133: Chapter 133 Enemies of the World? Then let's fight until no one in the world dares to speak against us!
Time lost all meaning in the secret chamber.
One month later.
As the last speck of dust formed by spiritual energy was greedily licked clean by the Guixu Black Flame, the massive underground secret chamber became empty.
That mountain of resources, enough to drive any Emperor Realm Expert mad, had been devoured completely.
In the center of the secret chamber, Lin Yuan opened his eyes.
No divine light shot out, no pressure swept forth.
His eyes were as pitch-black as the night, so deep that they seemed capable of swallowing all light, even drawing a person's soul inside.
Dead silence.
Yet within his body, a vast sea of stars was expanding, colliding, and evolving at a terrifying speed.
King Realm Eight Star.
King Realm Nine Star.
Finally, the needle of his cultivation fixed firmly at the peak of the King Realm Nine Star.
He was only one step away from the Emperor Realm.
But this was far from everything.
Endless origin particles had long since tempered his physical body into an inhuman divine weapon.
He lowered his head, examining his own palm.
Beneath the skin, a layer of pale purple-gold luster flowed—the proof of power reached to the extreme.
Lin Yuan casually clenched his five fingers.
Crack!
Amidst a piercing sonic boom, the space in his palm was violently compressed, actually collapsing out of thin air to form a small patch of pitch-black absolute vacuum.
He even had an absurd intuition.
If he were to face that so-called Emperor Realm One Star now, he would have no need to use any True Intent Dharma Idol.
With this physical body alone, a single punch would be enough to blast it into a sky full of blood mist.
Lin Yuan stood up.
Boom!
The heavy stone door that had been sealed for a month, without being touched, buckled inward the moment he rose, filled with cracks, and finally burst open with a roar.
Outside the door, Zhen Hai, who had been guarding like a statue, shuddered violently.
An indescribable sense of terror gripped his heart.
It was not killing intent, nor was it pressure.
It was an absolute suppression of life hierarchy.
Zhen Hai felt like an ant facing a waking ancient god-demon; a single unconscious breath from the other party would be enough to shatter his world to pieces.
Zhen Hai turned around with difficulty, looking at the figure walking out from the darkness.
It was still that handsome face, still that slender physique.
But the feeling had completely changed.
Zhen Hai forcibly suppressed the trembling deep within his soul, took a step forward, and offered a specially made tablet with both hands.
His voice was somewhat dry due to extreme tension.
"Commander, this past month, the outside world... has had some noise."
Lin Yuan took the tablet.
His fingertips slid casually across the screen.
On the screen was the pinned hot post on the global martial artist platform "Martial God Hall," written in the most eye-catching blood-red title: "Revealing the God-Making Movement: Yan Country's Lin Yuan, a Century-Long Scam That Defies the Iron Laws of Martial Arts!"
Below were tens of millions of frenzied comments.
"Dual Dharma Idols? The Yan Country people are throwing away the laws of martial arts just to create a god, hilarious!"
"Fraud! He stole glory that didn't belong to him! Such a person should be nailed to the pillar of shame!"
"We strongly demand the Yan Country military give an explanation! Give us the truth!"
Lin Yuan's gaze swept calmly over those indignant words, like a god reviewing the meaningless memorials of mortals.
He finished reading.
From beginning to end, there was no emotion on his face.
No anger, no contempt, not even the slightest ripple.
Only boredom.
An extreme boredom felt deep from the soul, directed at the meaningless clamor of inferior beings.
The so-called logic, the so-called iron laws, the so-called global condemnation.
In his eyes, it was no different from a group of ants under his feet arguing fiercely about why the sun rises in the east and sets in the west.
Ridiculous, and not worth paying attention to.
"Commander."
Zhen Hai's voice was incredibly heavy.
"General Qin and the Azure Nether Sword Emperor's intention is for the authorities to step forward, publish all the details of your battle in Purple Dragon City, and use facts to..."
"No need."
Lin Yuan raised his hand, interrupting him.
He tossed the tablet, which had gathered the world's fury, onto the table as if it were trash.
"Debunking rumors?"
The corners of Lin Yuan's lips curled into a cold, cruel arc.
"That is a game only the weak need to play."
"Because they are not strong enough, they need the approval of others and need to cry out to the world to prove themselves."
Zhen Hai was completely stunned.
Lin Yuan turned around, his gaze piercing through the walls, looking toward a more distant world.
"They think I am fake, and that their common sense is the 'truth'?"
His voice was very soft, yet carried a chill that froze Zhen Hai's soul.
"Then at the Ten Thousand Dragon Gate."
"In front of the whole world, I will crush their 'truth,' along with their skulls, to pieces."
The moment his voice fell.
Buzz—Zhen Hai's communicator emitted a rapid vibration.
He answered with trembling hands, and a red official document from the Yan Country military's highest command headquarters projected into mid-air as a light screen.
[Regarding the Announcement of the List for the "Ten Thousand Dragon Gate" Relic Exploration Qualification Battle]
On the light screen, one name after another was thunderous, all of them top-tier prodigies who had been famous for decades.
Peak King Realm.
Half-step Emperor Realm.
There were even a few genuine Emperor Realm Experts!
And at the very end of that star-studded list, Lin Yuan's name was prominently listed.
The moment the list was announced, the entire Martial God Hall forum completely exploded.
The public opinion fury that had been suppressed for a month found its vent, transforming into a digital tsunami that swept across the globe!
"Crazy! The Yan Country military is completely crazy!"
"A confirmed fraud, a cheater relying on his master's protection, what right does he have to enter the Ten Thousand Dragon Gate?!"
"I admit, even setting aside the Dual Dharma Idols, his eighteen-year-old King Realm is a heaven-sent talent. But who are the opponents at the Ten Thousand Dragon Gate? They are all Peak King Realm veterans who have been tempered for decades! There are even Emperor Realm monsters! What right does he, Lin Yuan, have?!"
"This is a disgrace to our Yan Country martial artists! We strongly demand the cancellation of Lin Yuan's qualification!"
"Cancel his qualification! Let someone with real strength go!"
"This Ten Thousand Dragon Gate will be broadcast globally! Letting this fraud go up, do you want to throw the face of our Yan Country to the whole world?!"
On the internet, the masses were indignant, and the insults were overwhelming.