Douluo: Unbeatable from Capturing a Goddess

"Tsk, another beauty shows up?"

When Moro saw the Music Deity, his eyes lit up again. As for the others, he didn't even bother to take them into consideration.

"Big brother, I can't bear to destroy this plane. The beauties here have truly taken root in my heart."

"Just look at this face, look at this temperament, absolutely stunning!"

Mo He said, "Don't waste time, be careful or there might be an accident."

Moro reassured him, "Big brother, what accident could there be? Just look at this plane's bunch of garbage rookies."

"The strongest are actually two women, but they are merely at the Thirteenth Order of cultivation level. Zhang Ba could annihilate them by himself."

"The others are even less worth mentioning: one woman at Rank 11, the rest are at Rank 10, barely stepping out of the ant level—just a flick of a finger could crush them to death."

Upon hearing this, Mo He nodded, somewhat agreeing with his words.

After all, for someone at his level, the creatures before him were really too weak, even the two strongest women were just slightly bigger ants in his eyes.

"But this giant tree is kind of special. We need to find out who exactly annihilated the offspring of the Nine Ancestors; we should still investigate that."

"Understood, big brother," Moro chuckled heh-heh, that strange voice giving intense discomfort to anyone who heard it.

When Qian Daoliu and the others heard the conversation between the two, they were instantly chilled to the bone.

What's this about Rank 10 powerhouses, Thirteenth Order powerhouses?

Is this the way power is measured in the outside world?

If Thirteenth Order powerhouses referred to Gu Yuena and the Life God King, then does Rank 10 refer to this group of newly ascended gods?

And what level are these so-called Ten Heavenly Lords?

If they are just simply a higher major hierarchy, they surely wouldn't be this arrogant, right?

At this thought, Qian Daoliu and the others' scalps started tingling. They didn't dare to continue thinking any further, for it was too horrifying.

The Life God King and Gu Yuena exchanged glances.

They were the ones who could most feel the others' power, as god-kings, under the others' oppression, they even struggled to wield Divine Power.

If the disparity in strength weren't truly too great, such a situation would not have arisen.

After a brief exchange of looks, they settled on a plan.

Stall for time!

With Luo Yu still in seclusion, facing them head-on right now would probably not even withstand a single blow from the enemy.

Just as Gu Yuena and the Life God King were about to speak, Bi Bidong unexpectedly stepped forward, demanding coldly,

"Who are you people?"

"Yo?" Moro said with a smile, "Not bad, you've got guts, questioning us?"

"It doesn't hurt to tell you; I hail from the You Ming Sacred Heaven, a truly high-order plane."

He continued arrogantly, "But as for your low-order plane, aside from the somewhat peculiar giant tree, I'm afraid you've never even heard of the renown of our You Ming Sacred Heaven."

"What is your cultivation level?" Bi Bidong's eyes remained unmoved for she knew that fear was the most useless thing at this moment.

They should glean whatever useful information they could in this limited time.

Know your enemy and know yourself, only then can you find a chance for victory.

"The cultivation level that will instantly kill you."

Moro bared a set of sharp teeth, resembling the most ferocious of beasts, completely different from humans.

"I would advise against any thoughts of resistance. Right now, while I am speaking to you, you're still somewhat alive. If another Heavenly Monarch loses patience and takes action, your plane could be obliterated and dissipated in a minute."

Not getting a specific cultivation level, Bi Bidong's complexion turned somewhat ugly.

Knowing how much stronger the opponent is provides the only chance for a fight. Battle without knowledge of the disparity is the most unnerving and uncomfortable.

"What exactly do you want to do?" At this moment, Gu Yuena stepped forward, unwilling to see Bi Bidong bear the pressure alone.

The Life God King also stepped forward, accompanied by her husband.

"What to do?" Moro sneered viciously.

"Moro, you talk too much," Mo He said, somewhat impatient by now, exuding a dangerous aura.

Startled, Moro shuddered visibly, not daring to utter another pretentious word.

With a wave of his hand, black fog gathered in the sky, forming the figure of a person, from facial features to body shape, all mimicked perfectly.

"Who among you recognizes this person?"

As everyone clearly made out the human form condensed from the black fog, their expressions faltered, for they recognized him—it was none other than the Destruction God King whom Luo Yu had previously slain.

Di Tian was filled with shock and uncertainty.

"The Destruction God King?"

"How could this terrifying powerhouse who appeared out of nowhere have any connection with the Destruction God King?"

Moro and the other Ten Heavenly Lords had been closely observing everyone's expressions; upon noticing the change in their demeanors, he immediately narrowed his eyes.

"It seems that you have recognized him."

"That would mean we haven't come to the wrong place."

Moro's gaze fixated on Gu Yuena and the Life God King.

"If I'm not wrong, it must have been you who slew the person my divine power manifested, as no one else here seems capable of that feat."

Gu Yuena's expression shifted, truly at a loss. She couldn't understand what possible connection could exist between a Divine King of the Divine Realm and such a terrifying being from the outside.

In thousands upon thousands of years, such a thing had never been heard of.

The Life God King spoke up:

"You refer to someone as an ant and another as trash. The Destruction God King's cultivation level was the same as ours; how could you ever respect him?"

Moro's smiling facade faded, and he said coldly:

"That was a descendant of the Nine Ancestors, even if he was the least favored among them, it's not something you inferior creatures can compare to, understand?"

"Since it was you who killed him, that makes things simpler."

Mo He spoke, "Moro, these two women have slain a descendant of the Nine Ancestors. You know what to do."

"I understand, big brother. Such women, I will not touch." Below Moro's closely-set rows of sharp teeth was a black and red tongue: "The other two women can be mine."

"How could a Divine King from my Divine Realm possibly be a so-called descendant of the Nine Ancestors?" the Life God King challenged.

Moro shrugged.

"After possessing a body, the descendant of the Nine Ancestors completely disappeared, supposedly off to explore the depths of the universe. Who would have thought he'd be hiding among you?"

"Probably got too comfortable and forgot to leave."

"Moro, you really talk too much," a shadow boomed from behind: "My senses tell me this woman is intentionally stalling for time."

"Stalling for time? All of their top combatants are right here; what good would stalling do?" Moro glared, not doubting the shadow's words because it was Mo Xin Heavenly Monarch, who could perceive the hearts of enemies and, to a certain extent, foresee their intentions.

Upon hearing this, Beautiful Eyes of the Life God King shuddered. She glanced at Mo Xin Heavenly Monarch, and that single look further solidified the Ten Heavenly Lords' suspicions.

"Tsk, they really are stalling for time? What are you waiting for?"

Moro Douluo said coldly, "With us Ten Heavenly Lords here, within tens of star domains, there is no one powerful enough to save you."

He pointed at the Life God King and Gu Yuena.

"The two of you, prepare to go back and face the wrath of the Nine Ancestors."

"As for the rest, submit, or die. You have no other choice."

"Boom!"

Moro dropped his jesting demeanor; his white eyes filled with a superior's scorn and disdain for the mundane.

His overwhelming dominance sent shivers through everyone's bones and blood oozing from the corners of their mouths, leaving them without the slightest room to resist.

It was not until that moment that everyone truly realized the horrific gap between them.

If everyone was bitterly clenching their teeth, nearly putting forth their full effort to resist this pressure, yet still they couldn't stop themselves from kneeling.

Just then, a dazzling rainbow light burst across the sky.

It streaked across the heavens, reaching the ultimate speed.

In the next instant, Moluo Heavenly Monarch's chest caved in, blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and he was sent flying backward.

And a young figure stood in the void.

He gazed indifferently at the Ten Heavenly Lords who stood on their great beast, fingers nervously rubbing.

"Each of you barking like dogs."

"What kind of mongrel dares command my Alliance Hierarch's people to submit..."