Published: March 2, 2025
In the depths of the ocean, at the moment Walter announced his death, the Sea King and Bai's gazes immediately fell upon the celestial god. At this moment, the celestial god wore a mask, hiding any expression, but the tightly clenched fists and pale knuckles undeniably indicated his emotional state.
Walter is dead... Among the small team of earth's will, only Walter could be considered a comrade of the celestial god. Now that Walter is gone, it undoubtedly severed the celestial god's left and right arms!
"Hmph..."
After a while, the celestial god let out a couple of ambiguous nasal sounds before turning to leave.
"Not watching anymore? Soon enough, it'll be Wen Yu and Tang Haofei's decisive battle," Bai remarked. It could have been a tease or perhaps tinged with a hint of sadness for the loss of a comrade. The celestial god, however, did not respond at all until his figure vanished into the depths of the sea.
"Conceptual killer move, huh."
After the celestial god departed, Bai sighed.
"I had heard that there was a killer sword in Beijing; this time, I finally gained some insights..."
Hearing Bai's words, Ye Nan couldn't help but ask, "Is this sword really that strong?"
"Very strong, practically invincible... For example, if this sword were to strike your head, regardless of whether your Avenger is still alive or not, you would definitely die! In terms of weight, this sword and your immortal body are both at the highest weight level. But when the two highest weights collide, it's all about physical quality! He is a limit breaker, and his physical quality will keep increasing. What about you? You have no skills and will always be a normal professional, so your immortal body is utterly useless against this sword."
Bai spoke rapidly, keeping his eyes glued to the screen where Qin Tian looked bewildered, until Ye Nan asked again.
"Isn't this guy invincible then? He could even take down a sovereign, right?"
"Hehe..."
Bai simply responded with a mocking expression. Perhaps out of boredom or astonishment at the sword's power, after a moment, Bai couldn't help but reveal a bit more information.
"This sword can not only not take down a sovereign... In fact, it is completely useless on the highest-level battlefield."
"Useless?"
Ye Nan's head was filled with big question marks, and all he received in response was Bai's mysterious whisper.
"Do you know what the other name for an eleventh-level strongman is?"
"What?"
"Transcendent strongman..."
"Transcendent? Transcendent in what way? Oh, oh, oh... Transcendent in terms of weight judgment, right?"
Seeing Ye Nan seem to guess the truth, Bai simply smiled and shook his head, speaking slowly, "Partially right. The eleventh level compared to professionals below the tenth level is entirely a qualitative change. This isn't a change in combat ability; in fact, apart from the application of origin power, eleventh-level strongmen have no changes compared to when they were at the tenth level. What it produces is a qualitative change at a higher level, involving a lot of things. Forget it, I won't say more; you wouldn't understand anyway."
Bai dismissed Ye Nan with a tone that suggested he found him too foolish to discuss further, while his gaze returned to the screen. It wasn't until Qin Tian was teleported out of the arena and another pair of sequences began their battle that Bai let out a sigh of relief.
Now, Bai was no longer an eleventh-level transcendent strongman. In other words, Bai had no means to counter the killer sword. It seemed that the strategy Bai had insisted on hiding behind the scenes was indeed correct; at least he wouldn't have to deal with certain rule-breaking monsters directly.
"Tang Haofei, Wen Yu, Beijing... Now that I think about it, when that sword strikes, it should create some really interesting shifts in the situation..."
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The battle on the arena no longer attracted the attention of Wen Yu and Tang Haofei—after Walter's death, the entire sequence ranking battle had turned into a farce in Beijing.