Paradise of Demonic Gods

In order to become a part of them, to gain the right to speak, or if he wished to obtain the respect of the people around, he would have to prove himself.

Luo Haonan had faintly been hinting this to him earlier as well.

Therefore, when he heard what the Snake King said, Fang Xingjian smiled, put out his hand, and said, "Then let’s give it a try."

When the Snake King saw Fang Xingjian’s relaxed expression, he let out a cold laugh and said, "Be careful, newcomer. Don’t get struck out before you’ve even received a single move."

As he spoke, he struck out a palm toward Fang Xingjian.

Colorful lights flashed on the Snake King’s palm, and wherever it passed by, they left behind streams of black trajectory.

This was clearly a palm attack that had reached the pinnacle of the microscopic realm. Wherever the power passed by, the microscopic world within an inch around the palm clearly had no hints of repercussive waves. All the strength was gathered onto the palm through the spiraled space.

Waves of darkness encompassed the palm but were unreleased. It was clear that his control over his strength had reached a great pinnacle.

Seeing the Snake King’s attack, everyone’s expression was different.

Zi Xing, Ice Soul, and the others all appeared surprised like they had not expected the Snake King to have made progress yet again.

However, Luo Haonan appeared worried and quickly sent out a reminder through information currents, "Brother Fang, be careful. This is the Snake King’s Small Meteor Palm. Don’t take it on head-on!"

Yet, Fang Xingjian laughed when he saw this palm striking toward him. This casual strike by the Snake King was already about the same level as Alexander’s punch at full power.

These tier four Divine level experts had not wasted their time while staying in this world for so long.

Still, how could Fang Xingjian possibly give care about an attack of this degree?

As Fang Xingjian laughed and also struck out his palm, a chaotic-colored martial will instantly encompassed his palm, clashing fiercely together with the Snake King’s.

There was a stifled rumble like a bomb had exploded 10,000 meters underground. Everyone felt as if the entire space had trembled a little.

Just as their forces collided together, the Snake King’s countenance changed drastically. If he had only wanted to casually teach this newcomer a lesson earlier on to test out his strength, then he would have felt as if he had collided into a white dwarf 1 when the two gushes of strength collided.

With a soft bang, the Snake King retreated abruptly, and as he stepped down into the ground, the entire ground seemed to shake a little. However, a series of seven sounds rang out very soon after, and the Snake King took seven steps back. With each step he retreated, his countenance would turn a bit paler. In the end, his face had turned ghastly, looking just like a thousand-year zombie.

With his cultivation, he should be able to reassemble his conjured physique and take on a formless state to negate this gust of strength.

Yet, with this, it would mean that Fang Xingjian had broken down his conjured physique with just a palm attack. How could the Snake King possibly be able to accept this? Therefore, he could only forcibly take on Fang Xingjian’s palm force.

However, what he did not know was that the power Fang Xingjian’s Thunder-Inducing Technique could bring forth together with the terrifying force of his martial will—which was at 5,200 points—could already catch the stars and the moon, as well as move the lands. How could it be something that the Snake King could take on forcibly?

The more he tried to receive it forcibly, the more he would be pushed back repeatedly. He treated for eight consecutive steps and even performed a variety of means before he managed to receive the attack.

Fang Xingjian said calmly, "The Snake King’s cultivation is good."

The Snake King’s gaze turned increasingly cold as he looked at Fang Xingjian, actually considering if he should continue to spar with Fang Xingjian.

He felt that he had underestimated Fang Xingjian too much earlier and had not utilized all of his powers. The Snake King had yet to display a few of his remarkable abilities that were unleashed at the microscopic level.

After all, both of them were tier four Divine level experts, so it was not a competition of whose martial will was stronger. At the microscopic realm, Fang Xingjian’s Celestial Eradication Sword Formation, illusory arts, and the four types of sword intents allowed him to challenge people of a higher level.

The Snake King naturally had his own remarkable moves as well.

He reckoned that if he went all out, it might not be impossible for him to suppress Fang Xingjian. However, with this, the nature of the sparring would change.

Just as the Snake King was feeling hesitant, Qiu Dao clapped and said, "Fellow Fang’s palm force is great. It’s very rare that you’re able to possess such a powerful martial will at tier four of the Divine level. You’re really a great addition to the Qiu Dao Alliance."

The other Divine level experts looked at Fang Xingjian with totally different gazes. Their gazes were now filled with wariness amidst surprise. They no longer took him lightly.

For Fang Xingjian to be able to suppress the Snake King with his martial will, he had already gained the right to speak up in the Qiu Dao Alliance regardless of what his actual battle prowess was. He could now be on equal grounds with Qiu Dao, Zi Xing, and the Snake King.

Seeing this, the Snake King only threw a cold glance at Fang Xingjian and did not continue pestering him.

As Luo Haonan looked at Fang Xingjian, his gaze was also filled with astonishment. The latter had arrived in this world later than Fang Xingjian and had thought that he should be the weakest amongst them all.

Yet it seemed like this was not the case. Fang Xingjian could already suppress the Snake King in terms of the competition of their martial wills.

Luo Haonan thought of the words he had said to Fang Xingjian, the conversations they had, and the reminders he had given to Fang Xingjian. Then he scratched his chin awkwardly, feeling greatly shameful as if he had shown off in front of an expert.

The corners of Zi Xing’s lips curled up slightly when she saw Fang Xingjian. Her eyes were glimmering.

After showing off some of his skills, Fang Xingjian finally became a part of the Qiu Dao Alliance. Then he shut his eyes, not speaking another word. He merely listened as the other members of the Qiu Dao Alliance continued to speak and exchange their cultivation comprehensions.

After chatting for about half an hour, Qiu Dao coughed, then everyone stopped their chat. Fang Xingjian also opened his eyes and thought, ’The real show is going to start.’

Qiu Dao’s gaze turned extremely solemn as he looked at everyone and said, "As everyone knows, the reason I founded the Qiu Dao Alliance is to unite all of our powers to defeat the Divine Emperor, clear the Nine-Tiered Heavens, and return to our own worlds.

"But the Divine Emperor gets stronger by the day, and it’s getting increasingly difficult for us to fend him off.

"This has been the case especially during the last two years. The Divine Emperor has been laying low and has not been starting wars easily. But based on what I know, he has been devoting all his efforts into developing spacecrafts. Once he succeeds, it’ll be the time for him to reveal his true colors.

"And based on what I know, he has made breakthroughs in his development of spacecrafts."

Taking a long look at everyone present, Qiu Dao said extremely seriously, "Everyone, we’ve reached a period of life or death." A white dwarf, also called a degenerate dwarf, is a stellar core remnant composed mostly of electron-degenerate matter.

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