"Speaking of this, it pisses me off. When I arrived, a building collapsed, and there were quite a few ordinary people inside. I just casually held it up. Then, as if by the devil's luck, another building on the other side collapsed too—so I held that one up as well. And guess what? A bunch of damn bugs came crawling out from the ground! This whole situation is just too terrifying!"

Wan Rentu opened his mouth slowly, his voice hoarse and deep, "I simply helped clean up a bit. Came late though."

What the hell is casually holding up two buildings?!

The crowd listened, utterly dumbfounded. How much strength does that even take?!

"Heh."

Lu Zijin rolled her eyes dramatically.

Chen Bojun chuckled, "What do you think of the Omega Sequence stationed at Black Cloud City Fort?"

Wan Rentu spit disdainfully from his elevated stance within the cabin, "A bunch of useless trash! Absolutely worthless! The Omega Sequence becomes more disappointing year after year. Coddled weaklings, pampered with soft skin and tender flesh. They can't even withstand my Slaughter Domain without pissing themselves in terror? And this is what they call the 'elite'? Bah! I beat up so-called 'elites' like them for breakfast!"

He scanned the area, precisely identifying each member of the Omega Sequence present.

"Hmm, this batch seems decent enough—at least no one's wet their trousers yet—but it's far from enough!"

Wan Rentu grinned maliciously, "In the future, all of you will represent humanity in fighting against the Ancient God Clan. The pressure of an Ancient God is tenfold, even a hundredfold stronger than mine! I don't give a damn how much honor or merit you've accumulated before, or which influential family supports you. Even if you're the President's granddaughter or the King of Qing's disciple, if you're not strong enough, you'd better keep your tail between your legs and behave! Do you hear me?!"

BOOM!

Faint thunder rumbled.

The terrifying pressure surged violently, almost condensing into something tangible.

No one spoke.

Under the crushing force of such immense pressure, their bodies were on the verge of being obliterated—they couldn't even manage a sound.

"What's the matter, spineless wimps? Scared speechless just by seeing me?"

Wan Rentu sneered savagely, "Little brats, if this were the Ancient God Clan you're facing, you'd already be dead! I know, some of you might be stewing in resentment right now, fantasizing about how to get back at me later. But I don't give a damn! In fact, I hope you can beat me to a pulp one day because that would mean you've grown strong enough to kill Ancient Gods."

He paused for a moment, "But for now, you're still far too weak. So remember well this face. I am your head instructor for the Omega Sequence. Until you can defeat me, you will address me respectfully as 'Lord Wan.' Got it?"

As one of the leaders of the three major factions, his arrogance was unmatched.

Even Ying Changsheng, despite the oppressive atmosphere, still stubbornly raised his head, forcibly keeping his expression under control.

Mu Qingyou's gaze glimmered with Sword Intent as she slowly straightened her back.

Li Hanting let out a cold snort, stubbornly refusing to let himself fall.

Suddenly, a black-haired young man took a leisurely sip of the last bit of his coffee, then stood up with an empty cup in hand. Calmly, he walked away—strolling as if he were in a garden, relaxed and refined, entirely unaffected by the situation.

Utterly ignoring everyone present.

The suffocating pressure that descended from above seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever.

"Hmm?"

Wan Rentu was genuinely shocked, his eyes popping wide open like giant bronze bells.

He was absolutely certain that his Slaughter Domain had enveloped that young man just now.

But the problem was—the domain didn't work on that brat at all!

"Old Chen, Old Lu, whose kid is this little punk?"

He shouted at the top of his lungs, "He doesn't take me... doesn't take his instructor seriously?"

Lu Zijin covered her face with her hand forcefully.

Chen Bojun sighed, "How should I even explain this?"

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By this time, Gu Jianlin had already left the West Port Forbidden Zone, walking along the roadside with an open umbrella.

The night was filled with torrential rain and the disaster of Gu Worms.

The streets were eerily empty—no cars to hail, not even a shared bike in sight.

So he had no choice but to walk home on foot.

"Why did you just leave?"

Moon Princess, sheltered under his umbrella, asked casually.

"My senior brother was there, so nothing major should happen. Though his personality is... particular."

Gu Jianlin replied thoughtfully, "But he's a good person. He's always looked after me, so there shouldn't be any issues."

Moon Princess pondered for a moment, "Really? Then you might want to take some time to learn about his reputation."

Gu Jianlin furrowed his brows, "What do you mean?"

Moon Princess explained faintly, "In this world, you might be the only person who would call him a 'good person.' As the King of Qing's foremost disciple, his reputation isn't exactly great. And his codename is... Demon. Even in the Dark World, such a codename is rare."

Gu Jianlin grew silent for a moment, "Is that so?"

In truth, the documents left by his father also described the King of Qing as a lunatic.

Apparently, the master-and-disciple pair weren't the most reputable individuals.

Not that it mattered.

He wasn't exactly swimming in good reputation himself.

This early in his career, he'd already earned the nickname "the chair-wielding murderer."

Gu Jianlin couldn't help it—smashing people with chairs was just more convenient. Besides, he didn't know any other combat techniques.

All he could rely on was brute strength, speed, and ruthless aggression.

Better aim for a one-hit kill.

"Here's a question."

Gu Jianlin suddenly spoke, "Why are you following me?"

Moon Princess glanced sideways at him, "I have a cleanliness obsession and hate getting rained on. Besides, I just saved your life and helped you find the secret room your father left behind. What's wrong with walking me home?"

Gu Jianlin raised an eyebrow, "Where's your home?"

Moon Princess's gaze suddenly turned sharp, "What do you mean? Has the Mao Sheng Liquid worn off yet?"

Gu Jianlin rubbed his face hard, "What I mean is, I'll walk you home now. If you feel unsafe, then let's go to the hotel Mr. Liu mentioned. After that, I can finally go home and sleep."

After all this chaos, even he couldn't hide his exhaustion—the only thing he wanted now was to sleep.

Moon Princess thought it over, "I don't have a home. I've been staying in the Forbidden Zone for the past few months, occasionally sleeping in hotels."

Gu Jianlin's eyes widened in sudden understanding, "Because of my father's incident, you have nowhere to stay? But if you're not one of the Fallen, shouldn't you still be able to live in the real world?"

Moon Princess fell silent for a second, "I used to be able to, but now it's impossible."

Gu Jianlin was about to ask why, but then the answer dawned on him, "Right, since the Judgement Court is targeting my father, you, as someone close to him, must be on their list as well."

Moon Princess snorted softly, "I told you, I'm not your father's student."

Gu Jianlin thought for a moment. Whoever this girl really was, she clearly mattered to him.

After hesitating briefly, he offered, "How about... you come to my place?"

Moon Princess tilted her head back, her gaze suddenly sharp.

"What are you up to?"

[ps: This book is first published on the Qidian Reading App. See you at 8:30 PM tomorrow night!]