From the Metropolis to the Strongest in the Cosmos

The powerful domain of a Dual Pantheon Deity suddenly descended, blanketing the area as a figure sped toward them.

Sensing the fluctuation in aura, most of the people present began to panic.

The Slaughter Battlefield was already fraught with danger, and the probability of falling was high. They had just arrived and were on high alert, worried they might suddenly perish.

So, when they felt themselves enveloped by the domain of a powerful Deity, they naturally panicked.

After all, no one would do such a thing without hostile intent.

But after a moment of panic, almost everyone turned to look toward Li Yang.

“Could he be here for Mu Xu?”

“Yes, it must be for Mu Xu.”

“Mo Xian’s big brother is a Dual Pantheon Deity.”

“The one who’s coming must be Mo Xian’s brother.”

This was what they were thinking; they were all aware of the previous conflict between Li Yang and Mo Xian.

“Mo Xian’s big brother is here?”

At that moment, the Foxman girl, Ling Yue, said with a calm expression, “Brother Hei Dun, no matter how highly you think of Mu Xu, you absolutely cannot say a single word in his defense. Mo Xian’s brother has been in the Slaughter Battlefield for hundreds of thousands of years. He’s not known for his good temper.”

Hearing her words, Hei Dun said nothing and also looked into the distance.

Under everyone’s gaze, a figure finally appeared before them.

He was a young man who bore a strong resemblance to Mo Xian. A battle saber was strapped to his back as he stood in the void, looking down on the crowd below.

“Brother.”

Seeing the figure, Mo Xian’s face broke into a wide smile, and he quickly flew over.

“It really is Mo Xian’s brother.”

“Mu Xu is in for it now.”

The crowd relaxed slightly. Since it was Mo Xian’s brother, he was surely only here to cause trouble for Mu Xu, not them.

“Mm.”

Mo Xuan glanced at his younger brother, nodded, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

He didn’t waste any words, asking directly, “Which one of you is Mu Xu?”

“Brother, that’s him.”

Hearing this, Mo Xian immediately pointed to the calm-faced Li Yang below.

“So you’re Mu Xu?” Mo Xuan asked, looking at Li Yang.

Li Yang looked back at Mo Xuan. He was currently in the middle of a mental conversation with Soul Ink about the two Deities from the Demon Race. He said coolly, “What can I do for you?”

Mo Xian was ecstatic. ‘My brother is finally here! I can finally enjoy the look of regret on Mu Xu’s face.’

‘No matter how you look at it, there’s no way this Mu Xu is a match for my brother!’

But when he heard Li Yang’s words, he grew displeased again. ‘My brother, my greatest pride, has arrived, and this Mu Xu is still trying to act tough?’

However, just a moment later, Mo Xian grew even more excited.

‘My brother’s temper is much worse than mine. If you offend me, I’m still quite “merciful.” But if you offend my brother, the consequences…’

Sure enough, upon hearing Li Yang’s words, Mo Xuan’s eyes narrowed slightly. Anyone familiar with him would know that he was now enraged.

“Heh, you really are bold. I’m standing right here, and you still look completely fearless,” Mo Xuan said to Li Yang. Though anger was brewing inside him, his voice remained calm.

With so many people watching, however, he wouldn’t attack directly.

After all, the rules of the Human Race still applied here.

“I’ve heard about what happened between you and my brother. I’ll give you two options, and I can let this matter go,” Mo Xuan said.

“Two options?”

Li Yang looked at Mo Xuan but didn’t say anything.

He was still discussing the matter of the two Demon Race Deities with Soul Ink. In about ten more seconds, those two Demon Race Dual Pantheon Deities would arrive.

Mo Xuan, completely oblivious to the distant commotion, continued to look down on Li Yang and said, “The first option is to be enslaved by me for one hundred thousand years. After that, I will let you go.”

“What? Mo Xuan wants to enslave Mu Xu for a hundred thousand years!”

“The rumors are true, Mo Xuan’s temper is even worse than Mo Xian’s. That punishment is too severe.”

“The conflict between Mu Xu and Mo Xian wasn’t even that serious. In fact, Mo Xian was the one who started it.”

No one in the crowd dared to leave. They all heard Mo Xuan’s words and were secretly shocked.

If it were them, such a condition would be almost impossible to endure.

For a World Realm expert with a lifespan of a million years, one hundred thousand years was not a short time. For some people present, a hundred thousand years might mean they’d be nearing the end of their lives by the time it was over.

“There is another option.”

Mo Xuan, looking like a high and mighty Celestial God, stared at Li Yang and said coolly, “And that is sufficient compensation. If you hand over a Divine Artifact, the matter between you and my brother will be completely wiped clean.”

“A Divine Artifact?”

“Heavens, even some Deities don’t have a Divine Artifact, and Mo Xuan just asks for one.”

“There’s no way Mu Xu can meet that condition.”

Hearing this, the expressions of the crowd changed slightly again.

“Mu Xu, which option do you choose?” After speaking, Mo Xuan looked down at Li Yang and asked in earnest.

Beside Mo Xuan, Mo Xian wore a look of pure excitement.

‘Haha, that’s my brother for you.’

Mo Xian was thrilled. The conditions his brother proposed were even harsher than he had imagined.

‘Mu Xu could never produce a Divine Artifact, so his only choice is to be enslaved by us for a hundred thousand years.’ The very thought of that scene made Mo Xian feel incredibly excited and gleeful.

While the crowd was murmuring, Hei Dun and his companions also heard Mo Xuan’s words.

Hei Dun’s expression changed slightly. The demands Mo Xuan had made were completely unacceptable.

As his expression shifted, the Foxman girl, Ling Yue, moved to block his path. “Brother Hei Dun,” she said, “you’ve seen how difficult Mo Xuan is. You can’t drag the rest of us into this.”

Ling Yue stared intently at Hei Dun, completely cutting off any chance for him to speak.

Hei Dun hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained silent.

Seeing this, Ling Yue finally relaxed. Her gaze shifted to the distance, toward Li Yang being looked down upon, her expression indifferent.

‘If he wants to blame someone, he can only blame himself for being too arrogant and thoughtless, offending anyone he pleases.’

Everyone was watching. Under their collective gaze, Li Yang finally spoke. “Mo Xuan, is it? I’m not interested in either of your two options. However, I think that Divine Artifact of a battle saber on your back is quite nice. You can give it to me.”

The crowd had been waiting for Li Yang to speak, but when they heard his words, they were all instantly stunned.

What was going on? This was completely different from what they had imagined.

“Did Mu Xu just say he wants the Divine Artifact battle saber from Mo Xuan?”

“I… I didn’t mishear that, did I?”

“Mo Xuan is a Dual Pantheon Deity, and Mu Xu is only at the World Realm!”

“How dare someone from the World Realm speak to a Dual Pantheon Deity like that?”

Everyone present was utterly astonished.

At the same time, the calm expression that had been on Mo Xuan’s face slowly turned grim.

He stared at Li Yang, his eyes clearly suppressing a furious rage.

“What did you say? Say that again if you have the guts.”