#1892 - Powerless!
“Boom…”
In the sky above the Third Heaven, Ji Dongfeng and Mao Xinghe stood facing each other, both exuding intense killing intent.
“Say that again,” Ji Dongfeng said coldly.
Hearing this, a hint of mockery flashed in Mao Xinghe's eyes as he said, “Ji Dongfeng, I know you are not afraid of death, and you also possess the ability to revive other beings, but have you ever considered that many of your abilities were bestowed upon you by Lord Hong?”
Ji Dongfeng frowned and said in a deep voice, “What exactly are you trying to say?”
“You have several guardians, right? If I were to take them to a place you cannot reach and then kill them, what could you do?” Mao Xinghe said.
Hearing this, the killing intent on Ji Dongfeng's body surged wildly.
“Don't get so agitated. I know what you're thinking. You believe that guardians also possess the ability to revive, but… what if I directly reclaim the Divine Mountain?” Mao Xinghe said, the mockery in his tone growing stronger.
“Ji Dongfeng, the Divine Mountain is originally Lord Hong's tool. Reclaiming it is within his rights.”
“I just want to tell you, don't think you're invincible. If Lord Hong wants to deal with you, he has plenty of methods and means. Now, obediently get out of the way.”
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng took a deep breath and said coldly, “Believe it or not, I'll destroy the Filth Extermination Army.”
Mao Xinghe's pupils shrank upon hearing this, then he sneered, “You're just boasting. With your strength, you're just an ordinary existence in the Filth Extermination Army. How could you destroy it? I'll give you a few more breaths to get out of here.”
Ji Dongfeng frowned slightly upon hearing this, and the killing intent on his body slowly subsided.
“Something's not right. You're not Mao Xinghe. The real Mao Xinghe wouldn't say these things. More importantly, Lord Hong needs my strength to deal with the Filth Lord right now. Mao Xinghe wouldn't treat me like this,” Ji Dongfeng said, staring intently at Mao Xinghe, trying to find some flaw.
Hearing this, Mao Xinghe sneered and said, “Don't you have the ability to see through disguises? Aren't you able to see through everything?”
“I can't see through it, which proves that your realm and abilities are far above mine. But my intuition tells me that you are definitely not Mao Xinghe,” Ji Dongfeng said.
“Lord Hong won't attack me for the time being. If he senses the presence of someone whose realm is far higher than mine entering here, he wouldn't stand idly by. But until now, Lord Hong hasn't reacted at all, and you can enter this place at will, which proves… that your ability, even if it's weaker than Lord Hong's, isn't much weaker…”
Thinking of this, Ji Dongfeng's expression darkened, and he said, “You… could you be a divine incarnation of some Dominator?”
Hearing this, Mao Xinghe took a deep look at Ji Dongfeng and said, “I don't like the title of Dominator. If there must be a name, I prefer the word 'God'.”
“Boom!”
As soon as the words fell, Mao Xinghe's figure turned into a cloud of colorful mist and dissipated with the wind.
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng's pupils trembled, and his gaze shifted, discovering that the surrounding space had been completely frozen, and the creatures in the distance were also fixed in the void, unable to move.
“Don't worry, the entire Underworld Hong Tree has been frozen by me. No living being can detect my existence, except for you,” The Fool laughed.
“Why are you doing this… a dignified Dominator… shouldn't you be high above?” Ji Dongfeng asked. He could feel that at this moment, not only the outside space, but also his exclusive space had completely entered a state of stillness, unable to enter, and the creatures inside could not leave.
Hearing this, The Fool laughed and said, “High above? All I see is emptiness, how boring. If I didn't come here, how could I see such an interesting bug like you?”
“To be honest, I really want to erase the people around you and see to what extent your potential will be stimulated.”
As soon as the words fell, The Fool flicked the long whip in his hand, and Guai Guai Jingling, Liao Wushengqu, Hou Yi and others instantly crossed space and came nearby, but at this moment, their bodies had shrunk countless times, turning into porcelain dolls only a few centimeters tall, held in The Fool's hand.
“I just need to exert a little force, and they'll be gone, unable to revive, unable to reincarnate,” The Fool laughed.
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng's expression changed, and he said in a deep voice, “What exactly do you want to do!”
“Look at you, you're too easily agitated. If you want to achieve great things, you must not show your emotions. Ji Dongfeng, aren't you the supervisor of the Law of Gambling? Let's make a bet,” The Fool laughed.
“As for the content of the bet… it's whether you can destroy the Filth Extermination Army. If you can, I will take you to the next gamble. If you can't, I will crush them one by one.”
“I want to make a special point, although I'm smiling, I'm not joking. How about this, I'll crush one first.”
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng's whole body trembled, and he shouted angrily, “Stop!”
As soon as the words fell, Ji Dongfeng's figure flickered, preparing to attack directly, but the next moment he was fixed in place, unable to speak, unable to move.
“I'm relatively merciful, willing to give you a chance. You can move your eyes and choose a porcelain doll, just as a reward for you seeing through my disguise,” The Fool laughed, spreading out his palm, with Guai Guai Jingling, Liao Wushengqu, Hou Yi and other creatures lined up in order.
Seeing this, the killing intent in Ji Dongfeng's heart surged, and his eyes stared intently at The Fool.
“Your eyes are good, keep it up. I'll give you ten breaths. If you don't choose, I'll randomly crush two,” The Fool laughed, the smile on his mask becoming even brighter.
Hearing this, Ji Dongfeng clenched his teeth, wanting to contact the Lord of Laws or even the Heavenly Dao, but he soon discovered that all his methods had lost their effect in front of The Fool.
“In front of you, I am the true God. Don't struggle, you still have seven breaths,” The Fool laughed.
“Six.”
“Five.”
“Four… hurry up, Ji Dongfeng, give me some interesting choices.”
“Three.”
“Two.”
With The Fool's countdown, Ji Dongfeng only felt that the anger in his heart was about to completely devour him, but this surging anger could not be vented at all at this moment!
“One.”
“It's a pity, you're still a bit boring,” The Fool laughed, picking up Guai Guai Jingling and Liao Wushengqu with his other hand.
“These two porcelain dolls are the ones you value the most, right?” The Fool laughed.
“I'm going to crush them into powder.”
