Houselord God Bastard stood on the fighting platform, pulsing with energy. Everyone could sense his killing intent and knew that it could shake the heavens and topple the earth. Not a single expert in the audience would have dared to get in his way. Furthermore, this event had long since gone from being a contest for the position of league-lord to an uncharacteristically deadly conflict that would change the face of the Ancient Road to the Gods.

No one present had any doubts about how strong Houselord God Bastard was.

His every move and action could cause blood to rain, and it was impossible to say how many of the Executors of the Ancient Road he had killed over the years. Now that his junior houselord had been killed, it would have been inappropriate if he wasn’t thoroughly enraged.

Despite that, Yang Qi just stood there with his hands clasped behind his back. “What exactly are you up to, Houselord God Bastard? On this fighting platform, lives can...