So, purely in terms of cultivation, Chuangshang Beidao had vastly overestimated Jun Moxie. He was utterly stunned by Jun Moxie’s terrifyingly powerful spiritual force!

But from another angle, he had underestimated Jun Moxie’s overall strength! Never mind an assault by six Saint Monarchs; even if the current Jun Moxie faced six Saints, as long as it wasn't a sneak attack designed for a single fatal blow, he was certain to escape unscathed—death was simply not an option!

And attempting to sneak attack Jun Moxie? That was something approaching infinite impossibility!

With a thought, Chuangshang Beidao realized his mistake. What he had just stated was fact, but saying it at this critical juncture would undoubtedly cause serious unrest among the troops, perhaps even leading to a complete collapse of morale. Just as he prepared to utter some words to reignite their fighting spirit, he suddenly perceived a faint, almost imperceptible fluctuation in the enemy's qi signature far to the north, seemingly acknowledging his presence.

Chuangshang Beidao dared not be careless. He meticulously channeled his inner power to his eyes, then sealed his mind completely, focusing his divine sense to achieve utmost stability, before slowly turning his head to look.

He saw that white figure ahead drifting in the night sky, hands clasped behind their back, moving forward like a proud white cloud, advancing several li through the void. At that moment, Chuangshang Beidao felt a profound sense of dejection; the opponent’s intent was clearly to ignore him completely! Or perhaps it was more accurate to say: the opponent did not even acknowledge the existence of this world!

Even if he was just a white cloud, he was a white cloud soaring above the absolute peak of the Nine Heavens!

It was entirely different from the ordinary white clouds that the masses could see by merely looking up!

This pure, rarefied aura, this graceful demeanor, this transcendent bearing, such an astonishing presence—absolutely superior to all living things, aloof in the firmament, seated on high, utterly incomparable!

At this instant, Chuangshang Beidao felt an urge to surrender completely to the other party at any moment!

The opponent’s gaze remained cold... still piercing, still sharp, radiating killing intent that swept across the world!

But Chuangshang Beidao clearly sensed that the opponent was not here to clash with him, at least not right now. Because within that look, there was now an undeniable element of sincere contempt! Such a gaze conveyed only one simple, undeniable message: You are not worthy to be my enemy!

For some inexplicable reason, Chuangshang Beidao strangely agreed with that look.

Given his current strength, perhaps he was indeed not qualified to stand against that person!

The Xezu (Alien Race) was undoubtedly a perverse race, but they understood how to recognize reality. Once they confirmed an opponent was powerful and irresistible, they would submit to strength. This stemmed from the inherent servility within their very nature—even Chuangshang Beidao, the strongest among the Xezu, was not exempt. It was just that until now, no one had been capable of making him submit. Now, there was one, because Jun Moxie had appeared!

Just as Chuangshang Beidao made full preparations and gazed from afar, he saw the white-robed figure opposite him offer a slight smile, a smile brimming with disdain and scorn, the corners of his mouth curling slightly. Then, he raised his right hand and gave Chuangshang Beidao a thumbs-up!

Chuangshang Beidao was momentarily confused. According to the lore of the Profound Profound Continent, a thumb-up should signify praise. What did the opponent mean...?

While he was thinking, he saw the right hand instantly flip over, the thumb pointing straight down, perpendicular to the ground, and he even pressed it down twice. The meaning was perfectly clear: In my eyes, this is what you are! Crushing you would be no more difficult than crushing an ant!

Immediately afterward, Jun Moxie slightly tilted his head back, chin lifted slightly, looking at Chuangshang Beidao with eyes that were proud, dismissive, scornful, provocative, and even tinged with the serene detachment of utter disregard. His posture was supremely high and mighty, looking down from an overwhelming height!

Utterly contemptuous!

A surge of fury instantly rushed into Chuangshang Beidao’s chest, almost making him spit out a mouthful of blood from sheer anger!

This bastard! He used his divine sense to greet me just to humiliate me?!

Chuangshang Beidao felt as if he was about to suffer internal injury...

Even if you are a supreme master, you cannot humiliate people like this!

This was complete and utter, undisguised insult!

Although the opponent had not uttered a single word from beginning to end, he had conveyed every thought and meaning he intended to express in this simplest, most direct manner!

It wasn't just Chuangshang Beidao; all thirteen top experts of the Xezu were almost simultaneously infuriated to the point of exploding by Jun Moxie’s actions!

Chuangshang Beidao took a deep breath—he inhaled with such force that he nearly sucked all the air from the surrounding space into his lungs. He created an almost vacuum-like zone in front of him! It was fortunate that the surrounding Xezu were all powerful experts, otherwise, the sudden lack of oxygen could have easily led to suffocation and death...

Chuangshang Beidao had to gasp deeply because he feared he might lose control of his temper and rashly attack the opponent. Against such a master, letting rage cloud his judgment and cause his mind to falter was no different from seeking death!

Even if he had several thousand Saint Monarchs guarding him, the opponent could still kill him with a single strike the instant his mind wavered!

Therefore, before Chuangshang Beidao could say or do anything, he first had to bring his emotions under complete control!

But just as he forcefully controlled his mind and suppressed his unstable emotions, preparing to speak, he noticed the opponent wave his hand and suddenly vanish!

Just like that, abruptly and eerily gone!

What was this? What was the meaning of this?!

He didn't even give me a chance to speak!?

What profound contempt was this?!

Did he mean that in front of him, I don't even possess the right to equal dialogue... No! Not even the right to an equal conversation, not even the right to utter a single sentence? Was I not even worthy of that opportunity or qualification?

Chuangshang Beidao was so angry his vision swam with stars, his eyes nearly bulging from his sockets, his chest heaving violently!

He surged like a set of bellows!

This was an overwhelming insult!

This was simply too much arrogance!

The effect created by the opponent saying absolutely nothing from start to finish was far greater than if he had spoken.

Black mist coiled around Chuangshang Beidao’s entire body, his eyes flushed blood-red, clearly on the verge of explosion due to excessive anger. The other twelve experts remained silent as if frozen, not daring to even breathe heavily, not even daring to look at him. Under such circumstances, anyone who spoke up would immediately become the scapegoat for Chuangshang Beidao’s rage... This was a certainty. No one wanted to offer their warm face to the cold rear end at this moment, nor did they wish to receive a scorching blast—a super-scorching blast capable of instant death!

In the silent night sky, only the sound of Chuangshang Beidao's rapid, bellows-like gasping could be heard. After a very, very long time, he finally exhaled a long, deep breath and finally calmed down completely.

Chuangshang Beidao even let out a dry laugh, though it was a laugh nonetheless: "There's nothing to be done... His strength truly surpasses mine by far. Even facing such blatant humiliation, I can only accept it! In reality, if our strength could surpass his, if we could reach his height, then the one enduring the insult at this moment would be him. The strong are king, great fists dictate the rules—this is the ultimate truth of this world!"

Even while saying this, the sense of loss and frustration in Chuangshang Beidao’s tone was clear for anyone to hear. Throughout his long life, having held the position of the foremost figure among the Xezu for thousands of years, when had he ever suffered such slighting and insult?

"Leader is wise and divinely mighty, we are incomparable!" the twelve experts said in unison. Previously, they might have added the flattery, "His divine power is boundless," which when combined would have been, "Leader's divine power is boundless, wise, and divinely mighty, we are incomparable..."

But now, if anyone dared utter the words "divine power is boundless," they would likely be used by the Leader to demonstrate boundless power upon their own body...

Chuangshang Beidao let out another deep sigh before turning his gaze back to the battlefield below. He remained silent for a very long time. The blow Jun Moxie had dealt him this time was simply too heavy.

"It seems this fifty-thousand-strong army is destined to be annihilated..." a tall, thin Xezu expert ventured cautiously. Well, the term "tall and thin" was relative. Given their naturally double-headed, conjoined physiology, even a height of three meters perhaps wouldn't qualify as tall and thin.

But the speaker, compared to his peers, could definitely be considered slender. Even... graceful.

Of course, he still wouldn't be mistaken for a refined lady.

"Annihilation... is also their mission! As warriors of the Shenri Clan, dying on the battlefield is their greatest honor!" Chuangshang Beidao’s face was still slightly flushed. "Gu Han hasn't emerged, so our contingency plans are useless. The main army cannot move; these fifty thousand troops can only serve as a touchstone! What is the sacrifice of these fifty thousand compared to the fact that we, with nearly ten times the enemy's forces, have inflicted almost zero losses on them? Even if every one of their men possesses profound cultivation and formidable combat power, this result is still incredibly hard to believe!"

A hundred li behind where they stood, the Xezu great army blotted out the sky, their silent encampments stretching for hundreds of li, resembling a massive, dark serpent in the dead of night...

"Indeed, the combat strength of those few enemy units is too terrifying!" the tall, thin Xezu expert smacked his lips. "Especially the first three hundred men who charged the formation; in my thousands of years of history, this is the first time I have witnessed an army composed of such powerful individuals!"

This tall, thin expert was named Shi Chuan Dingmen. Do not let his wretched appearance—a face that looked like his father had died and his mother remarried—deceive you; this person’s strength was exceptionally high, and he was one of the six Saint Monarchs of the Xezu. Although he ranked last, he was not to be underestimated.

His greatest stroke of luck was that he never met Jun Moxie face-to-face, nor did he exchange names, otherwise, he would certainly have been dubbed "Shi Chuan Dingmen" (Shi Chuan Buttocks-Gate) by the Lord of Evil...

"Truly so. Such a formidable army is something I have also never witnessed in my life!" Chuangshang Beidao said gravely. "If I haven't guessed wrong, these people must belong to the man we just saw! Only someone of that caliber could command such subordinates!"