This Zhongli is not just the MVP of the Archon War; he is also a reincarnator, or rather, a transmigrator.
Reincarnated as Morax, his foreknowledge ensured that none of his friends met an untimely demise. This made the already "arrogant" Morax even more so!
If he hadn't genuinely grown tired, he wouldn't have faked his death like the original Morax did, stepping down from his divine throne.
Zhongli's temper is quite good, but only under certain conditions.
Disrespecting him or not believing in him doesn't matter. What matters is that it's Morax who is powerful, not the Geo Archon. He doesn't need human faith.
Faith has its pros and cons. If faith collapses, one might fall from their divine seat, which would be a loss outweighing the gain.
As Zhongli said, don't buzz around like a mosquito…
He can tolerate ants surviving in obscurity, but he can't stand the clamor of "mosquitoes."
"Tang San, this is the second time, and it will be the last. If there's a third time, I will ascend to the divine realm and permanently suppress you, ensuring you never reincarnate!"
After saying this, Zhongli's divine power erupted like a brilliant sun, illuminating the slightly dim sky.
His rune-covered right arm reached out, grabbing at the void. Tang San's soul was instantly "sealed" within the void. With a slight squeeze, the soul couldn't even utter a word before it shattered into specks of light.
"Beating you doesn't require much effort."
Morax muttered, his eyes filled with three parts disdain, three parts contempt, and four parts nonchalance.
"???"
Everyone was left with a head full of question marks, feeling utterly bewildered and unsure of what had just happened.
Wasn't that the Sea God Tang San who got crushed?
"Hmm…"
"Is Tang San that fragile?"
"Did it end that quickly?"
They had expected an epic battle, but it turned out to be a one-sided massacre. Tang San didn't even get a chance to react before he was obliterated!
He didn't even last a single round or exchange before he was gone.
Those who worshipped the Sea God felt their faith crumble, standing there in stunned silence.
"Was the Sea God Tang San too weak, or is the Martial God Zhongli too strong?"
"I've heard legends of the Sea God Tang San since I was a child, how he killed the Rakshasa God and the Angel God, turning the tide and leading to the destruction of the Spirit Empire by the Heaven Dou and Star Luo Empires."
"It's not that Tang San was too weak, but that Zhongli's strength was so overwhelming that it made Tang San seem weak in comparison."
Many of Tang San's die-hard fans, after witnessing the first clash between the Martial God and the Sea God, were still making excuses for him. They claimed that Tang San was magnanimous and didn't want to bully the younger Martial God.
They even said that Tang San, with his immense power, admired the Martial God.
But now, seeing Tang San "die" so swiftly and decisively, without even a hint of resistance, they couldn't find any justification for their claims.
Their faith had collapsed, with no room for recovery.
In the distance, Gu Yuena and Di Tian, among others, watched with deep fear in their eyes.
Gu Yuena had inherited many of the Dragon God's memories, and she knew just how powerful the Dragon God was. But even the Dragon God couldn't have done something like this!
Holding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes with one hand, carrying the Sunset Forest on his back, and casually crushing a peak-level first-grade god, such a feat was beyond even the Dragon God.
Yet Zhongli had done it!
Di Tian, as the Dragon God's guard, had a decent understanding of the power of gods and the Dragon God. His eyes were filled with nothing but terror.
When Gu Yuena had returned to the Star Dou Forest with the Spirit Soul Technique, they had been skeptical, thinking it was a ploy by Zhongli to deceive Gu Yuena and weaken the soul beast race.
"If he truly had such intentions, why go to such lengths?"
If he could carry the Sunset Forest, couldn't he carry the Star Dou Forest as well?
It seemed they had been judging a gentleman with the heart of a petty man!
"My lord, we must strengthen our cooperation with the Martial God. If the Spirit Soul Technique requires my contribution, I am willing to offer it!"
Di Tian said without changing his expression.
Hearing this, Gu Yuena glanced at Di Tian, deep in thought.
Indeed, everything ultimately came down to strength.
The Spirit Soul Technique had made them suspect it was a conspiracy, but if Zhongli truly wanted to deal with them, would he need to resort to such schemes?
Clearly, this had all been a "misunderstanding."
Nearly all the top experts across the Douluo Continent had been "watching" this battle, or rather, this one-sided slaughter. Only when the dust settled did they snap back to reality.
Mu En, witnessing this scene, felt his scalp tingle, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.
He had thought the destruction of Shrek Academy was shocking enough, but this was even more astonishing!
He couldn't understand why the Martial God had been so "furious" this time, directly crushing Tang San, a "senior," without giving him any face.
He had even declared that this was the last time!
"It seems that Tang San offended him somehow!"
If Zhongli had struck first, he wouldn't have said such a thing. Instead, he would have ascended to the divine realm and suppressed Tang San.
No one would doubt such a possibility, given the vast difference in their strength.
"Sigh, they could have been friends…"
Mu En was filled with regret!
If he hadn't been confined by his circumstances and sent Xuan Zi to test Zhongli, would things have turned out this way?
Unfortunately, there was no medicine for regret in this world.
Elsewhere, a man in a black robe turned to the woman beside him.
"Xishui…"
"As long as the Martial God doesn't ascend, the Holy Spirit Cult will not emerge!"
Ye Xishui trembled, her face filled with determination.
As an evil soul master, she knew her limits.
When Shrek Academy was destroyed, she had issued the same order, which was why evil soul masters had vanished from the continent, as if they had never existed.
After witnessing the power of the Martial God, Ye Xishui felt nothing but despair!
It was utterly hopeless!
Even Tang San, the Sea God, had been powerless against him. Even if they became gods or ten-ring soul engineers through some means, what good would it do?
They still couldn't win…
Long Xiaoyao nodded solemnly, then turned his gaze toward Zhongli.
He wasn't an evil soul master, but for love, he had become the Holy Spirit Cult's Grand Elder.
The Martial God's appearance was actually a good thing for Long Xiaoyao.
He didn't want to see Ye Xishui kill anymore, but he couldn't bring himself to stop her.
"As long as this man exists, Xishui and those fellows will remain calm for a day."
"That's fine by me."
"I wonder what that old fool Mu En did to provoke such an existence. Truly…"
Long Xiaoyao and Mu En had a private connection. They were old friends, but because of Ye Xishui, they had become "enemies."
As an "old friend," Long Xiaoyao didn't believe that someone as wise as Mu En would so easily offend a god!
It was likely the doing of his incompetent disciple.
"Zhongli, if you could just crush him directly, why bother holding the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Eyes and carrying the Sunset Forest?"