"Did I say it right?"

Chen Zaikun narrowed his eyes slightly.

What he said was indeed correct.

Though those giant enterprises and old Nest City still have some "Ace Death Gods" hidden, Tier Five and Tier Six are not nonexistent, but high-tier Death Gods are hardly as common as roadside cabbage; you can’t just grab a handful.

Chen Zaikun had secretly calculated that the number of people in the world with Tier Six strength wouldn’t exceed 10, most of whom are in the lower tier, with only a few in the upper tier.

Chen Zaikun’s level may not be at the top among these people, but with the Rare Sequence Invisible and Cyberspace, he is confident he can fight any Tier Six Death God, and even has a high probability of winning.

He can wholeheartedly declare that after Jin, this True God, passed away, he is the strongest in the real world!

But what does this have to do with Zhu Xing?

"I..."

Zhu Xing’s voice was plain and straightforward, without any sense of boastfulness or provocation, as if he were stating an objective fact.

"I want to be famous."

"...?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Chen Zaikun was momentarily stunned, thinking he had misheard, as a sense of absurdity instantly diluted the vigilance in his mind.

Famous?

A person who can silently infiltrate his headquarters, making him completely unable to sense their presence, with strength unfathomable even to him, comes to him expressing a desire to be famous?

Zhu Xing seemed unaware of Chen Zaikun’s momentary shock, or more accurately, he simply did not care.

With crossed legs, he continued in that straightforward tone: "I haven’t... come out in a very long time."

"The world outside has changed a lot. I don’t quite understand the rules you have now."

He paused, appearing to ponder over his words.

"But I think, to be famous, to quickly let everyone know the name ’Zhu Xing’, to carve out one’s own world..."

He raised his hand, directing not at anything, but at Chen Zaikun himself.

"The simplest method is to find the ’strongest’ of this era, as recognized by all."

Zhu Xing’s fingertip pointed to Chen Zaikun’s heart, an action casual yet carrying an undeniable firmness.

"Then..."

"His voice remained calm, but it was like an invisible thunderclap exploding next to Chen Zaikun’s ear.

"Defeat him."

Boom—!

Something seemed to explode in Chen Zaikun’s mind.

Not a conspiracy! Not calculation! And certainly not the wealth or treasures of the Equality Association.

This presence devoid of any aura... this unfathomable monster, this entity causing the entire defense system of the Equality Association to fail, this stranger of unknown origin, his intention in breaking into one of the most heavily guarded places in the world was solely... to challenge himself?!

For such a pure, albeit naive, yet so arrogant reason of "becoming famous"?!

A difficult-to-describe absurdity, accompanied by a fury of being belittled, and a faint sense of humiliation from being used as a stepping stone, instantly overwhelmed Chen Zaikun.

After maneuvering through countless challenges over decades, standing at the pinnacle of power and strength, he was accustomed to being revered, plotted against, and challenged, but never had he been so simply viewed as a "shortcut to fame."

In an instant, Chen Zaikun’s face went pale, then suddenly flushed, the veins on his forehead bulging.

The fear previously suppressed due to the failure of his Perception Ability was now replaced by a much fiercer rage; his hand on the sofa armrest clenched so tightly that his knuckles turned white, producing a faint creaking sound.

"Defeat... me?"

Chen Zaikun’s voice suddenly rose, laden with incredulous gloom and rage.

"For fame?"

Zhu Xing nodded, his movement clean and decisive, confirming it unmistakably, a gaze seemingly hinting "you finally understood."

"Yes."

Zhu Xing’s voice remained smooth, as if discussing today’s weather.

"Defeating you, the strongest, is the quickest way to fame. The name Zhu Xing will replace Chen Zaikun, becoming the new pinnacle of this world."

He even added: "It’s reasonable, and efficient."

Chen Zaikun laughed in extreme rage, a fierce aura erupted from him suddenly, a hundred times stronger than during previous probes!

The expensive sofa beneath him groaned under the strain, and even the lights outside twisted momentarily under the sudden pressure.

The leader glared at Zhu Xing, frigid flames blazing in his eyes.

"Well! A ’reasonable’! A ’efficient’!"

Chen Zaikun’s voice rolled like thunder, filled with destructive force.

"Well then, Zhu Xing! Let me see what kind of skill you, this audacious miscreant, have, daring to use Chen Zaikun as your stepping stone!"

At the moment the words fell, the air in the entire reception room seemed to solidify into steel, an invisible storm brewing between two non-human entities, but Zhu Xing continued sitting calmly, seemingly indifferent to this terrible fury, though there was indeed a trace of excitement in his crimson eyes...

"Mr. Chen, this shall be my first battle upon returning to the real world."

Zhu Xing slightly loosened his neck, grinning.

"I hope you don’t let me down, strongest one."

...

Thud—!

As soon as the words fell, Chen Zaikun moved.

No fancy techniques, no unnecessary probes, his right arm’s muscles instantly tensed, the expensive custom suit sleeve tearing under the force, and he swung a punch heavily!

Before the fist arrived, the violent pressure already caused spiderweb-like cracks to spread across the surface of the bulletproof glass behind Zhu Xing!

This punch was considered a probe, Chen Zaikun’s target was Zhu Xing’s face coated with an intriguing smile, the physical strength of a Tier Six Death God comparable to a space warship, even without using any Sequence Ability, simply activating the Sequence, its power was enough to shatter the heavens...

However, even facing such a menacing punch, Zhu Xing didn’t even change his posture.

He continued sitting on the sofa, just raising his right hand nonchalantly as the punch approached his nose.

No earth-shattering collision, no energy-exploding shockwave. He simply extended two fingers—index and middle finger, joined like a sword, aimed at the fist brimming with destructive power, and gently tapped.

"Buzz...!"

Time seemed to have been pressed to slow-motion. Chen Zaikun’s fist capable of splitting mountains, froze three inches away from Zhu Xing’s fingers, as if colliding with an invisible and intangible... yet absolutely indestructible barrier! The furious force vanished as if submerged into the sea.

Chen Zaikun’s pupils contracted sharply! He felt as if his fist punched into cotton, all the force and momentum were completely devoured by those seemingly casual fingers!

He could clearly "see" that the power of Sequence condensed on his fist, upon encountering that space, vanished silently and instantly, as if ice under scorching sun.

This... isn’t right!

He hastily withdrew his fist.

Meanwhile, Zhu Xing’s gaze inadvertently fell onto Chen Zaikun’s forehead, noticing the cloud mist dagger mark belonging to the Invisible, a hint of curiosity flashing in his eyes.

"Oh? An interesting ’little mark,’ is this so-called ’Death God Power’?"

Zhu Xing’s voice carried undisguised interest.

Before the words lingered, the two fingers blocking the punch casually retracted, and transformed into a fist, no force accumulated, nor any grand energy wave, just simply swinging a punch at the nearby Chen Zaikun.

This punch appeared so casual, as if a friendly greeting between friends, effortlessly relaxed, the speed... seemingly slow.

Yet at the instant Zhu Xing swung his fist, Chen Zaikun’s body hairs stood on end! A life-threatening warning from the depths of his Soul overwhelmed him like a tsunami!

"Can’t take it head-on, absolutely can’t take it head-on!"

Cold sweat gushed out, soaked through his collar, the chill of death enveloped his body instantly!

Driven by instinct, his body exploded with reaction speed beyond limits, crossing his arms, forming a defensive posture...

"Boom—!"

This time, the collision resounded like thunder! And Chen Zaikun, a Tier Six powerhouse, was directly sent flying, slammed against the wall, leaving a man-shaped indentation on the special alloy.

He wasn’t injured, barely blocking the punch, yet inside, he was shocked beyond words.

Because he realized something.

This youth named Zhu Xing, from start to finish, hadn’t used any "Death God" power.

Rather more accurately, this guy had his own unique system of power, entirely different from the Death God Sequence.