However, they were faced with a giant seal in the sky that shone with golden light and was powerful enough to wipe the entire East Sea City off the map.

Mr. Duan looked up.

His eyes showed no fear or despair, not even a hint of solemnity.

Only disappointment.

"Zhou Huai, is this your trump card?"

Mr. Duan sighed.

The five-second restraint period has ended.

Mr. Duan regained his mobility. He stood there, his figure upright. His gray overcoat fluttered in the strong wind, yet remained completely untouched by dust.

Raising his right hand, clad in a pristine white glove, with his index and middle fingers together, he swung it down at the massive golden seal looming overhead.

Opening:

"Disperse."

A single, simple word.

There was no fluctuation of magical power, and no explosion occurred.

But as soon as the word "scatter" was uttered, the immense pressure surrounding the Heaven-Suppressing Seal dissipated.

The Heaven-Suppressing Seal trembled in mid-air. Immediately afterwards, the golden light on the seal quickly dimmed.

The golden light that filled the sky and the swirling dragon shadow vanished in an instant.

It made a soft sound in mid-air and disappeared without a trace.

Not only that, but Moria's Eternal Night Domain also shattered and collapsed inch by inch under this single word!

The sun shone again on the ravaged Gobi Desert.

The powerless Zhen Tian Seal shrank in mid-air, turning back into the original black seal, which was only the size of a fist.

Then, it obediently fell into Mr. Duan's outstretched palm.

The surroundings quieted down.

Zhou Huai controlled Moria to hover in mid-air, without retaliating.

My brain completely shut down.

How is that possible?

Why is the previously invincible Zhen Tian Seal completely ineffective against this man?

What kind of monster is he?!

Mr. Duan lowered his head, his slender fingers caressing the ancient Zhen Tian Seal in his hand. He felt the texture of the seal's surface and chuckled.

"Isn't that surprising?"

Mr. Duan looked at him.

"Do you think that just by having this divine artifact, you can bridge the gap in strength between us?"

"You... what kind of monster are you?" Zhou Huai's voice came from Moria's mouth.

“I have said that I have transcended the rules. But this seal is ultimately just a product of the rules. In the face of the creators and destroyers of the rules, it is nothing but a piece of useless scrap metal.”

Mr. Duan took a step forward, his figure rising, instantly teleporting to eye level with Moria in mid-air.

“In fact, Zhou Huai, I know better than you how to use the divine artifact.”

For the first time, Zhou Huai felt so powerless.

His consciousness was attached to Moria's body, watching helplessly as the divine artifact Zhen Tian Yin, which could suppress the laws of heaven and earth and even make the super-god Kujo Naruya suffer, turned into a weightless plastic toy, which Mr. Duan casually played with in his palm.

His own clone was no match for him, and even the divine artifacts became completely ineffective in his hands.

Yasuo, the Thunder Swordsman; Gabriel, the Six-Winged Angel; Yi, the Sharpshooter; Li Er, the Great Sage; Gandalf, the Forbidden Spellcaster...

These ultimate trump cards that once helped him reverse the tide and vanquish gods and demons were utterly useless in front of this man who claimed to be his uncle.

Despite using every trick in the book, they couldn't even touch the hem of the other person's clothes!

This overwhelming difference in strength shattered all of Zhou Huai's confidence.

He had always been invincible, relying on his god-level clone system to kill opponents far stronger than himself. He thought he had reached the ceiling of martial power in this world.

But now, this man's appearance has shattered the ceiling, telling him: everything you're so proud of is nothing but a joke.

If there really are gods in this world, they're nothing more than this, aren't they?

Most importantly, even someone as powerful as Mr. Duan was still so cautious!

Upon realizing the destabilizing factor of Zhou Huai, who could summon an infinite number of high-level puppets, he showed none of the arrogance or haughtiness expected of someone in a high position. He went to great lengths to personally travel thousands of miles to find him, solely to eliminate this destabilizing factor before it fully matured.

In the novels and stories of my past life, there was basically no such thing as the protagonist growing up.

The story begins with the villain saying "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river," only to appear a second later and slap the protagonist to death. They don't even give the protagonist a chance to level up in the starting area!

This is utterly devoid of martial ethics! 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

"it's over."

Mr. Duan, suspended in mid-air, shook his head slightly, looking uninterested. He raised his hand and made a grasping motion in the air towards Moria's massive body.

Bang--!

Moria's body, hidden in endless darkness, along with the vast shadow power within him, was instantly compressed by an irresistible spatial force! With a muffled thud, the dignified high-ranking Shadow Demon Lord was directly crushed into a burst of blood mist!

Immediately afterwards, in the distant void, Xiang Yu's towering figure, as massive as an iron tower, burst through the dust. He let out a deafening roar and recklessly attempted to unleash his full power to become an enemy of the world.

Mr. Duan casually flicked his finger.

A cluster of eerie blue flames traversed space and landed on Xiang Yu's chest. It was a karmic fire powerful enough to burn away all laws.

"Ugh—!"

Even ❖ Nоvеl𝚒ght ❖ (Exclusive on Nоvеl𝚒ght) the indestructible barrier that could withstand the divine punishment of Kujo Naruya couldn't last a single second against this tiny flame. Accompanied by a shrill scream, Xiang Yu's indestructible body crumbled inch by inch, turning into ashes that filled the sky.

This was a crushing defeat with no suspense whatsoever.

Having done all this, Mr. Duan gently patted non-existent dust off his gloves. He took a step forward, and the space around him rippled violently.

When he reappeared, he had traveled dozens of kilometers back to the ancient villa in Donghai City.

...

Inside the living room of the villa.

Zhou Huai remained seated on the sofa, his face pale, but his gaze calm.

All the clones were wiped out.

Now, it's his turn, the one in question.

Seeing that only Zhou Huai was left in the living room, Mr. Duan smiled, straightened the hem of his gray overcoat, and calmly sat down opposite Zhou Huai.

"It seems your servant isn't as loyal as I thought," Mr. Duan said sarcastically, glancing around the empty room.

“I was the one who told him to leave.” Zhou Huai leaned back on the sofa, his tone indifferent. “I don’t like people watching me die. Besides, his staying here wouldn’t change anything, would it?”

Mr. Duan looked at him, somewhat surprised by Zhou Huai's composure.

He picked up the purple clay teapot on the coffee table and slowly poured himself a cup of water. The tea was steaming hot and fragrant.

He took a small sip, closed his eyes to savor the taste for a moment, and then looked at Zhou Huai.

"This tea is good." Mr. Duan put down his teacup. "I gave you a chance, but unfortunately you didn't cherish it."

His tone carried a sense of superior regret.

"I won't give anyone a second chance. So, do you have any last words?"