157: The last carnival, let’s settle it all!

“...Who’s next to…seek death?”

When Lin Tian’s calm yet supremely domineering words echoed like the heaviest war drum through the silent martial arts arena, the ‘auction’ that had just been so boisterous, filled with madness and greed, instantly came to an abrupt halt.

All the Prodigies who had previously been red-faced and frantically bidding now seemed to have their throats clutched by an invisible hand, their expressions frozen.

Seek death?

For these arrogant, self-proclaimed trendsetters of the era, how jarring was that word! How…humiliating!

Saint Arthur’s face, as handsome as the god Apollo, for the first time, lost its elegant composure. He looked at Lin Tian, his sapphire-like eyes filled with gravity and…a hint of anger from being provoked.

“Your Excellency Lin Tian, we acknowledge your strength,” he said in a deep voice, attempting to steer the conflict back onto the track of ‘rules.’ “However, the ownership of this powerful being with an ancient Divine Beast Bloodline is the prize of the Martial Arts Tournament. We followed the rules and bid. What did we do wrong? Why must you use your power to oppress others?”

“Exactly!” the Divine Maiden from the Eastern Continent also chimed in with a charming smile, but her alluring eyes gleamed with a cold light. “Treasures go to the virtuous, to the capable. While Lord Lin Tian’s power is immense, he shouldn’t be so unreasonable as to monopolize all the benefits, should he?”

Their statements instantly drew agreement from all the Prodigies present.

“Exactly! We’re competing fairly, why do you say what’s yours is yours?!”

“Even if the Dragon family is powerful, they can’t control everything! This is Guixu City, not your Dragon family’s backyard!”

In an instant, the crowd was agitated.

Faced with the immense temptation represented by that mysterious man, a temptation that could change the future landscape, they selectively forgot the fear they had just experienced under Lin Tian’s Divine Might, and once again united, attempting to use the ‘will of the group’ to exert pressure on this ‘Sole King.’

However, facing this so-called ‘joint pressure,’ facing this so-called ‘the law does not punish the masses,’

Lin Tian smiled.

It was a smile filled with endless mockery and pity, as if he were watching a group of ants, oblivious to their impending doom, performing their ridiculous ‘democracy and fairness’ in front of him.

He surveyed the surroundings, his indifferent gaze slowly sweeping across every face in the audience, finally settling on Saint Arthur, who was the first to stand up and ‘reason.’

“You are right.”

Lin Tian calmly nodded, actually agreeing with him.

“Treasures indeed go to the virtuous.”

Just as Arthur and the others thought he was preparing to ‘abide by the rules’ and participate in this ‘auction,’

Lin Tian’s tone suddenly shifted, and a look of absolute disdain, as if he were examining a pile of garbage, flashed in his deep eyes.

“But your ‘virtue’…”

“…in my eyes, is worthless.”

Boom—!!!

These words, once spoken, were like an ultimate bomb detonating the entire powder keg!

If the previous words ‘seek death’ were merely a provocation,

then this phrase ‘worthless’ was the most naked, unadulterated, ultimate humiliation to everyone present, including their family backgrounds, all their achievements, and their ridiculous pride and self-esteem!

“You…!”

“You’re going too far!”

“Kill him! Let’s all go together! I refuse to believe he can truly fight all of us alone!”

All the Prodigies’ rationality was, in that instant, burned away by this monstrous rage capable of incinerating the Nine Heavens!

Looking at the faces twisted with anger below the stage, feeling the soaring Qi filled with cold killing intent.

Lin Tian’s smile grew even brighter.

This was what he wanted.

Fighting one by one was too slow.

He wanted a one-time, ultimate reckoning that would thoroughly subdue, frighten, and drive to despair all the ‘prey’ who dared to covet what was his!

He spoke loudly, his voice like a divine decree, clearly echoing in everyone’s ears, setting the final and most arrogant rules for the coming, ultimate carnival.

“How about this.”

“You don’t have to fight amongst yourselves. It also saves me the trouble of you coming up one by one.”

He extended a finger, lightly beckoning towards the audience below, a gesture filled with extreme provocation and disdain.

“I will give you a chance.”

“All of you, come at me together.”

He paused, a cold, playful glint, like that of someone looking at prisoners already condemned to death, flashed in his deep eyes.

“Whoever can withstand ten moves against me without defeat…”

“…I will give this guy with the ancient Divine Beast Bloodline to you!”

…Silence.

Absolute silence.

Then, a rage more furious and hysterical than any before…a monstrous fury!

“Ahhh! How dare he?! How dare he humiliate us like this?!”

“Ten moves?! Who does he think he is?! Is he a True God?!”

“Kill! Kill him! Today, either he dies, or we perish!”

All the Prodigies’ rationality, at this moment, was completely burned away by this unprecedented, bone-deep humiliation!

They no longer hesitated, no longer cared about any status or rules!

“Kill!”

Saint Arthur was the first to strike! His ‘Sword of Promised Victory’ erupted with dazzling golden light, and a massive cross-shaped sword light, filled with a sacred and glorious aura, streaked across the sky!

“Shadow of Orochi!”

The Divine Maiden of the Eastern Continent formed hand seals, and behind her, a colossal demonic shadow, composed of endless resentment and demonic power, with eight hideous snake heads, roared skyward!

“Wheel of Brahma!”

“Wrath of the Thunder God!”

…Dozens!

Dozens of Prodigies from all over the world, representing the peak combat power of this golden generation, at this moment, simultaneously joined forces!

Dozens of terrifying attacks, all S-rank or above, with various attributes, enough to completely sink this floating city—sacred sword light, evil demonic shadows, golden Dharma wheels imbued with the Zen of Reincarnation, violent world-destroying lightning…in this instant, from all directions, overwhelmingly, like a doomsday catastrophe meant to destroy the entire world, simultaneously bombarded Lin Tian, who still stood with his hands behind his back, not even changing his posture!

The scene was like an ancient mythical epic, with countless gods and buddhas jointly attacking a single demon!

The entire world, at this moment, seemed to hold its breath!

Facing these world-destroying attacks, enough to make any demigod-level powerhouse change color.

Lin Tian, however, smiled.

He looked up at the sky-filling divine light, as splendid as fireworks yet containing endless killing intent, and burst out laughing!

That laughter was filled with unspeakable arrogance, unspeakable exhilaration, unspeakable supreme heroism that viewed all heroes of the world as mere blades of grass!

“Hahahahaha! Excellent!”

“This is the…final carnival I wanted!”

He did not retreat; instead, he advanced!

Under the disbelieving gazes of everyone, as if they were watching a complete madman, he actively moved towards the torrent of attacks capable of destroying everything!

Boom!

The dark golden ‘Azure Dragon’ armor instantly covered his entire body! Dragon roars resounded!

Within him, the power of his Pangu Body, which had long since transformed into an Eternal Particle Body, erupted completely and without reservation!

An extremely brilliant golden Divine radiance, like the first ray of light at the dawn of the Universe, burst forth from his body, rendering him into an unapproachable…Golden War God!

One man, fighting against all heroes!

The final reckoning had begun!