Zhang Sanfeng didn't mind. He looked up at the sky and realized something, then fell silent. "Since Tiga, whom you summoned, is about to deal with that guy... then this old Taoist will not presume to interfere."
Su Han remained noncommittal.
After a short while, a dazzling light suddenly merged into his body from the sky. This was Ultraman Tiga transforming into light.
Cheng Kun had already been killed by Tiga and completely swallowed up by the mist space.
Su Han landed on the ground. He looked around at the group of people who had gathered around him, his voice as calm as ever, "Now that the matter has been resolved, we should go back."
(End of this chapter)
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Chapter 242 Aizen: Council Members...Are They Equivalent to Evil Gods? (Third Update)
The crowd looked at each other.
The Drunken Sword Immortal spoke first, "Coming here, all I do is fight... It's incredibly busy. I haven't even had a chance to see the scenery of Wudang Mountain yet, so I won't be going back for now."
"Me too," Song Que said calmly. He wanted to communicate more with Zhang Sanfeng to see if he could find his own path.
"Whatever you want." Su Han's words were completely calm. He scanned the room and, noticing that no one else had any objection to leaving, a thought immediately crossed his mind.
A dazzling light emanated and enveloped Huang Rong, Gu Xun'er, and Tokushima Saeko.
With the next breath, the dazzling light dissipated, and Su Han and the three women vanished.
"It was truly an unimaginable battle." The Drunken Sword Immortal recalled the scene of the previous battle with a somewhat emotional expression. "It was as if a real god had descended."
"Unbelievable, this is still the incarnation of Number Nine... Is a true god really this powerful?" The Drunken Sword Immortal sighed deeply. "Senior Brother Dugu is clearly not far from ascension, but their strength is on a completely different level..."
“Sword Immortal, you’ve misunderstood something.” Zhang Sanfeng’s gaze was somewhat distant, and his voice was deep. “The gods in your world are completely different from the gods and evil gods like Number Nine and Number Ten…”
The Sword Immortal paused, suddenly understanding Zhang Sanfeng's meaning. After a long silence, he nodded with a wry smile.
“You’re right. The power of gods in different worlds cannot be equated with each other… not to mention, Number Nine is a special god who transcends the world.”
"Number nine and number ten, huh?" Zhang Sanfeng's gaze was somewhat distant.
The Sword Immortal took another swig of wine, said nothing more, and rode his flying sword toward Wudang Mountain.
“Let’s join in too.” Song Que was naturally shocked as well, but he showed no emotion on the surface. Holding the Heavenly Blade, he exuded an aura of unparalleled power.
So what if I'm a god? Now that I've witnessed this new world and joined the council with its infinite possibilities... there's no point in wallowing in self-pity.
There is only one thing he should do: to cultivate with all his might, enhance his own strength, and do what he can... That is enough.
...
When he opened his eyes again, Su Han was already sitting on the bronze throne.
He looked down and saw that no one in the Misty Palace was speaking; many people were frowning and deep in thought.
“Gurararara,” the white-bearded man suddenly laughed, his voice low and deep, “I never expected that Cheng Kun would become so powerful.”
What surprised Zhang Sanfeng the most about this sacrificial ceremony was the appearance of Cheng Kun.
"Yes." Huang Rong felt a pang of fear.
Originally, Cheng Kun wasn't even considered a top-tier master in Zhang Sanfeng's world before the promotion of new martial arts. However, after merging with the divine nature of the evil god and regaining it, his strength expanded too much, and he truly transformed into an acquired evil god.
Even though Number Nine treated Him with utter contempt, and even easily annihilated Him with just the body of Tiga summoned by his avatar... this only proves that Number Nine is unfathomable. It doesn't mean that Cheng Kun was weak.
For most of the council members present... even Madara Uchiha, Whitebeard, and Cheng Kun in his evil god form were all terrifying opponents.
To fight them and win, one must risk their life... and this is only because they are protected by the misty space and do not need to worry about contamination.
“I think I can understand why Im wants to become an evil god.” Madara Uchiha’s words were completely calm.
"Did Cheng Kun destroy an entire martial arts world?" Tony Stark recalled what Number Nine said in the vision, his expression heavy, his words filled with emotion, "The world, indeed, is a thing that is both strong and fragile."
"I have a question."
After a brief silence, Aizen suddenly looked up at Su Han, his voice sincere, "Chairman, was what happened in Zhang Zhenren's world an exception or inevitable? Or is it that... our previous idea that the lower the level of the world, the weaker the enemy we face... is wrong?"
Su Han remained silent for a long time before finally speaking, his words concise and to the point: "The lower the level of the world, the weaker the enemy it faces; there is no mistake about that."
Aizen frowned, and just as he was pondering what was going on, he heard Su Han continue speaking calmly, "However, evil gods are inherently chaotic and cannot be estimated by ordinary concepts."
After a brief silence, Conan suddenly realized something.
So that's how it is... That's the way things are, but that doesn't mean evil gods have to follow so-called common sense. Because they themselves are beings that defy common sense.
"It seems that in the future, when we complete the World Ritual, we will need to send out more grand finales," Daigo Madoka said thoughtfully.
"Boring," Accelerator said noncommittally.
Boros had been silent, his fingers tapping lightly on the back of his chair, when he suddenly spoke, "That guy... is a very good opponent."
"Who are you talking about?" Xiaoyu looked at Boros with some curiosity.
“Cheng Kun.” Boros raised his head and stared at the day of the final battle. “I wonder if I can materialize that guy on the day of the final battle.”
Although Boros felt that Cheng Kun was no match for him, Cheng Kun's immortality... gave Boros the feeling that fighting him would be exhilarating.
“No, it’s impossible to materialize it.” Ying Zheng’s expression was inscrutable, and his voice was low. “Or rather, even if you were to materialize it… you could only materialize Cheng Kun from the original historical trajectory.”
As the representative of the Way of Heaven, Ying Zheng had an extremely deep understanding of this matter.