A single, simple challenge plunged the entire battlefield into deathly silence.
Everyone below froze like statues.
The phantoms of the nine great Evil Gods fell silent at once. Their hideous faces stiffened, and they dared not utter even a whisper.
The colossal purple-light giant Qin Mingshen had become shuddered violently. His fist froze in midair, and for the first time, horror and disbelief filled his eyes.
He... wavered.
His unshakable confidence as a powerhouse wavered at that moment.
He had been certain he was no weaker than any mortal, and that after becoming a god, he would be no weaker than any god.
Just as he had defeated Du Jingzhe, he had believed he could defeat gods once he became one himself.
But Bai Ye's appearance shattered that conviction.
The Pioneer returned with a god beneath his feet, completely unscathed.
[Fate] had been reduced to a mount, utterly humiliated.
This was no longer a matter of defeating a god. It was not even a battle between equals, but a crushing defeat-the Pioneer's absolute domination of a deity!
That scene was branded into his soul forever.
The battlefield, where fighting had reached a fever pitch mere moments ago, was now so quiet that only the trembling of Fate Lines and a god's mournful cries remained.
Bai Ye looked down from above, but inwardly, he was cursing.
Fuck! I still came too early.
Why are there even more enemies now that I'm out? Those nine Pseudo-Gods still haven't killed Qin Mingshen.
How am I supposed to fight this?
They aren't going to team up and gang up on me, are they? Surely they have some sense of fair play?
Bai Ye stiffened slightly, feeling rather as though he had climbed onto a tiger and could no longer get off.
The king's triumphant