Chapter 133 You Have No Idea of Mr. Xia's Power
Boom!!!
The sky, already flickering with faint purple lightning, erupted with a thunderous roar. Swish, swish, swish—countless streaks of purple lightning poured down like a storm, flooding the earth!
The man in white sat atop a haystack, hands clasped together. Countless curtains of light and thunder wove together densely, twisting into towering dragons and serpents that lashed their tails freely.
It was a scene akin to the apocalypse.
The next moment, the man in white abruptly raised his slightly lowered eyelids. His black pupils now bore a spinning ※ symbol, rotating wildly clockwise.
The naked muscular man stood among the clouds, sensing a familiar aura of evil—one that belonged to a Lord of Evil he recognized.
"Your Majesty, there is no need for us to fight over a mere human," he said calmly. "Besides, at this level, killing me won't be easy."
The space behind the man in white suddenly split open, revealing a ring formed by eight blood-red divine eyes. They hovered behind his head like a sacred halo.
The naked strong man abruptly fell silent. A vague realization struck him—this evil aura felt... off.
As he pondered, it hit him: this was the aura of the Anubis Evil God.
Hadn't that evil god perished at the hands of the Peach Organization? When the naked strong man frowned at the thought, his calm, calculating pupils suddenly dilated in shock!
Mo Ran's face gradually twisted with emotion, stiffening into an expression of horror as he stared at Xia Feng.
"No way..."
Just as doubt gripped him, the white-clad man seated cross-legged on the ground suddenly lifted his head, fixing him with those ※-shaped pupils. Simultaneously, the eight divine eyes behind him also turned their gaze, their lightning-like stares brimming with cold, indifferent majesty.
"!!!"
The naked strong man's face contorted in alarm. He attempted to teleport away using his disaster realm, but to his terror, the entire space had been locked down by the man in white. His form flickered, only to rematerialize in the same spot.
"What's the Sky God doing?" Geng Gui asked idly, spitting out melon seeds.
"..." The Scarlet Eyes remained frozen.
"Huh?" Geng Gui tilted his head in confusion. "What? Did your eyes glitch?"
The Scarlet Eyes slowly shut his lids, his tone stiff. "That was... Anubis's full-power attack."
"W-what?" Geng Gui's brain short-circuited for a second before his expression twisted in shock. He bolted upright, staring at the man in white below.
Anubis. The Eight-Eyed Evil God. A full-power attack. The three facts slammed into his mind, and his face paled instantly.
Sealing this level of power required extreme conditions—Anubis had to die at the precise moment of unleashing it in a desperate battle.
He didn't understand how this was possible.
"Damn it, so this guy in white is with the Peach Organization?! And it's the Peach Organization?!"
Of all the rotten luck. Geng Gui nearly cracked under the pressure. Weren't they supposed to be in a completely safe zone?!
No time to think. He leaped onto the Scarlet Eye in panic. "Screw this, let's bail! Now!"
Yet as he perched on the eyeball, the Scarlet Eye's lids refused to close, as if jammed.
"Can't escape," Scarlet stated flatly.
"..." Geng Gui's face went sheet-white. "I thought you bragged that no one could trap your spatial eye?"
"...They can't. But I need time. Five seconds."
...
Octopus Space
The group peered through the translucent octopus head, their faces etched with horror.
This was their first time witnessing the descent of the Eight-Eyed Evil God. Though not its true form, merely observing this power unleashed was enough to fuel a lifetime of bragging rights if they survived.
Square Fours and Yuan Zhoulu exchanged glances. Both found the day surreal. They'd expected to die in this near-god-level disaster, only to stumble upon a super boss.
So this was what it felt like to be carried by a boss? Not bad~
"I see. So it's a relic of this caliber." He Jianzhu's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise.
"No wonder he's so confident about handling the Sky God."
She studied the man in white outside thoughtfully. "But a divine relic this powerful... where did he obtain it?"
Her gaze shifted to her daughter beside her. "Darling, do you know?"
"Of course. He killed the evil god and took it," Mu Qingtong replied with a light smile.
"Heh~" He Jianzhu shook her head, clearly dismissing Mu Qingtong's claim. Her eyes darkened as she murmured, "Xia Feng... you're hiding secrets even I don't know. How intriguing."
"Of course he's not simple."
Mr. Xia is a man destined to be subdued by me—how could he be ordinary?
Mu Qingtong cast a sidelong glance at He Jianzhu and said coolly, "You have no idea of Mr. Xia's power."
"..." He Jianzhu smirked. "Interesting. This is the first time I've heard you praise someone."
Mu Qingtong ignored the ignorant woman.
...
Outside
The Sky God continued his futile attempts to escape.
Step by step, he retreated, his face a mask of terror. The composure of a superior had vanished, replaced by panic. "H-human... we can talk this out—"
"Talk it out?" Xia Feng rose slowly, smiling. "You should've said so earlier. I've already activated this move—no takebacks."
"..."
The naked strong man's expression darkened instantly. "Human, don't be a fool. Do you truly believe I'm powerless against you?!"
"Oh, I'm so scared~" Xia Feng raised his chin and grinned. The ※ symbols in his eye sockets spun rapidly, leaving streaks of afterimages in their wake. Snap—
He snapped his fingers. "You exhibitionist, I'll send you to the afterlife~"
The Sky God's expression twisted in terror. His soul nearly fled his body as he turned and scrambled toward the edge of space.
Though futile, his mind had shattered into panic—he could only run blindly, aimlessly.
The next instant, as the white-clad man's fingers clicked, the eight majestic eyes behind him collapsed into eight violently shrinking orbs of lightning.
When the Sky God glanced back—BOOM!!!
The eight lightning spheres struck like nuclear warheads. A devastating shockwave erupted in all directions, swallowing trees, houses, vehicles—everything—until the Sky God himself, now a writhing mass of fear and despair, was consumed.
Dazzling purple light flooded the world, as if a colossal violet sun had crashed onto the earth. The radiance burned endlessly, devouring the darkness and bleaching the entire space into pallor.
Silence fell.
Kacha—
The sound of shattering glass echoed. Within the white void, Xia Feng stood protected at the center of a spherical barrier. His gaze lifted to the sky, where countless pure white chains materialized—dense yet orderly, interlocking in a rapid, flickering dance.
These were the chains of rules that formed this disaster realm. And now, fractures spiderwebbed across them.
Bang—
A crisp snap rang out, followed by an accelerating chorus of breaks.
"AAAAARGH—!" A scream of utter despair tore through the world. At the heart of the white expanse, upon a throne woven from rule-chains, the muscular humanoid figure bound in those very chains trembled violently. The throne crumbled. He collapsed to his knees, howling skyward:
"HUMAN!!!"
Xia Feng glanced around curiously, then studied the Sky God's pitiful state.
"So this is the disaster realm's true form? Not bad."
But then his eyes caught something else—clusters of fruits drifting sporadically near the Sky God.
Spirit-Flesh Fruit. Injection Fruit. Soul-Storage Fruit...
Xia Feng's gaze swept past them—then halted.
There, floating among the debris, was a sphere of mysterious golden liquid.
It looked... familiar.
(End of this chapter)