The Guardian Land, second level, the Fengtian Squad’s headquarters.
“The Uprising Army?” Feng Wudi’s name was well-known and his strength formidable in the Guardian Land. However, there would always be someone stronger, and although the Fengtian Squad was powerful, there were many other squads just as formidable.
Yet this newly emerged “Uprising Army” dared to rise up, which caught Feng Wudi’s attention.
“The Rose Squad and the Hundred War Squad were both rescued by these two. They do have some ability,” Feng Wudi said with a smile.
Around him, the Fengtian Squad members chuckled, not taking this newly formed squad seriously at all.
At that moment, one of the squad members rushed in hastily.
“Captain, the leader of the Uprising Army, Lin Fan, has actually captured the Thunder King!” The member’s expression was shocked, barely able to believe what he was saying.
“How is that possible?” A burly man beside him, with a massive axe strapped to his back, laughed disbelievingly.
“It’s absolutely true! Right now, the Thunder King is bound there, being humiliated by the Uprising Army,” the member explained.
The other member who had previously reported the news also wore a stunned expression. He hadn’t seen the Thunder King earlier, but now hearing this, his eyes revealed astonishment.
Feng Wudi furrowed his brow, suddenly standing up and gazing into the distance, murmuring softly.
“The Uprising Army…”
At this moment, not only the Fengtian Squad but also many other squads were shocked. For them, this was a major event indeed—the Thunder King mission was one that no squad had dared to accept.
Who exactly was this leader of the Uprising Army?
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“Feng Qingzi, your apprentice is quite unruly,” an elder man said with a faint smile to Feng Qingzi from atop the ninth level of the Guardian Land.
“Heh, if he were docile, I wouldn’t have taken notice of him,” Feng Qingzi replied calmly, a hint of pride in his heart.
After all, having a capable apprentice was always a source of pride.
“But this matter may not be simple. If the Saint comes looking for us, things might get complicated,” the elder remarked.
“How complicated could it get? It wasn’t even us who acted. If the Thunder King was defeated by my apprentice, it’s only his own fault. Even if the Saint comes, what can he do? We can just fight again,” Feng Qingzi shrugged.
“Haha…” The elder laughed but said nothing further. They had no intention of meddling in such matters, only wanting to focus on defending the Guardian Land.
Though he was at the tenth rank of the Divine Heaven Position and held the Eternal God’s seat, he had not yet achieved the Eternal Throne. Even so, his strength was still formidable. If Feng Qingzi were absent, he would be the one guarding the Guardian Land.
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“I am a prisoner—I demand humane treatment!” The Thunder King’s voice was weak. He felt death was near.
Numbness had completely overtaken his lower body; he could no longer feel anything, not even the strength to move. He didn’t know how many times he had been kicked, but the swelling continued to torment him.
Lin Fan looked at the Thunder King’s pitiful state and couldn’t help but smile. If he himself kicked him, it would be disastrous—the Thunder King might explode instantly.
“Never thought the Thunder King would amount to this. That last kick felt amazing.”
“Yeah, this is the Thunder King we’re talking about! And now he’s being kicked around and crying out in pain. It’s just too satisfying.”
The members who had joined the “Uprising Army” had all completed the initiation ceremony. The badge they held in their hands felt warm. To them, the Uprising Army might just be their true home.
Thump! Thump!
“I haven’t kicked him yet!”
At that moment, the earth trembled, and everyone turned in astonishment.
A giant being, ten zhang tall, with bulging muscles and legs as thick as pillars, approached.
“You’re so slow! We’ve all finished kicking him already!” the Uprising Army members laughed.
“I wanted to be last. I wanted the Thunder King to know my strength,” the giant said hoarsely.
Lin Fan looked at the giant and swallowed hard. If this guy kicked him, it would be catastrophic. He wondered if the Thunder King could even survive.
Feeling the tremors, the Thunder King weakly lifted his head. When he saw the towering figure before him, his expression completely changed.
“You…”
“Thunder King, you probably don’t remember me, but I, Dafu, will never forget you. You killed my wife and children—I will never let you go,” Dafu roared furiously, his voice filled with boundless rage, as if he wanted to tear the Thunder King apart.
“This is a giant with a story,” Lin Fan said calmly.
“Indeed, my thoughts exactly,” said the monk Sakya.
The Thunder King, seeing the giant before him, felt his heart collapse.
As a King of the Ancient Race, when had he ever suffered such humiliation? The insects he once looked down upon had now climbed atop his head, humiliating him without mercy.
“I am a prisoner—I demand humane treatment!” The Thunder King no longer wished to speak empty threats. He knew that saying more would only provoke their anger.
His spiritual power was gone, his body completely suppressed. Even an ordinary blade could now cut him open.
“That Dafu guy, right?” Lin Fan asked.
“Captain,” Dafu replied, looking at Lin Fan with admiration.
“Since this Thunder King killed your family, then go ahead and kick him. But don’t kill him—he’s still useful later,” Lin Fan instructed.
“Yes, Captain!” Dafu looked gratefully at Lin Fan before turning to the Thunder King. “I won’t kill you, but you will pay a heavy price.”
“You’re despicable!” Knowing he couldn’t escape, the Thunder King glared angrily at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan shrugged helplessly.
Buzz…
At that moment, Dafu’s entire body surged with spiritual energy, and a whirlwind formed around his right leg.
“Whoa, he’s going for the balls!” Lin Fan exclaimed in shock.
“This cultivator’s murderous intent is intense,” Sakya said.
“This is definitely going to be a disaster. I can’t even watch,” Lin Fan muttered.
…
“Thunder King—take this kick!”
Boom!
A single kick tore through space, the sonic boom echoing across the heavens. Everyone’s eyes widened, as if anticipating a momentous event.
Crash!
Aaah!
At that moment, everyone was stunned silent.
Testicles destroyed, testicles destroyed—utterly gruesome.
Drip!
Blood splattered everywhere. The surrounding crowd wore expressions of shock, instantly frozen.
“He’s… shattered. Really shattered.”
“The Thunder King’s balls are finally gone.”
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“Monk, do you think the Thunder King, now incomplete, will still be accepted when we turn in the mission?” Lin Fan asked.
The Sanctuary, Second Layer, Base Camp of the Sealing Sky Squad.
“Rebels?” Feng Wudi was quite famous in the Sanctuary, with formidable strength. However, there are always people beyond people, and skies beyond skies. Although the Sealing Sky Squad was strong, there were quite a few squads not inferior to them.
Now, this “Rebel Army” had risen up, catching Feng Wudi’s attention.
“The Rose Squad and the Hundred Battles Squad were both rescued by them. They do have some skills,” Feng Wudi said with a smile.
The members of the Sealing Sky Squad around him chuckled, not taking this newly formed squad seriously at all.
At that moment, a member rushed in hurriedly.
“Captain, the leader of the Rebel Army, Lin Fan, has actually captured the Thunder Monarch,” the member said with a shocked and incredulous expression.
“How is that possible?” a burly man with a giant axe on his back laughed in disbelief.
“It’s absolutely true. The Thunder Monarch is tied up over there, being humiliated by the Rebel Army,” the member continued.
The member who had reported the incident earlier also looked incredulous. He hadn’t seen the Thunder Monarch there before, but now, hearing this, his eyes also showed shock.
Feng Wudi frowned, suddenly stood up, and gazed into the distance, murmuring, “Rebel Army.”
At this moment, not only was the Sealing Sky Squad shocked, but other squads were also utterly astonished. For them, this was a significant event. The mission to capture the Thunder Monarch was something no squad had been able to undertake.
Who exactly was the leader of this Rebel Army?
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“Feng Qingzi, your disciple is quite restless,” an old man on the ninth layer of the Sanctuary said with a smile, looking at Feng Qingzi beside him.
“Haha, if he were restful, he wouldn’t have caught my eye,” Feng Qingzi replied with a faint smile, feeling a bit proud.
After all, it was good to have a capable disciple.
“But this matter isn’t simple. If the Saint comes looking, the situation might get tricky,” the old man said.
“How tricky can it be? It’s not like we intervened. The Thunder Monarch was defeated by my disciple, and that’s his own fault. Even if the Saint comes, what can he do? At most, we’ll fight again,” Feng Qingzi said, curling his lips.
“Haha…” The old man laughed and didn’t say more. They wouldn’t interfere in these matters; they just wanted to protect the Sanctuary well.
Although he was at the tenth level of the Divine Heaven Realm, he hadn’t attained the Eternal Throne. Even so, his strength was still formidable. If Feng Qingzi wasn’t around, he would be the one guarding the Sanctuary.
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“I am a prisoner, I demand preferential treatment,” the Thunder Monarch’s voice was weak, feeling like he was on the brink of death.
He was completely numb below, with no sensation at all, unable to even move.
He didn’t know how many times he had been kicked, but the swelling sensation continued to torment him.
Lin Fan looked at the Thunder Monarch’s miserable state and couldn’t help but laugh. If he were to kick him now, it would be disastrous—the Thunder Monarch would explode instantly.
“I never thought the Thunder Monarch would be so weak. That last kick felt amazing.”
“Yeah, this is the Thunder Monarch, and now he’s howling from my kick. It feels incredible.”
The members who had joined the “Rebel Army” had all completed their initiation, holding their badges warmly in their hands. For them, the “Rebel Army” might just be their true home.
Thud! Thud!
“I haven’t kicked him yet.”
At that moment, the ground shook, and everyone looked up, stunned.
A giant from the Titan race, ten zhang tall, with bulging muscles and legs as thick as pillars, stood before them.
“Why are you so slow? We’ve all finished kicking,” the Rebel Army members asked with a laugh.
“I want to be the last one to kick. I want the Thunder Monarch to know my power,” the Titan said in a hoarse voice.
Lin Fan looked at the Titan and couldn’t help but gulp. One kick from this guy would be devastating.
He wondered if the Thunder Monarch could even survive it.
The Thunder Monarch felt the ground shake and weakly lifted his head. When he saw the towering Titan, his expression changed completely.
“You…”
“Thunder Monarch, you probably don’t remember me, but I, Dafu, will never forget you. You killed my wife and child, and I will never let you go,” Dafu said with a voice full of rage, wishing he could end the Thunder Monarch right there.
“This Titan has quite a story,” Lin Fan said calmly.
“Indeed, I share the same thought, benefactor,” the Venerable Shakyamuni said.
The Thunder Monarch looked at the Titan, his heart on the verge of collapse.
As a monarch of the ancient race, he had never suffered such humiliation. The ants he once looked down upon were now standing over him, humiliating him at will.
“I am a prisoner, I demand preferential treatment,” the Thunder Monarch didn’t want to make any more threats. In his view, more threats would only provoke their anger.
His magic was completely drained, and his physical strength was utterly suppressed. Even an ordinary blade could cut him now.
“That’s Dafu, right?” Lin Fan asked.
“Yes, Captain,” Dafu said, looking at Lin Fan with admiration.
“The Thunder Monarch killed your wife and child, so go ahead and kick him to your heart’s content. Just don’t kill him; we still need him later,” Lin Fan said.
“Yes, Captain,” Dafu said gratefully, then turned to the Thunder Monarch. “I won’t kill you, but I will make you pay dearly.”
“You’re despicable,” the Thunder Monarch knew he couldn’t escape and glared at Lin Fan in anger.
Lin Fan shrugged, indicating he was helpless.
Buzz…
At that moment, Dafu’s entire body surged with magic, and a storm formed around his right leg.
“Wow, he’s going to kick his balls off,” Lin Fan said, shocked at the sight.
“This benefactor has quite a murderous intent,” the Venerable Shakyamuni said.
“It’s going to be a bloody mess. I can’t bear to watch.”
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“Thunder Monarch, take this kick!”
Boom!
The kick tore through the void, the sonic boom echoing across the heavens. Everyone’s eyes widened, as if waiting for something monumental to happen.
Bang!
Ah!
At that moment, everyone was utterly dumbfounded.
It was a bloody mess, with shattered pieces flying everywhere. It was a gruesome sight.
Drip, drip…
Blood splattered everywhere, and the surrounding people were stunned, frozen in place.
“It’s shattered… it’s really shattered.”
“The Thunder Monarch’s balls are finally gone.”
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“Monk, do you think the Thunder Monarch, now incomplete, will still be accepted for the mission?” Lin Fan asked.
“Benefactor, I’m not quite sure about that.”
The Thunder Monarch let out a horrific scream, the pain driving him to the brink of madness.
“I’ve finally avenged you,” Dafu said, ignoring the blood on his foot, looking up at the sky with tears streaming down his face.
The hatred that had been pent up for years was finally avenged.
And thus, the first eunuch monarch of the ancient race was born in the hands of the Rebel Army. It was a creative moment, and everyone present was a witness to this historic event.
The Thunder King screamed in agony, the pain driving him nearly mad.
“I’ve finally avenged you all,” Dafu, ignoring the blood on his foot, lifted his head to gaze into the sky, tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.
Years of pent-up hatred were finally avenged.
And thus, history’s first castrated King of the Ancient Race was born at the hands of the Uprising Army—a creative moment indeed. Everyone present bore witness to this historic scene.
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