Faced with an absolute crushing disparity in strength, Supreme Mo Bei had no chance of winning.
After seeing his opponent effortlessly dissolve his Supreme Divine Ability, Supreme Mo Bei knew that he had lost—and lost utterly.
"I never expected Brother Meng to have already entered that realm. It is truly shocking."
"I concede."
Supreme Mo Bei was straightforward as well. Knowing there was no hope of victory in this match, he immediately dismissed his Supreme Dharma Body and turned to fly back to the Hundred Battles Domain camp.
While everyone else was still stunned by the terrifying sight of Sleep Emperor controlling the golden dragon on his Heavenly Dragon Dharma Body and having it swallow the energy of Supreme Mo Bei's Great Vajra Dharma Body's Supreme Divine Ability, the Vajra Heaven-Destroying Bowl, in a single gulp, many of them failed to react when Supreme Mo Bei conceded so decisively.
Old Man Cang Jian and Corpse Mountain Old Ghost, two of the three giants, both wore ugly expressions and remained silent. In that instant, they too had sensed that Sleep Emperor's cultivation had surpassed the Eighth Grade and reached the Ninth-grade level. The two of them had nothing more to say.
Naturally, Sleep Emperor did not challenge the remaining two, who were even weaker than Supreme Mo Bei. Seeing the latter concede, he returned directly to his own camp.
"The three wagers have concluded. My Great Luo Heavenly Region has two wins and one draw. Your Hundred Battles Domain should prepare the one million drops of Supreme Spirit Liquid and the thousand cities as soon as possible. Do not make me come collect them personally." Mandala's indifferent voice spread out, making the hearts of every expert in the Hundred Battles Domain tremble.
Old Man Cang Jian and Corpse Mountain Old Ghost