Calamity of Tomorrow

In the time-space of Daluo Heaven, Zhou Bai looked down at Si Yun, lying on the ground with a face full of terror and devoid of any will to resist, his own face painted with disappointment. It was as though he had been ready to fully enjoy the fight only to find his opponent already defeated, leaving him with a sense of loss.

Seeing Zhou Bai's expression, Si Yun felt even more terrified, 'This guy's strength... is definitely more than what he just showed... Where on earth did the Three Pure Dao Sect find such a monster...'

Zhou Bai, with a disappointed look, glanced at Si Yun, "Si Yun, you are weaker than I expected. Doesn't Central City have anyone who can give me a real challenge?"

"You!" Si Yun wanted to say something but, considering her current situation, she couldn't muster any defiance. Yet, seeing the other party's arrogant demeanor, she felt incredibly furious inside.

Still, she mustered her strength and said, "Even if I am no match for you, the heavenly courts have plenty of talented individuals. Jue Ji, Shi Fa, they are all much stronger than me, and you might not necessarily be a match for them."

The look of disappointment on Zhou Bai's face reflected genuine feelings in his heart as he sighed inwardly, 'Ah, to flaunt one's superiority with ultimate satisfaction and style, it's not enough for just my own strength to be overwhelmingly strong; I also need an opponent whose strength is formidable.'

Zhou Bai had thought of over a dozen methods to end this battle, considering whether Si Yun might have a treasure of the ninth realm or some Twilight Taoist Skill, Supreme Divine Power.

Outwardly, he appeared wildly arrogant, using his power and acting skills to show off, while covertly, he was controlling the pace of the entire fight, continuously probing the opponent's combat strength, adjusting his tactics.

But to his surprise, just when he was halfway through his set up, brewing his plans, his opponent capitulated.

Meanwhile, inside his sea of consciousness, Christina lay languidly to one side, looking thoroughly pleased.

Having thoroughly used Zhou Bai's body to bully Si Yun into begging on her knees for mercy, Christina now felt truly comfortable.

Hearing Zhou Bai's complaints, she lazily spoke up, "Don't be so hot-headed. Things are pretty good as they are now, and there are other opponents ahead, as well as the top ten ranking battles. There are plenty of opportunities."

Zhou Bai calmed his emotions and nodded, "You're right, we'll continue next time. Those unparalleled geniuses prepared by Wanxian Island probably have mastered Twilight Taoist Skill, Supreme Divine Power, and even wear ninth realm armor."

"I'll harvest more in the coming days, striving to become even stronger, to increase my odds."

In his mind, he thought of the watching immortals and gods, secretly thinking, 'And my ultimate enemy is still those guys. Compared to them, I am still too weak.'

Next, Zhou Bai and Si Yun walked out of the vortex, leaving the time-space of Daluo Heaven. As for their final conversations and facial expressions, the people outside couldn't see such details.

In fact, most of the watchers were still immersed in the battle that had just concluded.

Zhou Bai walked out and saw the expressions of astonishment, shock, cheers, and admiration from the countless people around the venue. He understood that in the eyes of all humanity, his image had changed once again.

'If I continue to win time after time, the image I leave in people's hearts will become increasingly invincible. Even the original jealousy and resentment might be transformed in the victories to come, gradually becoming numb and even turning into admiration.'

Zhou Bai understood that when someone felt they were not much inferior to you, they would want to chase after you, but when they gradually realized the gap between them was as insurmountable as a chasm, one they could never bridge in their lifetime, their attitude would change.

"Only after finally obtaining first place in the Daluo Heaven debate did I firmly establish my image as unbeatable among humanity. This will also greatly boost the current morale of humankind."

Zhao Yue, looking at Zhou Bai and Si Yun walking out, was brimming with fighting spirit, "Zhou Bai actually won. Is the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword really his strongest trump card? The Three Pure Dao Sect's five Supreme Divine Powers are indeed as reputable as they're said to be. This Daluo Heaven debate is really full of crouching tigers and hidden dragons, becoming more and more interesting."

Beside her, Tu Tianmo's face was filled with solemnity because, unlike Zhao Yue who was still confident of defeating Zhou Bai, the terrifying combat power that Zhou Bai had displayed had already given him a slight realization that he was not a match for Zhou Bai.

"I... I might actually... possibly... not be a match for this Zhou Bai?"

For him to accept that he wasn't a match for a student from the Dao School, it was extremely difficult. It was a true challenge to Tu Tianmo's worldview and self-esteem.

This reality of knowing someone had surpassed you, but not being able to accept it due to their status, background, or lineage, made Tu Tianmo even more uncomfortable.

If that was the case for Tu Tianmo, not to mention other immortal gods.

Hai Yi incredulously watched Zhou Bai and Si Yun, his mind still filled with the image of Zhou Bai standing firm against the Death Tide, like a great mountain that lay heavy on his chest, making it hard for him to breathe.

Meng Ruocun was equally shocked, having never expected Zhou Bai to perform to such an extent, "How is it possible? How exactly did the Dao School cultivate Zhou Bai? Why does he possess such physical strength? Such a powerful Primordial Spirit? Could the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword really be this powerful?"

At this moment, Meng Ruocun felt a slight regret, wondering if she should have stayed at the Dao School to continue her study of the five Divine Skills.

When Meng Ruocun left the Dao School and fully committed to the Celestial Court, it was because she felt she could no longer effectively progress in her growth within the Dao School, believing the so-called five Divine Skills, which no one had mastered in over a hundred years, were not worth investing in.

But now, witnessing Zhou Bai using the Tianhe Star Explosion Sword to suppress Si Yun's formidable ferocity, Meng Ruocun couldn't deny her regret.

However, after all, she wasn't an ordinary person and quickly suppressed this slight regret, since regret was useless at this point. Having chosen her own path, Meng Ruocun was determined to follow it: 'This world, in the end, belongs to the immortals and gods. Even if someone as strong as the Great Elder masters the five Divine Skills, they must still bow to the immortals and gods... as must Zhou Bai... and as must I.'

Meanwhile, Xiang Haocu's eyes sparkled brightly, "To withstand Si Yun's Death Tide with his physical body? This person's Body Refinement skill and the strength and resilience of his body are probably the first among this Daluo Heaven debate."

A nearby immortal race member said in wonder, "It's truly inconceivable, a fourth-realm cultivator managing to temper his body to such an extent?"

Xiang Haocu analyzed, "The art of Body Refinement has no shortcuts, only day after day, year after year of hard work. If he has been able to temper his body to be as tough as a magical treasure at his age and realm, he must have paid an unimaginable price in terms of effort and sacrifice, something that cannot simply be explained by the word 'hard work' alone."

Though there were members of the immortal race who still refused to acknowledge Zhou Bai, they found themselves at a loss for words upon hearing Xiang Haocu's analysis.

Not far away, Shi Fa watched the outcome of the fight between Zhou Bai and Si Yun, his expression also grew slightly more somber.

Jue Ji scanned Zhou Bai with a cold gaze, huffed, and closed his eyes once more.