The Madman

After Bai Mo left, the India gods began a salvage operation in the abandoned land. Fortunately, they had many gods, and quite a few were responsible for recording the events.

"Wait, what's going on with this guy? Does he also need to be pulled out?"

Surya, who was in charge of lighting and searching, looked at the list in his hand with a puzzled expression. He asked the little elephant god beside him, and Ganesha shrugged.

"There's nothing wrong with the above. Logically speaking, this guy's life was indeed more wrong than right, but he should have died a normal death before being sent to Enma for judgment."

And we can't say this guy didn't contribute; let's give him a chance, that's the gist of it. However, let's try to seal away that part of his incarnation as much as possible."

"They're already incarnations, how can they be sealed? It's just their pure nature... forget it, I'll have someone keep an eye on this guy."

Surya shook his head helplessly, while Ganesha smiled and took out some snacks from his cloth bag to share with Surya, although the latter waved his hand in refusal.

"Don't worry. In this age of Dharma, if so-called evil people cannot repent and reform themselves, they will either be rejected by the world or die from the schemes of their own kind."

Although Vishnu's whereabouts are unknown, the foundation of the Dharma has been laid.

The exchange between the two gods attracted many onlookers, and when the gods saw the names on the book, they all realized what was going on.

after a while--

The ruins of Hastinapura —no, those broken walls and ruins have now been cleared away, replaced by a village of considerable size. Although the village itself is quite large, its interior is rather ordinary.

A figure slowly walked out, rubbing his hair with a displeased expression.

"Honestly, I drank too much again last night, my head hurts so much. Ah, this bed is so uncomfortable for me. A village is still a village, it can never compare to a palace."

A man who had just finished working tossed his clothes aside and said to the man in front of him, "Brother, we're lucky to be alive. Besides, this place is much more comfortable than Professor Drona's bed back then."

"Go away, Vikarna, you spineless coward! Even without the palace, I, Duryodhana, am still the King of Hastinapura! How can I willingly confine myself to this tiny village?"

"This village is quite large now. The land Karna has given us is even bigger than the Khandava Forest fiefdom that Father King previously granted him. It's just that my brothers spend their days indulging in debauchery here..."

"Um?"

Duryodhana he looked at her, Vikarna immediately changed the subject.

"But brother, if you'd like a different bed, how about we go hunting?"

"Fool, how could I possibly do the work of a hunter? Heh heh, I've already decided, we'll set off tomorrow and go find Yudhishthira to gamble again. I've heard that although Yudhishthira abdicated the throne to Karna, he's managed to make his territory richer than many capital cities."

Vikarna immediately felt dizzy and lightheaded. "My dear brother," he thought, "You're still thinking about your dice game? Have you forgotten how our Hastinapura fell? Now Bhishma and Vidura are gone too. Where do you get your courage?"

"Haha, don't worry, you'll get your share too. I'll even give you a huge farm so you can farm with a golden hoe."

Vikarna immediately showed difficulty. Just as he was about to offer some advice, he suddenly felt a chill. He was momentarily disoriented and found himself in the middle of the Dahai, with surging waves and tiger sharks circling him beneath the currents, as if they were about to pounce and tear a piece of his flesh.

"Who!"

Duryodhana withstand his angry shout. Looking towards the village entrance, they saw a man in a green vest and white cloak, with a muscular build and muscles like those of a mountain rock, standing there.

He walked step by step, and the deep-sea-like scenery was what he revealed. Step by step, the waves kept crashing over him, making it hard for Vikarna to stand firm.

"Ha, I thought a hundred would be better than five, but they're just a bunch of good-for-nothings. What a disappointment."

The man spoke, and his condescending tone immediately filled Duryodhana with intense dissatisfaction. Just as he was about to speak, the man appeared beside him in an instant.

The speed of his movements was beyond his comprehension; in his Duryodhana life, only Bai Mo possessed such terrifying agility.

"What... are you doing here?"

"I can't help but speak," Duryodhana said stiffly, while the man in front of him smiled, though the smile made Duryodhana feel as if he were being watched by a wild beast.

"This place is definitely not as good as the previous Daichi. My position is good enough to smash your head in, and you ask me what I'm doing? Naturally, it's to fight. After defeating you, I'll challenge those five, and then there's that legendary Golden Armor Divine Bow."

Oh, and there's also Dvaraka, which seems to have some experts there too. Hehehe, so many choices, it's really something to look forward to.

Although you're just appetizers, such appetizers are truly disappointing.

The man's mocking tone remained unchanged, and Duryodhana swallowed hard, saying, "You're planning a surprise attack?"

"Damn it, does that mean you won't fight unless you're declared war on? Do I have to go through some procedures, like getting a letter of recommendation or something?"

The man's face showed impatience, but this impatience was immediately noticed by Duryodhana. Since the man hadn't made a move, it meant he was still willing to abide by the rules.

Heh, another fool who obeys the Dharma, that makes things easy.

"Of course it is. And if you want a challenge, do you really think you can come empty-handed? Defeating me will give you my territory, but what will I get if I defeat you? This cloak?"

"If you want to challenge me, at least bring out enough treasure to fill thirty rooms."

Duryodhana to confront him without a trace of fear. The man before him stopped speaking, then with a wave of his hand, the Magnetic Field Rotation — the Atomic Fission Realm!

The soil beneath their feet instantly turned to gold, and the fields were piled high with countless gold and silver jewels.

"Is that enough? How boring. You'd better not disappoint me too much."

Looking at the wealth, Duryodhana felt a chill run down his spine. Vikarna grabbed Duryodhana's arm and kept winking at him.

Bro, this guy's obviously acting strangely. If you can't beat him, don't fight him.

Meanwhile, Dushasana also emerged from the room, seemingly just waking up from his drunken stupor. Upon seeing the mountains of gold and silver and the challenge from the man before him, he winked at Duryodhana, but the meaning behind his Vikarna's.

Seeing Duryodhana, Nan Di coughed and said, "That's enough. However, I haven't had breakfast yet. Here's what we'll do: go to the west where there's a training ground ruin. We'll have a match there this afternoon."

The man before him clearly had bulging veins on his forehead, Duryodhana quickly said, "You wouldn't want me to fight you on an empty stomach, would you? I have guest rooms here too. I'll come and fight you after I've eaten."

The man's gaze grew increasingly terrifying, the kind of look that comes from someone who has truly experienced countless battles, Duryodhana's gaze devoid of any emotion. If it weren't for the fact that Asura had already been completely wiped out by Arjuna, one might genuinely suspect that the person before him was some brutal Asura King.

They looked like they were going to eat people alive.

Don't keep me waiting too long.

The man flicked his cloak and vanished.

Afterwards, Duryodhana went back to discuss with his brothers. Vikarna thought it was best not to provoke this kind of person and to leave as soon as possible, but he was ridiculed by the other brothers.

At the old dice tournament, it was he who opposed humiliating Draupadi, so his brothers also had some complaints about him.

"Brother, don't worry. When the time comes, you can ask that person to suppress their strength to be lower than yours before fighting you, and both of you must fight unarmed."

Dushasana offered advice from the sidelines, Duryodhana immediately displeased Nandi.

"You know perfectly well that my specialty is hand-to-hand combat, yet you're challenging me to fight bare-handed?"

"Ah, that's not quite right. Brother, do you still remember that Jingang?"

"Of course I remember. I got it from Karna back then. It was supposedly a weapon from the Yao Lian, but unfortunately it was damaged. It cost a lot of money to repair it."

"Exactly. That Yao Lian's Jingang is incredibly powerful, and the training ground is already badly damaged. When the time comes, you can hide Jingang Vajra inside the stone bricks, and take it out at the crucial moment. Then, won't you have a weapon to fight him empty-handed?"

Vikarna immediately retorted, "This is a shameless violation of the rules. Since you have accepted the fight, you must abide by the rules of the fight. Brother, don't break the Dharma anymore. In the past, when we gambled with dice, we incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of men."

When we were resurrected by the gods, Lord Ganesha instructed us to live well and never again do anything against the Dharma!

Today, we finally have a second chance, are we going to repeat this shameless act? No god would watch this dishonorable fight. Brother, let's get out of here, don't fight that guy."

"Alright, Vikarna, how can you say that dice game is shameless? It was my uncle's hard work to bring me joy. Vikarna, since you think it's shameless, then don't participate, lest you arouse your brothers' suspicion and prevent me from exerting my full strength."

And so, Vikarna left. After "The Madman Chapter," it was only written that the man disappeared and was never seen again. Duryodhana and the others all died in that place, which seemed to have been trampled by Shiva and was devoid of life.

After burying his brother, Vikarna retreated into the forest to cultivate asceticism. And this madman, who had prepared to challenge countless people, vanished without a trace, never to be seen by anyone else again.

Bai Mo looked puzzled, curious about the so-called madman. After all, he was a powerful figure with at least 750,000 horses, but the record ended there, leaving no way to know more...

Going back in time, after Vikarna left--

Duryodhana and the man stood on the training ground. The man readily suppressed his power to 250,000 horsepower and stated:

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"

"Ha, what arrogance! Using a sledgehammer? Where did you come from, you barbarian? Kuru —Duryodhana you will prevail!"

"You're not worthy to know my name." The man had no intention of giving his name; he even put his hands behind his back.

The battle was about to break out. As soon as they clashed, Duryodhana Di was at a disadvantage. The man in front of him was far more Duryodhana than Du Di had imagined. In an instant, Du Di was beaten black and blue. Seeing that this was not a solution, he turned around and retreated towards where the pestle was hidden. The man chased after him without hesitation.

We've been tricked!

Duryodhana, he slapped the stone bricks to pieces, and the fierce-looking Jingang sprang out and landed in his hand. The man was stunned when he saw this.

"Die, you idiot!"

The Duryodhana struck the man's forehead heavily, drawing a drop of blood. The man hadn't even mustered the strength to defend himself, taking the blow head-on. Yet, even this single blow only left him with a single drop of blood.

"What the hell? Your head's pretty hard. Take this!"

Duryodhana prepared to press his advantage, the man grabbed the Jingang pestle. With a forceful pull, the pestle shattered instantly. Beneath the fragments, Duryodhana saw three crimson lines, like paper-cut flowers, above the man's head.

"Hehe, hahaha..." The man laughed first, then his gaze turned cold as he looked at Duryodhana in front of him, as if he were looking at a dead man.

"Hiding weapons during battle, huh... I only wanted to see the so-called Power of Austerity and magical treasures here, but I never expected... Ha, you're no longer fit to live."

With a soft thud, the fist pierced straight through the Duryodhana's chest, shattering his heart and dislocating his spine.

"What..."

Unfortunately, not everyone will be kind to him.

Duryodhana stared intently at the three crimson lines above his head, coughing up blood as he asked:

"Who... are you?"

"Remember this well, the one who killed you was the Sea Tiger Martial God — Bai Chou."