Calamity of Tomorrow

Seeing Zhou Bai not forfeit but actively stepping up to fight, Hai Yi couldn't help but burst into laughter, with excitement flashing in his eyes, "This guy actually dares to step into the arena! He's supremely arrogant. The daughter of the Heavenly Demon of the Plague Department comes from a distinguished background, with extraordinary talent. How could she be matched by someone like you, a mere mortal?"

"In a moment, you'll realize that no matter how hard a mortal tries, they can't surpass those born of divine beings."

At that moment, Hai Yi's thoughts were shared by the majority of the divine beings present.

Zhou Bai, the cultivator who had come from Donghua City to Central City to participate in the debate of Daluo Heaven, was considered an utter outlier by them.

After all, aside from Zhou Bai's group, the other few hundred competitors all hailed from Central City.

As the center of the human world, they instinctively looked down upon cultivators from the other four major cities and the four big sects. Those people, in their eyes, were of low cultivation, poor resources, and dull talents.

For many cultivators from the other four major cities, Central City was the paradise, the amusement park, the holy land they yearned for.

This pride was instilled in them from birth, seemingly etched into their very bones.

Now, watching Zhou Bai climb up the ranks and defeat Feng De caused many of these divine beings to feel a heart-wrenching discomfort, especially as many of them realized they were probably no match for Zhou Bai, who had crushed the six-realm Feng De – which made it even more unbearable.

Being defeated by someone from a considered inferior part of the world, from barren lands, hurt far worse than being defeated by a peer divine being, or another cultivator from Central City.

Especially given Zhou Bai's defiant and arrogant demeanor, nearly every divine being wished someone would put him in his place.

Compared to Sun Jingping, who also came from outside Central City, Zhou Bai attracted much more animosity.

And now, finally, they watched as Si Yun made a move against Zhou Bai.

Tu Tianmo chuckled and said, "Zhao Yue, who do you think will win?"

Zhao Yue replied, "Although Zhou Bai is only at the fourth realm, based on his previous performance, he has clearly mastered the strength comparable to the peak of the seventh realm. However, Si Yun is no ordinary seventh-realm cultivator.

She is the daughter of the Heavenly Demon of the Plague Department, lacking neither in magic nor in magical artifacts. Especially her seventh-realm divine map 'Death Tide Soul Map', which is an exclusive teaching from the Heavenly Demon of the Plague Department, its power far exceeds that of typical seventh-realm divine maps."

"As for Zhou Bai... at most, he has a twenty percent chance of victory."

"It all depends on how much effort Si Yun is willing to expend against Zhou Bai in order to conserve her strength for later battles."

Beside them, Meng Ruocun shook her head, "Far too arrogant."

Qian Wangsun, Zheng Wentian, and the others looked towards the battlefield with a hint of worry. Their opponent was the daughter of the Heavenly Demon of the Plague Department, one of the top figures among the divine beings. Facing such an adversary, even with confidence in Zhou Bai, claiming not to be nervous would be nothing but a lie.

Meanwhile, Zhou Bai and Si Yun had successively stepped into the vortex and arrived within the space-time of Daluo Heaven.

Zhou Bai maintained his pose, arms crossed, reclining in mid-air with a leisurely air, casually saying to the Si Yun in front of him, "You go first."

Seeing Zhou Bai's flippant attitude, Si Yun became incensed, speaking in a cold tone, "I originally didn't intend to waste my energy here, but you've really angered me, kid. Soon, I'll have you kneel and beg me."

Hearing her words, Zhou Bai's expression remained serene, seemingly unconcerned, but Christina in his Sea of Consciousness completely blew up.

"Ah!" Christina exploded, "This stinky woman! So full of herself! Zhou Bai, hit her! You must defeat her!"

Christina's tail lashed wildly, "What I hate the most," she snarled, "is being underestimated!"

"She actually looks down on us?"

"She has no idea how strong we are! We're much, much, much stronger than she thinks! We're obviously beyond her imagination in strength! How dare this ignorant woman belittle me?"

Seeing Christina's relentless fury, Zhou Bai said helplessly, "Okay, okay, why have you become so irritable lately? Aren't we about to start fighting? Besides, our combat power has already surpassed human comprehension, isn't it normal for others to fail to predict it?"

"Moreover, the opponent is, after all, the daughter of the Heavenly Demon of Plague. Who knows how many more tricks these top figures among the immortals currently possess, and how much preparation they've done for Si Yun. She might have all sorts of hidden trump cards, magical treasures, or even might have learned a certain ultimate Dao technique."

"Even when we show off, we need to be careful and cautious, lest we capsize in a gutter and end up being countered in our own game."

Christina spat out two words: "Crush him!"

Meanwhile, Si Yun, having been thoroughly infuriated by Zhou Bai's attitude, was bursting with layers upon layers of gray Primordial Spirit power, sweeping out in all directions like a tide.

In the fierce tide, there were wails like those of ghosts and howls of wolves, as if the gates of hell had been flung open, with strange beastly shadows emerging within, like a parade of myriad ghosts, even causing the temperature within a kilometer radius to plummet rapidly.

...

On the players' seats, the leading figure of the Thunder Department among the immortal ranks, Xiang Haocu, said gravely, "This is the seventh realm of the Death Tide Soul Map that the Heavenly Demon of Plague especially created for Si Yun, integrating the remnants of souls from before their deaths into their own Primordial Spirit power."

"Once the ultimate move, Death Tide, erupts, these souls will descend to the mortal realm once more, consuming their last bit of strength to fight for Si Yun."

"Although using it depletes it, as long as new souls are continually integrated, in theory, the power of Death Tide could keep increasing indefinitely."

"As the daughter of the Heavenly Demon of Plague, Si Yun can freely absorb the souls of various demon beasts bred by the heavens in the Plague Department. In the three years since she reached the seventh realm, she has not used the Death Tide again."

"This is also why she doesn't want to expend her energy in the elimination rounds over the next two days."

"That is to say, the current Death Tide signifies three years of Si Yun's accumulated power. Even now, only a fraction of its outbreak is enough to shake the heavens and the earth."

The surrounding immortals listened to Xiang Haocu's analysis, their eyes revealing understanding; after all, not everyone could be as top-notch as Xiang Haocu and understand the many experts in heaven so well.

Gazing at the projection of Zhou Bai, swallowed by the deathly gray tide, they flashed a hint of schadenfreude in their eyes.

"This guy... really picked the wrong opponent."

...

Within Daluo Heaven's space-time, Si Yun, who was manipulating Death Tide, didn't relax.

Although she knew she was stronger than Zhou Bai, having seen Zhou Bai crush Feng De with ease, she also understood that Zhou Bai's power was not to be underestimated.

Instead of engaging in prolonged tussles and wasting more strength, it was better to suppress him with an overwhelming force and completely crush the opponent.

That's why she unleashed Death Tide right from the start; she wanted to eliminate Zhou Bai instantly, to conserve her energy.

But at this moment, in her perception, Zhou Bai, engulfed by Death Tide, was like a twitching active volcano, not only undeterred, but with an immensely violent power accumulating and brewing within.