soul is extinguished, never to be reincarnated.”

Wang Qing, on the other hand, was happy to watch the show, casually summoning a luxurious rocking chair and sitting down comfortably.

He even took out a mysterious fruit to taste, as if enjoying a splendid performance.

Gui Xu Demon Lord stood nearby, bowing slightly, still with no intention of acting, merely ensuring that no one could disturb his master’s enjoyment.

Mu Yuerou understood, a cruel sneer playing on her lips, completely unlike her demeanor when she was in Wang Qing’s arms.

Her wrist flicked, and hundreds of lashes rained down like a sudden storm, the whip shadows like black venomous snakes, completely engulfing Divine Lord Gu.

Divine Lord Gu had long lost the power to resist, only able to curl up on the deck like a dead dog, emitting incoherent wails.

Each lash was accompanied by the erosion of Dao, not only tearing his Physical Body but also scorching his Divine Soul.

He tried to circulate Divine Power to resist but found that all the acupoints around his body had been sealed by Devilish Qi, making even self-detonation a luxury.

This complete sense of powerlessness made him wish he could die immediately.

Every lash shattered his dignity and extinguished all his illusions.

He remembered that he was once the supreme Divine Lord of the Nine Heavens Divine Clan, worshipped by all beings, but now he was reduced to a laughingstock in everyone’s eyes.

Especially Mu Yuerou, this woman he once regarded as an ant.

Now, she was using a mysterious demonic whip to torment him in return. This irony almost drove him mad.

His frustration, anger, and unwillingness ultimately transformed into desperate whimpers, echoing in the cold Void Realm.

Bloody tears mixed with sweat streamed from the corners of his eyes. He stared fixedly at the deck’s patterns, wishing he could burrow into the ground to escape the suffocating gaze.

Although Fang Lan and Divine Lord Gu’s other female companions showed reluctance in their eyes, they were controlled by the Demon Race beings and could not help even if they wanted to.

They turned their heads away, unable to bear watching further. This subtle action, however, pierced Divine Lord Gu’s last mental defense like a sharp knife.

If even his closest people couldn’t protect him, what kind of Divine Lord was he?

”Wang Qing, what you’re doing is going too far, isn’t it?”

Suddenly, a cold voice came from the distant horizon.

Immediately after.

The sky was torn open by a large hand.

Yi Tianguang and Chu Daoren appeared with a group of God Race members, landing on a boat far away.

They both looked indifferently at Divine Lord Gu, who had been whipped into a dead dog, but did not intervene. Instead, they stared intently at Wang Qing.

”Heh heh, you two took advantage of Divine Lord Gu’s absence to annex the Nine Heavens Divine Clan, and you still have the nerve to say I’m going too far?”

Wang Qing mocked Yi Tianguang and Chu Daoren, then turned his gaze to Mu Yuerou, calmly instructing:

”Yuerou, extract Divine Lord Gu’s soul and use it as a lamp.”

”Alright!” Mu Yuerou smiled back, increasing the force of the leather whip in her hand.

”Bang!”

A sonic boom echoed through space.

”Ah!”

”Mu Yuerou, you slut, if this Divine Lord doesn’t die, I will make you pay!”

Divine Lord Gu’s transcendent stage two strength had been completely suppressed; he couldn’t even resist.

He felt his Divine Soul being slowly extracted by the whip shadows, this gradual torture more agonizing than direct death.

He struggled desperately, but couldn’t even lift a finger, only watching helplessly as the foundation of his Origin Dao began to crumble.

If not for his special Physique, he would have probably already collapsed his Physical Body and died beyond revival by now.

Although transcendent beings are difficult to kill, with the natural Realm suppression, even if they don’t die, they’ll lose a layer of skin.

”Your mouth is still as foul, I’ll whip you to death!”

Mu Yuerou’s fiery temper was ignited, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of lashes fell.

Each lash precisely struck Divine Lord Gu’s Divine Soul nodes.

Making him convulse in pain, unable to even let out a complete scream, only gasping sounds from his throat.

Divine Lord Gu was taking in more Qi than he was expelling, his flesh was mangled, and he was on the verge of death.

His consciousness began to blur, past glorious scenes flashing back in his mind, intertwined with the current misery, forming the cruelest contrast.

He hated so much, hated his underestimation of the enemy, hated his subordinates’ betrayal, and even more hated Wang Qing’s viciousness... But all the hatred at this moment turned into endless frustration... He couldn’t even utter a complete curse!

”Family Head Mu, stop!”

An invisible force instantly swept Divine Lord Gu from the deck, disappearing into the distant horizon in an instant.

The newcomer was a middle-aged Daoist in a robe, holding a horsetail whisk, coldly scanning Wang Qing and Mu Yuerou.

”Daoist Taibai?”

Yi Tianguang and Chu Daoren exchanged glances, both seeing surprise in each other’s eyes.

Wang Qing’s eyes narrowed into slits. He took a step and came to Mu Yuerou’s side, watching Divine Lord Gu being rescued and his injuries being restored as an afterthought.

Divine Lord Gu reluctantly opened his swollen eyes, just meeting Wang Qing’s playful gaze.

That look seemed to say: ”You got lucky this time, but do you think you can escape?”

This blatant contempt made Divine Lord Gu’s face, which had just regained a trace of color, turn pale again.

”Daoist Taibai, are you here to die?!”

His words were very cold.

If not for the Dao Discussion Conference, where the will of the Nine Heavens protected all beings on the path to transcendence, he would definitely have Shen Shiyao kill Daoist Taibai.

”Wang Qing, I, the poor Daoist, have calculated that today is not the best time for battle.”

”You will not continue to have such smooth sailing. After the Dao Discussion ends, someone will naturally deal with you.”

Daoist Taibai shook his head, and with the weakened Divine Lord Gu, he tore through space and was about to leave.

But Divine Lord Gu suddenly spoke, ”Fellow Daoist Taibai, help... help me save them.”

His voice was hoarse like a broken gong, every word he spoke pulling at all his wounds.

At this moment, he was in immense pain, but what hurt more was his heart.

A dignified Divine Lord, having to beg others for help like a beggar.

”Save them, and I owe you a favor. Afterwards, I will tell you all the information about the Son of Dao.”

He struggled to move his lips, reaching out to point at the beautiful women tied up on the demonic boat.