402: Shackles of Civilization

Seeing Su Yunsheng being suppressed, the expressions of the others present suddenly became peculiar.

Many people didn't know what the conflict between the two was, so they all wore expressions of people watching a good show.

Su Yunsheng's face turned completely dark.

He was, after all, a Re-cultivator of the Dragon Kingdom! The youngest Ninth Tier, when had he ever lost face like this?

Oh, well, he was no longer the youngest Ninth Tier now; the actual youngest Ninth Tier was currently taking revenge on him.

"Kid, there are so many people present, give me some face."

Su Yunsheng had no choice but to send a voice transmission to Fang Bai.

The latter replied with a beaming smile, "Hold it in. You didn't treat me like this back then. What did you say again? Oh right, 'My strength is greater than yours now, I won't kill you, so you owe me a favor'... Jie jie jie! Very good, very good indeed!"

As he spoke, the pressure on Su Yunsheng's body increased by a few more degrees.

The latter appeared normal on the surface, but he was actually secretly mobilizing his full strength to resist Fang Bai's pressure.

But to his horror, Fang Bai's power was simply too great; even he couldn't contend with it!

Fang Bai grinned. "Now my strength is greater than yours, but I won't kill you. What do you say?"

Su Yunsheng was silent for a moment before saying gloomily, "The favor is written off."

Fang Bai raised an eyebrow. "That's it?"

Su Yunsheng said angrily, "Kid, I am your elder!"

Fang Bai remained calm. "When my strength was weak, I still called you senior. Now, what are you going to call me?"

Everyone: "..."

Forgetting his roots!

This kid is truly an oddball.

"Alright."

At this moment, an aged voice sounded.

Old Man Wan spoke up. He looked at Fang Bai and said, "Give this old man some face and let this matter pass."

Hearing this, Fang Bai nodded. "Then I'll give the old gentleman some face. Actually, I'm a person with a very broad perspective, polite, and respectful of my elders..."

Everyone: "..."

Su Yunsheng's eyes widened!

Holy crap! I have never seen such a brazen and shameless person!

Fang Bai glared. "Hmm? You have an objection?"

Su Yunsheng's mouth twitched, and then he turned and left.

Damn it! If I can't afford to provoke you, can't I at least hide from you?

The others also left one after another, fearing that this kid might suddenly go crazy and give them a beating as well.

These old fellows still cared about their dignity.

Soon, only Old Man Wan and Fang Bai remained on the field.

Old Man Wan looked at Fang Bai with gratification and said, "Not bad, to be able to grow to this extent is quite alright."

Fang Bai's mouth twitched, and he said defiantly, "Old gentleman, is this only 'quite alright'? Looking at human history, who else has achieved what I have? Even the White Emperor couldn't, right?"

The old gentleman wasn't surprised that he was familiar with the White Emperor and smiled faintly. "Your promotion speed is indeed very fast, but what if there are no more Monsters to kill?"

Fang Bai frowned. He suddenly remembered the Gluttonous God's previous threat, claiming that he wouldn't be allowed to kill a single Monster.

He didn't think the other party was joking; clearly, they had already grasped the secret to his leveling up.

Fang Bai said quietly, "If I really wanted to charge into the Demon Realm, it wouldn't be that easy for them to stop me."

"No, you're wrong."

Old Man Wan spoke slowly, "You underestimate the Ninth Rank Peak too much. Their strength isn't just in their realm. Little fellow, do you know why no one can break through to the Tenth Rank now?"

Fang Bai said in confusion, "I really don't know about that."

Old Man Wan said slowly, "It's because of the limitations of our civilization."

He slowly raised his head, looking deep into the firmament, a hint of complexity appearing in his eyes. "There are heavens beyond heavens!"

Fang Bai frowned. "Old gentleman, do you mean to say that for our civilization, the path upward has been blocked?"

Old Man Wan nodded slowly. "That's exactly what I mean."

Fang Bai raised an eyebrow. "Even you can't break through?"

Old Man Wan put his hands behind his back and said indifferently, "There's no need for that."

"Hmm?"

Fang Bai heard something in Old Man Wan's words. The other party seemed to indeed have the ability to break the Civilizational Shackles, but for some reason, he hadn't done so.

Why was that?

Old Man Wan said slowly, "The Demon Race alone almost wiped out our human civilization. If we open the boundary wall, wouldn't that be inviting the wolf into the house?"

Hearing this, Fang Bai understood.

Simply put, their human civilization belonged to a low-level civilization. To break through the limits of martial arts, they had to break these Civilizational Shackles. And what was above a low-level civilization? Naturally, it was a high-level civilization!

High-level civilizations naturally viewed low-level civilizations like ants.

Ants were existences that could be crushed at will!

If those high-level civilizations invaded, Blue Star and the entire human civilization would become slaves!

Fang Bai pondered for a moment, then said, "So that means the ultimate level we can reach is only the Ninth Rank Peak!"

Old Man Wan said slowly, "Whether it's this old man or the Gluttonous God, we have actually already broken through the limits of this world. We can clearly feel that barrier. If the barrier is broken, then we will break through instantly."

Fang Bai said in a deep voice, "It must be desperate to break through!"

Old Man Wan's gaze was profound as he said, "That's why this old man is stopping it."

Fang Bai suddenly asked, "If one day I also reach that level and need to break through, will you stop me?"

Old Man Wan looked at Fang Bai, and the latter looked straight back at him.

After a moment, Old Man Wan smiled slightly. "Right now we have a common enemy. Of course, as for the future, no one knows what will happen."

Fang Bai also revealed a smile. "I can tell that you, old gentleman, are still very kind towards human civilization."

Old Man Wan didn't deny it but sighed, "Guarding civilization—this is this old man's duty."

Fang Bai shrugged. "Understandable. Respect."

Old Man Wan looked at Fang Bai and said, "You little fellow, you look slippery on the surface, but actually, you're also a kind person."

"Ah? Me?"

Fang Bai pointed at himself, his expression somewhat strange.

He was kind?

He didn't even think so himself.

Fang Bai still felt that being a bad person carried no burden; kind people were the ones who always suffered losses.

Old Man Wan smiled and then said, "In one month, the fate of the Human Race will be decided. Treasure this month's time."

Fang Bai suddenly said, "Old gentleman, do you think our Human Race will perish?"

Old Man Wan turned and walked into the distance, saying indifferently, "As long as this old man doesn't die, the Human Race will not perish."

Hearing this, Fang Bai revealed a smile. "Since you say so, then I'm relieved."

If the sky falls, the tall guys will hold it up; he could comfortably go wild now.

After the battle ended, the Human Race celebrated.

This hard-won victory had saved the lives of tens of thousands of humans.

Above the Dragon Kingdom, the Hall Master of the Dragon King Hall, Bei Yuan, and other high-level officials of the Dragon Kingdom stood suspended in the air, their gazes deep.

"The final battle..."

Bei Yuan spoke slowly.

"After struggling for hundreds of years, we can finally have a good rest."

"We'll just have to see whether we're lying at home or buried in the ground."