Instantly Killing a Round, Overwhelming Power

Boom!

Golden aura shot into the sky like a light pillar, terrifying shockwaves sweeping outward in every direction.

An intense, terrifying pressure erupted in an instant.

Although Bai Cangshu was still unable to use the Take Mikazuchi title he had just acquired during this title competition, with his current physical capabilities and the free restoration provided by the Space after every round of the event—

He could fully withstand the strain of Sixfold Kaio-ken. In fact, if he wanted to, he could unleash one utterly extreme burst.

Kirin Armor + Sixfold Kaio-ken + Ninth Tier Instant + Limit Break Spiral + Unknown Law + Omen of the Evil God…

With every state activated at once, Bai Cangshu would gain an unimaginable explosive force.

Of course, given that his Eternal Regression Ladder was sealed, Bai Cangshu estimated that once he activated every state, his survival time would be measured only in seconds—or even milliseconds—before his body collapsed.

But at the same time, in that state, Bai Cangshu was confident he could instantly kill almost every Reincarnator.

No, perhaps that was too conservative. In truth, Bai Cangshu believed that aside from the unfathomable Three Supreme Kings and that so-called Ye Di, whose abilities were praised by countless Reincarnators as near-divine, even the other Supreme Experts would be utterly unable to resist him.

Before Authority reached a sufficiently high tier, Reincarnators were merely mortals granted the ability to wield divine authority, like warriors blessed in mythological tales.

They had no divine power and no divine body.

Although their priority surpassed energy systems, before his destruction force refined to its utmost extreme, they were still utterly vulnerable.

Zange, who had previously been instantly killed by Bai Cangshu, stood with one foot at the edge of the White Jade Arena. Watching Mercenary Tao, he had already understood that this Crown of Supremacy competition was essentially meant to make all candidates endure for long enough in an asymmetric 1v23 battle.

Thus, he too was preparing to enter the arena alongside the others.

But because Mercenary Tao had killed him once before, his rationality made him hesitate for an instant. That instant allowed him to witness, from above, the sight of aura waves soaring into the heavens.

Just how high did one’s Energy attribute have to be to unleash such a terrifying spectacle?

A hundred? Or two hundred?!

Without effectiveness as an amplifier, the Energy attribute was difficult to increase. Moreover, Reincarnators, having once been ordinary mortals, only began to gain this attribute after entering the Second Tier.

Nor could they allocate free attribute points to it, making the Energy attribute exceptionally difficult to raise.

For ordinary High-tier Reincarnators of the Second or Third Tier, an Energy attribute of forty was already considered extremely powerful.

It was enough to launch wide-area energy attacks or cast terrifying spells above A-rank.

But a scene where merely the aftershock of an energy eruption made everyone else tremble in fear had already completely surpassed the current standard of Reincarnators.

Having completely transformed himself into a liquid-metal robot, Skywalker’s logic judgment module had become extremely utilitarian.

He did not consider pain, death, or anything of that sort. He simply understood the rules: to win, he had to get everyone else off the stage as quickly as possible while remaining on it for as long as he could.

Therefore, almost immediately after Mercenary Tao entered the arena, Skywalker descended from the air once more. After firing his modified special laser gun twice in rapid succession, he tossed it aside and instead raised an enormous firearm so huge that even he had to alter his body shape, transforming himself into a giant over three meters tall just to carry it.

It was a specially modified weapon obtained from the Crimson Demon Village of some world, capable of concentrating an immense quantity of magical power for a single discharge.

This thing was normally only useful for sneak attacks, but in an asymmetric battle like today’s, Skywalker’s calculation module judged that Mercenary Tao was unlikely to prioritize attacking him.

Bzzzz~

The weapon, which had been charged in advance through the Space at the cost of a D-rank Anomaly Point, instantly finished accumulating magical power.

Meanwhile, Mercenary Tao remained where he stood, golden-red aura burning around his body. Skywalker’s detection module had long since overheated; Mercenary Tao’s danger level was beyond imagination.

However…

This was not a one-on-one battle.

Although Bai Cangshu looked down on Skywalker immensely, this machine-modified Reincarnator was one of the few present who had not been affected at all by Mercenary Tao’s oppressive aura.

Thus, he made the most rational choice.

Everyone else was a beat too slow.

Fortunately, the arrogant Mercenary Tao ultimately did not choose to pick them off one by one. He merely stood in place, his aura blowing all the nearby flesh and blood away.

Mercenary Tao lowered his eyelids and folded his arms, looking as though he intended to wait for everyone to enter the arena and "gang up" on him.

One Reincarnator after another descended from above, all feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from Mercenary Tao.

Apart from the two previous Crown of Supremacy holders from the South District, everyone else landed. Among them hid the final Supreme Expert from the previous cycle.

Yes, the final Supreme Expert from the Constitution category in the previous cycle was an extremely mysterious figure. Aside from a handful of candidates who had participated in the previous Crown of Supremacy competition, few people had ever seen him.

It was only rumored that he was a lone wanderer from the West District.

"Mercenary Tao, Her Excellency thinks highly of you. Let me verify first today whether you deserve that attention…"

Golden light spread outward from the ground in a ring, enveloping every candidate except Bai Cangshu in an instant.

Everyone felt their bodies grow noticeably stronger at once.

Saint’s Ring

The speaker wore silver-white armor without a helmet. His long golden hair fell behind his back, and his eyes were a deep blue.

He advanced step by step, golden holy power filling his entire body. The radiance of wings began to emerge behind him, as though he would transform into an angel in the next moment.

The sight made everyone else turn their heads.

Of the two women still seated above rather than entering the arena to gang up on Mercenary Tao, the voluptuous and scantily clad Aiva nodded, confirming the man’s identity.

"This guy should be one of that woman’s top Reincarnators. His title last cycle was Saint’s Remains. I hear he’s an extremely troublesome fellow who enhanced a special bloodline~"

The brown-skinned Itzpapalotl had also heard of that title. He was said to be a powerful Reincarnator who had clashed with Supreme Experts in multiple Secondary Worlds and survived every time.

In the end, he was defeated by Ye and joined her gathering.

After applying various buffs one by one, by the time he stood a hundred meters before Bai Cangshu, his body had grown beyond three meters tall. The white wings on his back spread over six meters wide, his energy aura was immensely powerful, and it was as though the flesh of his entire body had been replaced by holy light.

He held a silver-white scepter in his right hand, completely immune to Mercenary Tao’s terrifying aura.

Whine!

Intense energy tore through the air, pure magical power ripping apart the atmosphere as it fired from behind everyone in an instant.

Skywalker’s calculation module judged that Saint was now stronger than every other candidate. Therefore, this was not the time to let Saint cover his attack.

On the contrary, he should launch the attack himself and draw Mercenary Tao’s attention.

Boom!

The terrifying torrent of magical power collided three meters in front of Bai Cangshu. A distorted force field appeared out of thin air. After confronting the torrent for an instant, the magical torrent pierced through the Three Parts Return to Origin Force, though its trajectory was also deflected.

Instead of aiming at Mercenary Tao’s chest, it shot toward his shoulder.

As the shockwave swept outward, another figure leaped high into the air. Midair, his body had already transformed into a gigantic Dragon Form. With wings spanning dozens of meters, the colossal figure dived down above Bai Cangshu.

Roar!

A Dragon Roar erupted at close range.

Saint raised his brows. These candidates were all powerful Reincarnators who had been carefully selected. Even Skywalker, whose enhancement ceiling appeared to be the lowest, could accurately seize the opportunity because of his calm mentality.

Without needing to communicate, they had already coordinated against the powerful enemy, Mercenary Tao.

Saint was not an idiot bound by formalities, insisting that Mercenary Tao fight him fairly in a one-on-one duel. A powerful force instantly enveloped him, and in the next moment, his figure blurred as he charged toward Mercenary Tao wrapped in holy power.

Boom!

Almost at the very instant the Three Parts Return to Origin Force was broken, the Dragon Roar exploded beside Bai Cangshu’s ear. This special bloodline power from the world of The Elder Scrolls could shake a person’s mind and inflict intense intimidation.

Those with weak Constitutions could even be killed outright.

Bang!

The air before him was squeezed away like a liquid sphere. Bai Cangshu’s gaze shifted in an instant, meeting the eyes of the winged figure who had crashed before him.

The man’s pupils had completely turned silver-white. There was no fear in his eyes, no arrogance—only solemnity.

"Not bad eyes."

The curl of Bai Cangshu’s lips seemed like slow motion in Saint’s eyes. His combat instincts were sharp, and his senses far surpassed those of ordinary bloodlines.

Even while charging at a speed that forcibly pushed his body into an extreme state, he could still observe everything through dynamic vision.

But in the next moment, Saint discovered that even beneath his Super Perception, which was almost like bullet time, Mercenary Tao’s movements remained as swift as ever.

He watched Mercenary Tao raise his hand and swing one arm at him.

The air between them, compressed to an almost liquid state by their excessive speed and overwhelming force, was instantly swept back as though it had no weight.

Boom!

An incomparably terrifying force struck Saint’s body in an instant. First, his barely raised arms were forced back into his chest by the monstrous power. Then, one damage-negating spell after another failed.

Amid cracking sounds, his Super Perception clearly detected his arm bones and breastbone breaking in succession.

Bang!

Carrying blazing-white airflow and a ring-shaped shockwave spreading outward, Saint was blasted away with a bang, crashing directly into the still-dispersing torrent of magical power.

Pfft!

Amid flying flesh and blood, Saint slammed into the ground of the White Jade Arena, carving a trail dozens of meters long.

Warning alarms from Skywalker’s scanning module nearly merged into one continuous sound. The target was moving so quickly that he could barely track it.

Boom!

Another dull impact rang out. By the time Skywalker’s eyes formed an image, the massive Dragonborn-transformed dragon had already crashed heavily into the ground.

A blazing-white ring was likewise spreading outward through the sky.

So fast, so strong…

Beep! Beep!

All sorts of warning messages flooded Skywalker’s processor. The rare high load nearly scorched the small portion of brain he had retained.

He suddenly realized something and turned around, only to see Mercenary Tao already standing behind him, one finger touching his forehead at that exact moment.

Pfft!

Golden aura pierced through the liquid metal, instantly melting that small piece of brain.

Two figures turned into streams of information and reassembled on the raised seats. In the blink of an eye, two candidates had already been instantly killed.

Wu Sang, who had likewise landed and still harbored the thought of taking advantage of the crowd to retaliate against Mercenary Tao, stood frozen in place.

The Regenerating Flame still burned over his body, yet it could not give him the slightest sense of security.

If this were not a Space Title Competition, if the Space did not ensure that Reincarnators would not die, then he would surely already be kneeling on the ground, begging Mercenary Tao to spare him.

That was right. He had now completely remembered what kind of person Mercenary Tao had always been.

It was only during this period that Mercenary Tao seemed to have restrained himself somewhat because he wanted to establish Paradise. Normally, he was an outright madman!

"Ha!"

A terrifying roar erupted. Wu Sang’s Observation Haki made his scalp go numb, and in the next moment, intense lightning swallowed him whole.

Boom!

After the enormous explosion, severed limbs were scattered everywhere. Wu Sang returned from his information-stream state, already back on the raised platform.

In that instant amid the explosion, Mercenary Tao had appeared before him at an unimaginably terrifying speed. A fist wrapped in powerful Conqueror’s Haki Infusion had forcibly broken through the defense of his Lunarian Race bloodline, whose purity was close to ninety percent.

He had been killed outright.

He looked around. Streams of information reassembled into bodies one after another. Of the twenty-one people who had actively entered the arena, more than a dozen had been wiped out in that instant.

The explosive lightning below gradually faded, revealing the current scene.

One man stood before Mercenary Tao, his entire body radiating blinding light. It was Saint, who had initially been blasted away by a single strike. At this moment, only half of his body remained, yet his incomplete upper body had manifested in the form of white holy light.

Wu Sang’s heart stirred. He guessed this was the combination of the rumored troublesome Nephilim bloodline and Martyr Constitution.

It was said that Saint relied on this powerful bloodline, combined with enhancements to his unique Constitution, to prevail against almost anything. Even when encountering Constitution-oriented Supreme Experts, he had successfully survived.

He was an extremely difficult opponent.

Bai Cangshu lowered his eyelids, his gaze falling once more upon the man who had appeared before him for the second time.

The other man’s aura had grown nearly twice as powerful. At the same time, perhaps because he had lost his fleshly body, he had gained some additional enhancement, further strengthening his immunity to damage.

The aftershock of Bai Cangshu’s second attack had failed to knock him down.

However…

Bai Cangshu’s gaze passed over Saint and settled instead on a person a hundred meters away.

It was a Shōnen wearing a blue trench coat, with chestnut-colored short hair. At the moment, his eyes were not even fixed on Bai Cangshu.

In that instant just now, Bai Cangshu had used Sixfold Kaio-ken in conjunction with Eighth Tier Instant to launch an indiscriminate round of attacks against everyone.

After the World-Shaking Thunder Roar, he had appeared before everyone in an instant and thrown a punch.

As a result, only these five people had survived.

And among those five, only this Shōnen had taken his strike head-on intact. The others had merely "recovered" through special abilities.

"You’re the other Supreme Expert from the previous cycle?"

Bai Cangshu spoke. Only then did the Shōnen look up. His gaze was indifferent. He nodded but said nothing.

A smile curled Bai Cangshu’s lips as fighting spirit surged from him.

Boom!

Saint spread his wings. Intense holy fire burned above his head, and a scorching pain appeared over Bai Cangshu’s body for an instant.

But Bai Cangshu neither dodged nor evaded. He merely spread his arms and said to the remaining few.

"State your names. Those who have survived until now are all Reincarnators of value~"

As he spoke, Satsui no Hado burned around Bai Cangshu. One hand rose while the other lowered, his stance already taking shape.