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The roar thundered throughout the world!

The waves of cold and intimidating “die” sounds fell quiet for a moment, as if a boat were beating against the surging tides!

Everybody widened their eyes with shock and fury!

All the Rain Clan gods glared at the young human, outraged since an inferior creature had been bold enough to yell at them.

The purple-haired elder man was also shocked, as he had initially been concerned, thinking that Su Ping would be unable to withstand the Rain Clan’s pressure without his protection. Still, it turned out that he had worried over nothing, since the young man’s mind was stronger than expected.

No wonder the guy had dared to kill a prince publicly. How couldn’t he be courageous enough if he was a special genius?

“You’re asking to be killed!”

Coldness darted out of Emperor Ye’s eyes. He snorted, and his aura surged towards Su Ping like a landslide.

The purple-haired senior became stern as he tried to block. However, the Rain Emperor suddenly unleashed a scorching aura that separated him from Su Ping.

Although they still seemed to be right next to each other, they were actually hundreds of millions of kilometers apart.

“Are you really going to take advantage of the weak?” demanded the purple-haired elder with an angry tone.

There was no response. Emperor Ye simply stared at Su Ping coldly; even the Major Gods would have trembled before such aura.

“Is this what the high-ranked gods are capable of?” said Su Ping, looking back at his attacker with sharp eyes.

He didn’t budge in the slightest; the substantial pressure didn’t make him lower his head. Shrieks of Golden Crows were vaguely echoing inside his body, while his deity aura circulated. His bones made cracking noises, but the pressure didn’t make his body collapse.

Emperor Ye’s eyes were cold, obviously not expecting the brat to endure the bashing. He knew that Prince Mo Feng’s killer was excellent on his level, but Su Ping’s performance was still beyond what he had anticipated.

This brat must be killed!

“He shall be executed for insulting Emperor Ye!”

“Slay him and burn his soul for 90,000 years! Let him repent for all of eternity!”

“Make him go down on his knees. Kill him!”

All Rain Clan members were enraged by Su Ping’s arrogance; their roars surrounded Su Ping like tides.

The roars grew in intensity, but Su Ping remained unfazed; they were nothing but willow leaves brushing his face.

Su Ping couldn’t help but chuckle as he listened to their claims.

“Didn’t you say that I was an arrogant and rude thief?

“Who can be more arrogant than you?”

Coldness burst out of Su Ping’s eyes as he stared at the gods around him. “You’re so condescending… You think I’m being rude because I won’t speak to you while on my knees? Unfortunately for you, being the human being that I am, I will live and die standing. Gods are nothing but creatures born with slightly above-average strength!

“Even though you’re born gods, so what? You’d be trampled under my feet if you’re at my level!

“You cannot even compare to a mortal!”

Su Ping’s voice was quite piercing. Everybody heard him clearly.

In the distance—the chained humans floating in the void raised their heads and looked at the young man surrounded by gods.

It seemed that flames burned on the young man’s body and in their eyes!

You cannot even compare to a mortal!

Such simple words struck into the gods’ hearts like nails and their expressions changed, including the purple-haired elder on Su Ping’s side. He was a high-ranked god too; however, he wasn’t enraged by that. Instead, he looked at the young man in shock, wondering what gave that youngster the courage to utter such words.

A human being!

Is he truly a human being?

“You shall be executed by spouting nonsense and despising gods!” the Rain Emperor announced coldly.

His words were a dead sentence for Su Ping.

They had planned to kill him under the pretext of a stolen ultimate treasure, but that was no longer necessary. Su Ping’s claims were already punishable by death!

The Archean Divinity was a world dominated by gods anyway!

How could such a lowly human be tolerated?

Nobody objected to the Rain Emperor’s decision. Furthermore, there were other gods watching outside the clan’s territory.

Those onlookers could only shake their heads, thinking that Su Ping was demented.

“You call me a thief, but you don’t have any evidence; you simply want to avenge your prince, don’t you?”

Su Ping wasn’t surprised by such a verdict; he stared at the man coldly and continued, “You accuse me of despising gods, while I only look down on those of the Rain Clan!

“Your prince was killed by me, and now you want to avenge him by twisting matters and calling me a thief. To think that even your clan master has taken part in a conflict of juniors; you captured that many humans as a means to make me show up. You are hilarious and pathetic. Am I wrong?”

He bellowed loudly, his voice thundering across the world.

Killing intent flashed across the Rain Emperor’s eyes. He waved a hand, and an old man wearing a golden robe showed up and looked down at Su Ping coldly. “Human bastard, you shall be executed for despising high-ranked gods!”

Su Ping burst into fury. “Is your clan master too scared to argue with me?”

The Rain Emperor said coldly, “You’re simply too insignificant for me to make a move. You don’t deserve an explanation either; you’re nothing more than an ant. Your reckless remark has sealed your race’s fate!”

Right after he spoke—the million humans in chains began to struggle, making the chains clatter; many of them even cried.

Some of them were angry. They knew that Su Ping hadn’t really done anything wrong; they simply glared at the Rain Emperor and the other Rain Clan experts with hatred.

However, a lot of them were terrified by their impending deaths.

Su Ping roared, “If you dare to touch them… I won’t spare the Rain Clan for the rest of my life!”

“Hilarious!”

The golden-robed elder shook his head with both disdain and disgust. For a human who was merely in the Celestial God State to humiliate the Rain Clan time and again. They wouldn’t be appeased even if he died 100,000 times.

The void around Su Ping was collapsing as he raised his hand. The young man’s life was about to be extinguished.

“Is none of the juniors among you bold enough to challenge me? Ask your juniors to come here if they have the balls. I’m going to kill everybody who dares to fight me!” roared Su Ping.

“Stop!” the purple-haired senior also roared. He was unleashing a purple aura as he tried to break free.

Meanwhile—a few figures suddenly appeared in the void, crushing the pressure inflicted upon Su Ping. Three more people approached the million prisoners. An astonishing sword aura burst out and almost cut the sky apart. The gods present had only seen the sword aura flashing, then the clattering chains.

The chains tying up the million human beings had fallen to pieces.

Three people appeared next to the million humans—one of them was tall and handsome, carrying a black, ancient sword on his back.

“Even though humans cannot compare to the high-ranked gods, we are not to be insulted or killed by anyone!” said the middle-aged man next to Su Ping with a casual tone.

He wore a feather crown and a long robe, looking quite elegant and graceful.

The Rain Clan Master seemed calm and unsurprised. He said indifferently, “Are you going to take those criminals away? Think carefully. All humans in this world will be banished and executed if you take them away!”

His voice was soft, but it was quite powerful.

The feather-crowned senior said casually, “What are they guilty of? I’d like to hear it. As to this little brother, you claim that he stole your ultimate treasure. Do you have any proof?”

“He should be executed for the single fact that he disrespected the high-ranked gods. It happened just now. Are you going to deny this too?” asked the Rain Emperor indifferently.

The feather-crowned powerhouse replied, “Is telling the truth disrespectful? The Rain Clan’s prince was killed by him in a fair duel, without need for surprises or trickery. He won fair and square… Is he to blame for your prince’s weakness?”

All the gods stomped in fury after hearing that.

It was so maddening!

The Rain Clan had always considered itself superior to other clans, yet one of its vassal races had repeatedly claimed it was weak. That was unacceptable!

Everybody’s faces were cold. A human killing the Rain Clan’s prince was a humiliation, and they had been disdained several times that day. Besides, the man was quite famous, and would surely tell others about it.

A young man stepped up with fury written all over his face. “Telling the truth? This brat just said that he’ll kill any of his peers should they dare to fight him, didn’t he? Let me try him!”

Both the Rain Emperor and Emperor Ye were giving cold and silent gazes at the human experts who had just shown up. It was clear that they had given permission for the fights.

The feather-crowned senior frowned and stared at the young god before he said coldly, “If I remember correctly, you’re one of the strongest members of the Rain Clan in your generation, right? You nearly made it to the Chaos Talents Rank.”

“Why? Are you scared?”

The young person sneered and continued, “Do you really think there are no strong contenders in the Rain Clan? I’m not a prince, just a regular clan member. I’ll teach you a lesson today; the Archean Divinity is a territory of gods!”

He simply strode towards Su Ping after making his loud claims.

The middle-aged man with a feather crown had a grim face. He was about to say something, but Su Ping had already stepped in. “Good. The battle won’t stop until one of us dies. Do you dare?”

The middle-aged human gazed at Su Ping, knowing that the latter had slain a prince; however, while that contender wasn’t a prince, he was certainly not ordinary.

There could have been many reasons why he didn’t become a prince, such as conflicts between factions, or his own potential.

Princes would have a greater potential; it was just that the slain prince hadn’t fully activated his potential yet.

The approaching god was different. He had indeed failed in becoming a prince, but he was no weaker than the princes who rose later on.

To some extent, he could be referred to as a former prince!

“You’re truly asking to be killed!”

The young person laughed and revealed his aura. He then added, “Don’t say that I’m taking advantage of you. I’m a level stronger than you, but you’ve grasped small worlds too; such a level gap is not really important. I might even be forgiving if you kowtow 9,000 thousand times, beg for mercy and admit to your unscrupulous acts.”

“You won’t be the first Star Lord that I’ve killed,” said Su Ping coldly.

“What?” The young person raised his eyebrows, confused by the “Star Lord” term used.

Su Ping ignored the young god, then looked at the Rain Emperor, Emperor Ye and the other gods present. “Are you sure you won’t intervene even if I kill him?”

The Rain Clan gods were incensed by his taunt; some even laughed in disdain.

The Rain Emperor was indifferent, obviously uninterested in answering Su Ping’s question.

Emperor Ye was the same; they were too proud to talk to Su Ping.

The golden-robed old man sneered and replied, “If you’re asking to be killed, we’ll naturally oblige. Anyone dares offer you help and they die!”

The feather-crowned senior snorted and ignored the threat. He then turned around and looked at Su Ping while frowning, not knowing why the latter was that confident; still, it was pointless to talk further at that point.

In any case, he had only gone there to rescue Su Ping, a rare genius among humans. Although he didn’t find Su Ping’s identity anywhere, he was still willing to rescue him. He would have to give up if Su Ping got himself killed, though, and focus his efforts on rescuing others; after all, there were a million cultivators and innocent civilians who had been confined by the Rain Clan.

“Come on. I’ll crush your bones into pieces!”

The young man’s eyes were scary; golden divine power swept out of his body.

Three small worlds were manifested behind him!

He had triple small worlds!

“I heard that you displayed double small worlds when you killed Mo Feng. Alas, your doon is at hand, even if you have triple small worlds right now!”

The young man suddenly charged at Su Ping, boiling killing intent in his eyes.

He moved as quickly as an illusion, making the best use of laws and his own strength.

It was all thanks to his upbringing as a top genius in such a big clan; he had access to a lot of the top secret techniques his clan had collected over the years.

Fast!

The young man approached Su Ping like a flash. It was difficult to tear space apart and flash when fighting enemies on the same level. That was when one’s control of physical strength mattered.

Dazzling flames arose on the young man’s hand, slashing brutally at Su Ping’s neck like a saber, burning and twisting the void. The perfect law of fire was unimaginably powerful after being enhanced three times.

Exactly at that moment—his body shook, then was suddenly flung back. He flew more than a hundred meters, then exploded, turning into a rain of golden blood.