We Agreed to Brag Together, But You Secretly Dominated the World Chapter 485 -: Unrivaled Below the Quasi-Emperor Realm

Since no traces of dark creatures were detected in the Southern Region, the immediate worry about them vanished.

This then raised a pressing question: from where did this assembly of Great Saints and Saint Kings procure such an abundance of Black Blood Stones? It seemed highly improbable that these stones were mere relics preserved from ancient times. While possible, the unlikelihood was significant. Had such ancient artifacts existed, Long Wu would certainly have alerted him. The absence of any mention from Long Wu strongly indicated that these Black Blood Stones were not from antiquity.

Furthermore, Long Wu, a master of the Saint King Realm and an expert of the True Dragon Clan, had not refined the Black Blood Stones of the myriad races in the same manner as these experts. One would expect that resources from the myriad races would naturally be allocated with priority to the experts of dominant clans. The entire situation, by all accounts, was deeply suspect.

“Allow me to hazard a guess.” Su Chen’s gaze ascended towards the Heaven Devouring Beast positioned before him. His eyes then drifted from the beast, sweeping across the gathered experts of the myriad races, before he posed his question: “Could the Ancient Pact you mentioned have some connection to the dark creatures?”

Buzz…

The moment the words left his lips, the visages of the experts from every race shifted dramatically, their demeanors betraying extreme unease.

The dark creatures were not indigenous to this world. Strictly speaking, when confronting these abominations, both the human race and the ancient myriad races were compelled to unite and stand together, setting aside all animosity.

“Haha… Knowing this before your demise is of no use to you. Why not simply rest in peace!” A voice boomed from the void.

As the voice faded, Su Chen launched another assault. The Heavenly Emperor Fist erupted with terrifying power, extending its reach across ten thousand miles. In mere moments, several Great Saints were obliterated by Su Chen’s might. The concealed Saint King was expelled from the void, coughing blood and regarding Su Chen with utter disbelief.

“Did I grant you permission to interrupt while I was speaking?” Su Chen’s gaze fell upon him coldly as he uttered softly.

“You…” The adversary faltered upon hearing this, a flicker of rage crossing his features. Yet, he dared not initiate an attack against Su Chen.

“Su Chen! You must be acutely aware of the capabilities of the Black Blood Stones. While your strength might make it feasible for you to dispatch us individually, it is impossible for you to completely annihilate us in a brief span of time! Though we may not match you in single combat, united, we can withstand the arrival of the Quasi-Emperor,” the expert from the Thundercloud Hou Clan declared with measured calm.

“Kill? When precisely did I state my intention to kill you? Although I cannot eradicate you swiftly, I can certainly suppress you! Once I have overcome that Quasi-Emperor, I shall deal with you at my leisure,” Su Chen responded placidly.

His strategic thinking had undergone a transformation. Ever since detecting the refinement of the Black Blood Stones, Su Chen had been contemplating an escape from this predicament. Upon careful consideration, it seemed his sole recourse was to completely subdue everyone present. Otherwise, this contingent would persist in their harassment, proving a significant detriment to his confrontation with the aforementioned Quasi-Emperor.

“Hmph! Arrogant! Do you truly believe you can contend with a Quasi-Emperor at this juncture?” the Thundercloud Hou Clan expert sneered.

With his final words, he produced a small black flag. The instant this diminutive black banner descended, it began to unfurl in the wind, rapidly expanding to envelop a thousand-mile radius. It resembled a colossal mountain forged from black refined iron, poised to crush Su Chen.

At this critical juncture, the heavens trembled, the earth fractured, and the surrounding void imploded. Were it not for the proximity of the Chaotic Sea Star Region, the resultant shockwaves might well have plunged the very cosmos into oblivion.

Clang! Su Chen unleashed a casual punch. The resplendent fist radiance met the black flag, erupting in a blinding explosion of light.

In that instant, it was as if one hundred thousand mountains simultaneously detonated, spewing magma in every direction. It was also akin to countless suns erupting in unison, their fury searing across the cosmos, emanating a potent aura that swept through all directions, shaking the heavens and earth, and reverberating throughout the entirety of existence.

A collective tremor ran through all present as they recoiled from the spectacular display. This was a ferocious clash between two Saint Kings. It was impossible to ascertain the extent of Su Chen’s employed strength. However, it was evident that the Thundercloud Hou Clan expert had unleashed his full power without reservation.

For a prolonged period, the entire battlefield was awash in chaotic luminescence, obscuring the events transpiring within. The duration seemed immeasurable, yet paradoxically, it also felt like a fleeting instant.

As the brilliant light dissipated, the entire area, including an expert from the Thundercloud Hou Clan and his natal artifact, the obsidian banner, ceased to exist.

Under the heavens, swirling wisps of chaotic mist signified the aftermath. A single, indistinct silhouette stood resolute between the expanse of the sky and the earth. Su Chen, with one hand held behind his back and the other extended forward, projected an aura of power. Symbols shimmered across his palm, punctuated by moments of fierce roars.

This spectacle sent shivers of unease down the spines of all onlookers. What was transpuring? Had the ally from the Thundercloud Hou Clan truly been subdued by Su Chen in such a manner? What exactly had transpired moments ago?

"What other capabilities do you possess? Unleash them all. If you have nothing more, then you shall be suppressed along with this Thundercloud Hou!" Su Chen declared, clenching his fist, completely dominating the Thundercloud Hou within his grasp. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping towards the other beings in the vicinity.

Merely a glance from him caused an uncontrollable tremor to run through everyone present.

A profound silence enveloped the scene. All of them observed Su Chen with palpable dread, refraining from any hostile action.

This was truly frightful! Su Chen's might far surpassed any prior expectations.

First, the Golden-Winged Roc, then the white-haired elder of the Long family, and now the expert from the Thundercloud Hou Clan… three Saint King Realm masters had fallen in succession – two met their demise, while one was utterly subjugated by Su Chen's formidable power.

In bygone eras, only a quasi-emperor could have achieved such a feat. Yet, Su Chen had only recently ascended to the Saint King Realm! He had secured such a heaven-defying battle record immediately following his breakthrough.

At this juncture, the seasoned experts from the Southern Region's myriad races finally grasped the profound terror that the opposing factions in the East Barens harbored towards Su Chen. Without the presence of a quasi-emperor, no one in this world could possibly suppress Su Chen! He stood as an unrivaled force below the Quasi-Emperor Realm!

"Haha..." At this very moment, Su Chen's voice resonated once more. His gaze traversed the gathered individuals as he proclaimed, "It appears your so-called myriad races are nothing more than mere pretenders. You do not even dare to confront me now?"