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Bringing the Farm to Live in Another World

Chapter 864: Golden Saints? What the heck kind of world is this?! 🤨

Published: March 12, 2025

Zhao Hai didn't even glance at the surrounding Divine Race Members wielding domain weapons but instead looked curiously at the small array disc in the old man's hand. This small array disc appeared exquisitely crafted, made entirely of golden metal, and was exceptionally beautiful.

Zhao Hai was certain that this magic array disc was not a simple item. The powerful beings using domain weapons had not appeared out of nowhere; they must have been following the old man all along. However, the magic array in the old man's hand had concealment properties, which prevented him from noticing these Divine Race Members.

Upon seeing Zhao Hai's expression, the old man's face darkened. He lightly patted the metal bull head he was seated on twice with his left hand, and suddenly a small round hole appeared on the bull's head. The old man placed the array disc into the round hole, which then vanished without a trace.

It was incredibly intricate. Although the old man was still some distance away from Zhao Hai, he could clearly see the old man's actions and the movements of the metal bull. Inside the metal bull was a small groove perfectly fitting for the magic array disc; it could indeed be described as exquisite.

After placing the array disc, the old man turned to face Zhao Hai and said in a deep voice, "You dare to cause trouble on my Taurus Continent? You are the first in many years to have such audacity. However, the dignity of the Golden Bull Divine Race cannot be trampled by anyone; you must die!"

Zhao Hai looked at the old man and smiled slightly, "Just you and these people want my life, Zhao Hai? Are you all still dreaming? Do you really think those who wield domain weapons can threaten me? Stop dreaming! Today, I'll let you know what true strength is." With that, Zhao Hai focused his thoughts, and the magic circles on both sides of the Darkness King began adjusting their angles, aligning with those Divine Race Members.

The old man watched Zhao Hai quietly, not believing that a few magic cannons could have any effect. This was not due to the old man being uninformed; besides the first encounter with Holy Light City, Zhao Hai had not used the magic cannons on the Darkness King. In that instance, not a single Divine Race Member escaped, so they were unaware of how powerful the magic cannons on the Darkness King were. In the old man's view, it was impossible for a magic cannon to break through the shields of those wielding domain weapons, so he felt no concern.

The Divine Race Members wielding domain weapons also did not take this matter to heart. They were Divine Race Members, the pinnacle of existence; even ordinary Divine Race members held such arrogance, let alone them.

It was precisely because of their careless attitude that Zhao Hai found the opportunity for a lethal strike. Although those people saw the magic cannons on the Darkness King aimed at them, no one moved, hoping to intimidate Zhao Hai in this manner.

At that moment, the magic cannons emitted red light almost simultaneously. The red light pierced through the Divine Race Members' domains as easily as a sword through paper, vaporizing the individuals within. The domain weapons lost their operators and began to fall, but they quickly vanished in mid-air as Zhao Hai collected them into his space.

After effortlessly wiping out those Divine Race Members, Zhao Hai lifted his head to look at the old man sitting on the metal bull and smiled, "Just them? They want my life? What a dream!" Previously, Zhao Hai had said something similar, but the old man had not taken it to heart, thinking Zhao Hai was simply arrogant. However, hearing Zhao Hai say this now, the old man felt a chill run through him.

The old man looked at Zhao Hai with the gaze of someone who had seen a monster. He truly did not expect that twenty domain experts would be wiped out in an instant by Zhao Hai. Even he could not achieve such a feat using domain weapons. For the first time, a sense of foreboding rose in the old man's heart.