Lu Yin took a deep breath. Wang Wen's words from their conversation long ago came to mind. "Is there any way to fight someone with over a million combat power?" Wang Wen had answered, "Yes." That answer had been based on Big Sister's guarantee—and Big Sister's guarantee was Shang Sheng Lei En's.
"Go ahead, then! Do you dare? Hahahaha! Don't worry, I'll never withdraw my accusation. You'll never be eligible to compete for the Star Tower, and I won't give you the chance. Hahahaha!" True Martial Night King laughed maniacally.
Lu Yin frowned and casually slapped him. The slap rang out with a sharp crack. "Shut up."
Blood filled True Martial Night King's mouth. He spat, five red marks on his face, and glared at Lu Yin with venom. "Sooner or later, I'll make sure you die without a complete corpse. Just you wait."
Beyond Night King Star, in space, Shang Sheng Lei En looked puzzled. "What kind of cultivation have you been practicing? You can even absorb a living person?"
Di Jiang Night King spoke calmly. "Take your people and leave White Night Flow Realm. Now."
Shang Sheng Lei En put away Overlord Blade. "I probably can't beat you anymore. But someone else can." Then he bellowed, "Senior Disciple Brother! Your junior brother's being bullied!"
His booming voice echoed through space, startling everyone.
Then another tremendous roar rang out, startling everyone even more. "Who dares bully my junior brother? Get over here and die!" As the voice echoed, a muscular middle-aged man appeared before them. His eyes were wide as he fixed them on Di Jiang Night King, and waves of terrifying might twisted space, as if even the stars could not withstand it.
With his arrival, ripples spread visibly through space. They swept outward, twisting not only the