Chapter 792: Wrath

“If you don’t mind, let’s address each other as brothers,” the silver-robed man Luo Hai said straightforwardly. There was an innate boldness in his bones, though this very temperament had often led to him being schemed against by so-called ‘friends’ during his travels. Yet, he cared little for such betrayals—once deceived, the friendship naturally ended.

“Brother Luo Hai,” Dongbo Xueying responded immediately.

Luo Hai waved his hand, collecting the scattered items, then raised an eyebrow. “Brother Dongbo, this Void creature was slain by me, so the spoils are mine.”

“Naturally,” Dongbo Xueying replied with a smile.

“The next one you kill will be yours. Let’s go—this Chaos Land is already cleared of Void creatures.” Luo Hai paused. “By the way, this is your avatar, right? Where’s your true body?”

“I don’t possess Brother Luo Hai’s strength and dare not enter a Chaos Land recklessly. My true body remains in the Chaos Void,” Dongbo Xueying explained.

“You’re truly cautious.”

Luo Hai then departed the Chaos Land alongside Dongbo Xueying’s avatar, reuniting with his true body outside.

Dongbo Xueying held considerable trust in Luo Hai. For one, any cultivator willing to slay these Void creatures earned his respect. Secondly, against a Void Primordial Realm expert, Dongbo Xueying was confident in his ability to protect himself—after all, a Golden-Robed Disciple of the Taixu Temple wasn’t so easily killed.

Upon seeing Dongbo Xueying’s true body, Luo Hai smiled. For a Dominator to reveal his true form was a gesture of significant trust.

Friendship was a matter of discernment.

In Luo Hai’s eyes, a Dominator who dared to repeatedly strike against an evidently powerful force to save countless lives was someone worth befriending.

“You—” Luo Hai suddenly widened his eyes, scrutinizing Dongbo Xueying. “You’re actually… this young?”

From the aura of his true body, one could roughly estimate his cultivation lifespan. Clearly, Dongbo Xueying was exceptionally young.

“This is unfair. I thought you’d cultivated for a long time, hence addressing you as a brother. But now, seeing how young you are—though age matters little among cultivators—you’re just too young. Truly unfair,” Luo Hai muttered.

“How long has Brother Luo Hai cultivated?” Dongbo Xueying asked with a smile, unable to discern Luo Hai’s cultivation years, sensing only vagueness.

Even the Black Gourd’s artifact spirit chimed in: “This Luo Hai—I can confirm he’s at the Void Primordial Realm, but nothing else. It seems he possesses some protective treasure.”

“Me?”

Luo Hai rubbed his head and smirked mysteriously. “How long have I cultivated? That’s a difficult question. Best not to ask. Even among Void Gods, my age is considered quite advanced. Alas, I can’t compare to geniuses like you. Do you know how much suffering I endured to reach this level? More than you could imagine.”

Dongbo Xueying grinned. His own cultivation lifespan was short, and this Luo Hai seemed to belong to the category of those who painstakingly ascended to Void Godhood over an exceedingly long time.

But…

He was mistaken. The experiences of his ‘Brother Luo Hai’ far exceeded his imagination.

“Let’s go. We’ll head to the next Chaos Land and continue the fight. True strength is honed in battle, and these Void creatures all deserve death,” Luo Hai declared, brimming with fighting spirit.

“Agreed,” Dongbo Xueying said, willing to accompany him.

Luo Hai’s speed in traversing the Void left Dongbo Xueying astounded. As a Void Traveler at the 20th layer of the Traveler’s Secret Treasury, his own Void traversal should surpass that of most ordinary Void Gods. Yet Luo Hai moved through the Chaos Void at speeds dozens of times faster. Dongbo Xueying estimated he’d need to reach the 27th or 28th layer of the Traveler’s Secret Treasury to match Luo Hai.

Such speed in Void traversal was indeed terrifying.

In just nine hundred years, Luo Hai led Dongbo Xueying to another Chaos Land.

“Brother Dongbo, let’s charge in and slaughter them,” Luo Hai said, gazing at the distant Chaos Land like a wolf spotting prey, his eyes gleaming differently.

“Shouldn’t we scout first?” Dongbo Xueying interjected. “I can send an avatar to assess the situation.”

“You still plan to use an avatar?” Luo Hai shook his head. “Avatars fight without real danger. Without life-and-death battles, how can your blood boil? Besides, your avatar’s strength is far inferior to your true body. Only your true form can face stronger opponents. Battling stronger foes will benefit you far more.”

“But going in with my true body risks my life,” Dongbo Xueying said, somewhat exasperated. The path of cultivation was long—how had someone as reckless as Luo Hai survived this long?

On the cultivation path, survival came first!

Had he acted so rashly in previous Chaos Lands, encountering a ‘Void Unity Realm’ existence, he might already be dead.

“Alone, you must be cautious. But with me, there’s no need to worry,” Luo Hai continued. “During my travels, I’ve noticed vast stretches of Chaos Lands being occupied. I’ve decided to eradicate them all within a million years.”

“A million years? And wipe them all out?” Dongbo Xueying was stunned.

He himself had only sent avatars for assassinations, managing to kill weaker Void Gods while struggling against stronger ones. Now that his presence was known, even the weaker Void Gods had gone into hiding, making further gains difficult. Yet, this also meant the opposing force wouldn’t waste resources targeting a minor figure like him.

But Luo Hai’s sweeping extermination… would inevitably draw the attention of the faction’s strongest.

“Don’t worry, I’ll protect you,” Luo Hai said, noticing his new friend’s hesitation. After a moment’s thought, he retrieved a token bearing the character ‘Luo,’ radiating an overwhelming aura.

Gazing at it, Dongbo Xueying felt as though he were witnessing an indomitable blade-light, cleaving through all existence.

“City Lord Luo is my father,” Luo Hai murmured. “Now you can rest assured.”

Dongbo Xueying stared at him in shock.

City Lord Luo?

At the Chaos Realm, City Lord Luo stood among the foremost of the Ultimate Existences. Among the three Cosmic Gods of the Eastern Lin Sacred World—’Blade Emperor,’ ‘Void Ancestor,’ and ‘Bone Ancestor’—only the Blade Emperor slightly surpassed him. The other two were inferior.

Despite being at the Chaos Realm, his combat prowess was unparalleled. According to his master, Void Traveler Gu Qi, City Lord Luo was regarded as the highest in combat realm among all powerhouses, holding a uniquely exalted status.

Master Gu Qi’s records spoke sparingly but reverently of City Lord Luo, mentioning his close ties with the Blade Emperor.

In the Eastern Lin Sacred World, few dared defy City Lord Luo’s word.

“City Lord Luo is your father?” Dongbo Xueying studied the silver-robed youth before him, hardly believing he’d encountered someone of such stature.

“Now you’re reassured. But unless absolutely necessary, I’d rather not rely on my father,” Luo Hai said, his expression shifting slightly at the mention of his father.

With such a secret revealed and the token’s authenticity undeniable—and given their proximity to the Eastern Lin Sacred World, coupled with Luo Hai’s survival despite his recklessness—Dongbo Xueying decided to throw caution to the wind.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two streaked toward the vast Chaos Land like shooting stars.

—

Dongbo Xueying never imagined they’d sweep through the lands so brazenly. Typically, he’d engage first in assaults on Chaos Lands. If he struggled, Luo Hai would let him fight to his heart’s content before intervening. Against ordinary Void Gods, Luo Hai fought barehanded, effortlessly annihilating them.

Only the rare few with exceptional survival skills or those at the Void Unity Realm forced Luo Hai to draw the blade on his back.

Once unsheathed, he could clash head-on with Void Unity Realm experts, even swiftly escaping with Dongbo Xueying in tow.

—

Within the boundless Chaos Land, five towering figures stood apart, each taking humanoid forms. Massive hooves and tentacles gripped goblets as they drank deeply.

Their auras were overwhelming, manifesting as swirling black clouds, crackling lightning, or spreading frost.

“A silver-robed swordsman and a mere Dominator in white—how dare these two cultivators act so arrogantly?” rumbled a colossal figure with dozens of tentacles, his massive head lowering. “Their path of slaughter hasn’t been concealed at all. They’re moving from one Chaos Land to the next, following the shortest route. By their trajectory, they should arrive here soon.”

“This time, even if two Void Unity Realm experts came, they’d lose their lives.”

“Don’t kill them too quickly. Let them suffer for millions of years, learning the cost of crossing us.”

“Daring to provoke us? Hmph.”

Their killing intent was palpable.

Previously, occasional cultivators had struck, but cautiously, aware of the faction’s might. The higher-ups treated such skirmishes as training for their subordinates.

But this was different. The consecutive massacres of Chaos Land guardians in rapid succession had enraged the faction’s leaders. These two audacious cultivators had to be dealt with swiftly!