King Tuer's face darkened at Redmoon God-King's rebuke. He said coldly, "I'm not trying to steal Ian Song's treasure. I'm offering a God-King artifact in exchange. What do you say, Ian? In the God-Demon Corps, I have some influence. If you trade me the Sacred Mountain, I'll look out for you. You'll have smooth sailing in the Corps!"
Heh." Ian Song chuckled.
"So you're agreeing?" King Tuer asked with a smile.
Agree with your ass!
Ian jabbed his finger at King Tuer and let loose: "I've seen plenty of shameless people, but you're on a whole other level! I risked my neck to drag your wrinkled old carcass out, and instead of being grateful, you want to rob me? Hell, even a dog would wag its tail if I saved it, but you? You're a damn white-eyed wolf—forget repaying kindness, you just bite the hand that feeds you!
You little punk, shut your damn mouth!
King Tuer's face turned livid at Ian Song's rapid-fire insults. His eyes flashed with cold light and murderous intent—he wanted nothing more than to crush Ian with his palm right then and there.
Ian Song wasn't the least bit afraid of the furious King Tuer. His face was full of mockery as he continued, "Oh, did I hit a sore spot? I thought someone as thick-skinned as you couldn't get angry. Turns out you can—how rare!"
At this point, Ian Song's expression darkened and he shouted, "If you know what shame is, why do you keep doing shameless things?"
Kaboom!
King Tuer nearly blew a gasket.
You little mutt, are you tired of living?
With a furious roar, King Tuer swung his palm down at Ian, the intent clear—he wanted to squash him like a bug.
Hmph!
With a cold snort, Redmoon God-King, already on guard, appeared in front of Ian Song and met King Tuer's palm with her own.
Boom!
The two palms collided in midair. Even without using their full Dao power, the surrounding void was instantly shattered, turning into a black hole.
Both sides staggered back.
Redmoon God-King retreated five steps, while King Tuer actually retreated three.
You—!
King Tuer stared at Redmoon God-King in shock and suspicion. "You actually reached the peak of mid-stage God-King!"
Why not?
Redmoon God-King unleashed her aura—sure enough, she was at the peak of mid-stage God-King.
Ian Song had been shoving Origin Source Power into her like it was free. How could her cultivation not rise? If she hadn't been holding back, she'd already be upper-stage God-King. Even now, her strength was basically on par with King Tuer, an old-school upper-stage God-King.
"Well, well, I never thought you'd been hiding this deep!" King Tuer snorted coldly, his face growing more and more twisted. The other six God-Kings from the God-Demon Corps all looked wary, ready to jump in at his command.
King Tuer, take your people and get off my Sacred Mountain. Letting someone like you stay here is an insult to this treasure!" Ian Song spoke up again.
Ian Song, watch your mouth! You're part of the God-Demon Corps too!
One of the God-Kings shouted angrily.
Ian curled his lip. "So what? Just because I'm in the God-Demon Corps, does that mean I have to roll over and let you God-Kings stomp all over me? Not a chance. I'll give you ten breaths to get lost—after that, don't blame me for what happens next!
The God-King was practically about to explode with rage.
The next moment, King Tuer's gaze landed on Snowsun God-King. "Brother Skye, I don't need you to side with me—just stay neutral."
Silverwing God-King's expression changed slightly. He realized King Tuer was about to flip the table.
Sorry, Brother Tuer, but I'm standing with Ian Song!
Snowsun God-King shook his head and walked over to Ian Song's side.
Ian burst out laughing. "Haha! Uncle Skye, you’ve got guts! I knew I could count on you. Not like some people here—real backstabbing wolves!
Good! Very good! Haha!
King Tuer laughed in fury. "Brother Skye, you brought this on yourself. Since that's how it is, I'll just deal with all of you today!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two figures stepped out of King Tuer's body—they were his divine-spirit avatars.
One was early mid-stage God-King.
One was late lower-stage God-King.
What started as three versus seven instantly became three versus nine.
Hmph!
Redmoon God-King snorted coldly and sent out one of her divine-spirit avatars.
Then Silverwing God-King released one avatar, and Snowsun God-King sighed, letting two more God-King avatars step out from his body—both mid lower-stage God-King.
"Damn, Snowsun God-King was hiding his cards deep!" Ian blurted in surprise.
Three versus nine instantly turned into seven versus nine.
"Wait, there's one more!"
Ian Song released Redmoon God-King's second divine-spirit avatar, making it eight versus nine.
"Heh, honestly, there's no need to fight."
Ian Song's voice rang out again. Then, the Sacred Mountain suddenly returned to its true size, turning into a real divine peak. A huge array network flared up, instantly enveloping King Tuer and his crew.
"Idiots, did you really think I'd show off a treasure like this without having some tricks up my sleeve?" Ian Song sneered at King Tuer and the others.
You sneaky little rat, you’ve got a death wish!
King Tuer, fuming, slammed his palm at the massive array in front of him.
But Ian Song just gave a weird little smile.
The Chaos Sun Sect produced God Emperors. The Sacred Mountain was their sect gate. You think the arrays carved on it are simple?
Even Ian Song couldn't fully decipher them yet—he could only control them using the stone heart.
Boom!
King Tuer smashed his palm into the array with a thunderous crash.
And then...
Tragedy struck.
A giant black beam tore out from the array and blasted King Tuer head-on.
Boom!
King Tuer was sent flying, crashed to the ground, and coughed up blood nonstop. His face went slack.
Brother Tuer!
The other God-Kings saw this and their faces changed dramatically.
Kill them all!
Just then, Ian's eyes flashed cold. With a flick of his mind, eight more black beams ripped through the air.
Those beams were lightning-fast—everyone, including King Tuer's avatars, got nailed.
In an instant.
The God-Kings were sent flying—some knocked out cold, others coughing up blood and barely clinging to life.
Snowsun God-King looked relieved. Good thing he hadn't sided with King Tuer, or he'd be one of the ones getting blasted by those black beams.
Of course, after all the favors he'd gotten from Ian Song, there was no way he'd stand with King Tuer anyway.
Thinking about it, he felt a bit complicated inside. A mid-level Celestial God had just played a bunch of God-Kings like puppets.
Little brother, what do you plan to do with them?
Redmoon God-King's eyes flashed with killing intent.
Ian Song grinned. "Heh, I'm still studying the arrays, and I need plenty of people to test them out. They're just perfect for the job!" These God-Kings were all seriously injured and no longer a threat.