The Counterweight

The Asura Way, since the peerless powerhouse Darkness created this divine skill, this technique has been circulating on the Daichi for 500,000 years. During this process, in addition to Darkness creating the Six Paths of Reincarnation according to his own understanding, in the Martial God Era, there were also powerful figures who further improved it.

Through the exquisite Thousand- War God of a Thousand Armies, Leiao improved the Asura Way, and then passed on this understanding to Sha Antian.

In the span of 500,000 years, very few people have simultaneously mastered the powers of both the Leiao Asura Way and the Darkness Asura Way.

Now, there will be one more person needed.

The two Asura Way patterns merged, and Bai Mo poured all his power and senses into controlling the antimatter lightning before him. Then, under the astonished gazes of Bai Wubian and Ivan the Terrible, the violent lightning seemed to be reined in.

As the lightning continued to gather, the antimatter force grew stronger.

To their surprise, the two discovered that the antimatter lightning they had created, numbering 900,000 and 940,000 respectively, was only a step away from Bai Mo's body, yet they could no longer take another step forward.

"How is this possible..."

"Calm down! This kid's Complete Realm might be beyond our imagination, but no matter what, he only has 760,000 horsepower. As long as we keep increasing our output, no matter how high his level is, he will be powerless."

Bai Wubian, being highly experienced, immediately identified Bai Mo's weakness and devised the correct tactics.

At this moment, the lightning ball was like a runaway bull. Bai Mo could control it with skill, but the bull's strength would only increase, and the ropes controlling it would break one by one.

Bai Wubian and his group held more and stronger ropes than Bai Mo. So, if things continued like this, it would only be Bai Mo who would lose control.

As he channeled his power, Bai Mo continuously squeezed it until the lightning completely vanished, leaving only a pitch-black antimatter sphere. Sweat dripped down his face, but his gaze remained fixed on the sphere before him.

The two sides seemed to be deadlocked, like two sides of a scale, but Bai Wubian could influence the scales through the connection between Terrible Emperor and the Fantasy Tree.

"Boy, having two experts at the ninety-th level of the Heavenly Realm join forces to kill you is enough for you to be proud of. But in the end, it's simply not enough; it was all in vain."

Seeing that Bai Mo was in bad shape, Bai Wubian immediately started to mock him, hoping to influence Bai Mo with his words. But Bai Mo seemed not to hear him at all; his attention was completely focused on what was in front of him.

Just then, something unexpected happened!

From the distant Kremlin, a beam of light, thinner and more solid than before, shot straight toward the three of them! It was Vi's X-ray vision Mystic Eyes.

At this critical moment, even the slightest bit of power could shatter the balance. Bai Wubian revealed a sinister smile. He seemed to see Bai Mo being affected, and then turning to ashes under the force of this antimatter.

Their eyes met, but he found that Bai Mo still had that calm gaze. Was he... too focused to notice the power behind him?

Wait, this guy... seems to be smiling?

"Bai Wubian, sometimes it's best to wait until victory is achieved before saying certain things. Otherwise..."

With a sharp crack, the Mystic Eyes's power grazed Bai Mo's ear and struck Terrible Emperor's shoulder. Terrible Emperor instantly turned his head, staring at Bai Wubian with an indescribable look in his eyes.

The scales have been broken.

Bai Mo controlled the antimatter lightning in front of him as if he were catching a basketball. With a turn, he unleashed two Asura Way powers and blasted the destructive force straight down!

"Not good!"

At this critical moment, Bai Wubian kicked out fiercely, using Terrible Emperor's body to instantly shoot away.

The world seemed to fall silent at that moment. The antimatter lightning struck the Terrible Emperor's body heavily. The power was too great. Even the assistance from the Fantasy Root seemed like a drop in the ocean in the face of this terrifying power.

"I knew I shouldn't have entrusted my back to this guy..."

Terrible Emperor felt his body disintegrate, countless fragments flying off his body. Death had arrived. He had imagined the taste of death countless times, but as he truly faced the end of his life, he felt a sense of relief.

Their eyes met, and looking at the person who had killed him, the Terrible Emperor's gaze remained devoid of emotion.

"Without power, ideals are nothing but empty dreams. I failed because of a lack of power, and I have no regrets. But finally, outsider, could you tell me how confident you were?"

"Who can say for sure about these things? I can only do my best. Isn't this a test of who has the greater strength?"

Bai Mo Terrible Emperor's body down heavily, and the antimatter lightning caused his body to gradually dissipate. The crown on his head instantly turned to ashes.

"Yes... I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that question." The Terrible Emperor's voice was no longer hoarse, but it carried a deep sense of vicissitude, and... regret.

Yes, how could there be no regrets? Killing one's son in a fit of rage is an eternal pain for a father. And what about being a king?

Countless times I've thought back to the past: if I had relinquished control of the Fantasy Tree at the very beginning, perhaps a new powerful figure would have emerged on this land.

Perhaps if this were the case, the external situation wouldn't be like this; perhaps this would change the environment here.

But if I had to do it all over again, I would still choose the same thing. The day I set foot in the lust for power, I never had a chance to escape it.

Furthermore, one should not believe in or rely on this Bai Wubian.

In the final moments of his life, he turned his head to look, and all he saw was that pale expanse of snow.

"Outsider... you must win, you must triumph. There is no other future here."

His eyes also shattered into fragments, and in the end, his gaze remained fixed on this land, this land of ice and snow, as if watching his last mortal enemy.

In the end, only the powerful king remained, dying at the hands of an uncontrollable, overwhelming force.

The power exploded, and the immense force, along with fragments, shot straight into the sky. At this moment, the peerless powerhouses from other worlds all turned their gazes toward this place.

Is he finally dead? Everyone in the Lostbelt cast their gazes, gazes filled with ambition.

Bai Mo landed on the ground, breathing heavily to catch his breath. The power of the antimatter lightning was truly immense; trying to guide it into the sky had taken a huge toll on him, and he had to keep breathing to recover.

He had to recover as quickly as possible, because there were still enemies to be defeated.

"Well, I was originally thinking of making you and that guy both suffer heavy losses, or even die together, but oh well, this isn't so bad either."

Bai Wubian descended from the sky. This old fellow's face was also as white as paper, devoid of any color. He had tried to avoid the outburst just now, and had paid a considerable price, but it was much better than Bai Mo's situation.

His gaze drifted into the distance, towards the Kremlin, where the decisive blow that had just impacted the course of the battle had originated.

"I underestimated you, and I underestimated those guys too."