"Master of Genius truly is a Master of Genius!"
The face of No Limits Death God grew solemn. He had not expected that, right at the moment he had activated the No Limits Array, Mutou would slip in right under his watch.
"How could this be!"
Jue Chen was dumbfounded. Had he been fighting a clone here for nothing, just for his own amusement?
Wang Hao’s face turned pale, things had just gotten seriously troublesome.
"Whoosh..."
Just then, a sharp sound of something cutting through the air arose.
Everyone was shocked to see Li Yunyang’s dragon claw raised again, viciously swiping down at Wang Hao.
"What!"
Wang Hao’s face changed again. With a dragon tail in front and a dragon claw behind, and an Ancient abnormality using the Great Prophecy Skill on the side, were they trying to force him to use a Resurrection Golden Coin?!
"Fuck it, I’m taking the risk!"
Cursing aloud, Wang Hao performed a hand sign and summoned the Divine Race puppet, Chu Tianxuan.
"Golden Reincarnation!"
As soon as Chu Tianxuan appeared, his eyes emitted a golden light, and he used his mutated Divine Skills against Mutou.
Mutou’s face changed dramatically. If there was anything he feared the most right now, it was without a doubt the Reincarnation Hell Divine Skill from the Heavenly Saint Divine Race. If he were dragged into Hell, he would undoubtedly die.
Whether it was the Six Paths or Chu Tianba, either would kill him instantly.
With that thought, Mutou withdrew his Great Prophecy Skill reluctantly and quickly dodged Chu Tianxuan’s Golden Reincarnation.
"Boom boom boom..."
At the same time, a loud noise rang out as Wang Hao’s Heavenly Demon Giant Sword mercilessly pierced Li Yunyang’s dragon tail, with blood spurting out in an instant, which Wang Hao frantically absorbed to replenish his Life Span.
But the next second, Wang Hao was dumbstruck to see that Li Yunyang showed no sign of pain; the force of his descending dragon claw was not diminished at all.
"Fuck me, does this guy not feel pain!?" Wang Hao twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling like he was about to get hurt.
With a loud thud, Wang Hao was smacked away by Li Yunyang’s palm.
"Junior brother!"
"Boss!"
"Lord Wang Hao!"
Ling Xiao, Ai Er, Qian Wanyang, and Chen Yao were shocked and quickly rushed over to Wang Hao, helping him up from the ground to check if he was seriously injured.
Mutou’s eyes brightened, and he quickly circled around to the side of the puppet Chu Tianxuan, "Great Prophecy Skill, become a pig!"
"Roar!!"
Chu Tianxuan let out a huge roar, his whole body enveloped in a white light, then transformed into a small white pig.
"Wang Hao, let’s see what tricks you have left now!" Mutou sneered coldly, ready to use the Great Prophecy Skill again to destroy this evil scumbag.
The old demon weakly raised his head, with tears streaming down his face, "Evildoers will get their due from heaven!"
"Wu hahaha, you idiot, daring to forget about this precious baby bunny, you totally deserve a beating..."
Little White leaped up, landing behind Mutou, raising the Chaos Green Bamboo in hand, and slamming it heavily onto Mutou’s head.
Mutou’s body shook violently, he turned around, pointing at Little White, gasping angrily, "You treacherous disciple of a bunny..."
"Ptui... daring to take advantage of this precious baby bunny, you’re asking for it!"
Little White spat fiercely, then lifted the Chaos Green Bamboo and smashed it again hard on Mutou’s head.
"Er..."
Mutou couldn’t hold on any longer and passed out, eyes rolling back.
The old demon wiped a tear from the corner of his eye and lamented, "Even the heavens can’t deal with this bastard, my life is over."
"Roar..."
Li Yunyang, transformed into the Golden Dragon, didn’t slow down and charged at Wang Hao again.
"Fuck, you think just because you’re better at close combat than me, you can do whatever you want?" Wang Hao wiped the fresh blood from the corner of his mouth, shrugged off Ai Er’s support, and made a hand sign.
"Roar!!"
Instantly, five black rings appeared above the ground, and a chilling roar came from the earth.
"Behold my Ghost Path Divine Skills, demons and ghosts, Yin Soldiers, arise!" Wang Hao shouted, slamming his hands onto the ground, and five pitch-black figures immediately appeared atop the black circles, their cold aura terrifying, like emissaries of Hell itself.
At this scene, a fierce debate erupted among the crowd.
"This kid can use the Ghost Path Divine Skills, he must be a pure-blood of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race!"
"No, this kid used the Stripping Divine Skills last time, clearly, he’s from the Tianming Divine Race."
"No, he also summoned Asura last time, which means he possesses the bloodline of the Heavenly Saint Divine Race."
"No, I’ve heard that without a pure Heavenly Saint Divine Race bloodline, it’s impossible to comprehend a second Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Skill."
"No, to summon Asura, just make a summoning contract; even without a pure bloodline, it’s possible, so the Heavenly Saint Divine Race can have a second Divine Skill."
"But that requires passing Asura’s trial, yet the Heavenly Saint Divine Race has been in decline, with no one succeeding in millions of years."
"Right, if not for their bloodline, the Heavenly Saint Divine Race wouldn’t have gone millions of years without a Six Paths of Reincarnation wielder."
"So how did this kid comprehend it after millions of years?"
"That’s why it’s shocking!"
"He can use the Stripping Divine Skill, meaning he undoubtedly has the Tianming Divine Race bloodline, but now he also knows three major Divine Skills from the Six Paths of Reincarnation, which is truly baffling."
"Wait, have you ever heard of a teenager, mastering three Six Paths of Reincarnation Divine Skills and an additional Stripping Divine Skill?"
"Uh, maybe he’s just a freak!"
The Wújí Death God was dumbfounded, feeling as if he could no longer understand this world.
Who could tell him what on earth had happened in the millions of years he was absent? Why had someone as incomprehensible as Wang Hao appeared!?
"Roar!!"
The five summoned Yin Soldiers roared, brandishing their scythes as they attacked the golden dragon-transformed Li Yunyang.
"Roar!!"
Li Yunyang raised his head and let out a Dragon Roar, unleashing a terrifying white Energy Ball from his mouth.
"Dragon Breath!"
Wang Hao’s face changed dramatically, and without hesitation, he quickly retreated to dodge.
Ling Xiao and others weren’t fools either; they quickly followed Wang Hao’s lead and dodged.
"Boom..."
A heaven-shaking rumble echoed, and the island shook violently, breaking into over a dozen smaller islands scattered in the dark void.
And the five Yin Soldiers summoned by Wang Hao had already vanished without a trace.
Wang Hao stood on a fragment of island, his expression slightly grave. Li Yunyang, when angered, truly spared no friends.
The Wújí Death God burst into laughter and said, "Young friend Wang Hao, let me teach you today that Dragon Breath is not just a physical attack but also a soul attack. Those few little Ghosts you summoned aren’t enough to make a difference. Unless you can summon more, it’s a shame that with your strength, five is your limit... Just accept your fate!"
"So I need to summon more, thanks for the tip!" Wang Hao’s mouth curved into a smirk. He bit his finger and said solemnly, "Human World Path Divine Skills, Human World Hell, come forth! Hell’s Gate..."

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