Everyone looked at Zhou Hao. The person from Heaven's Gate is here? No one could be bothered about Jiang Xiu at this moment. He could save whoever he wanted. It was just a fight between children and of no consequence to them.
Meng Du's face turned gloomier, "You said you wanted me to surrender and acted so ostentatiously. Let me see which reckless person from Heaven's Gate has come."
Disdain flashed through Zhou Hao's eyes while he replied with a sinister tone, "Meng Du, you are courting death by showing contempt towards Heaven's Gate."
"You'll be scared out of your wits when you see the person."
Saying so, he stepped forward then slightly bowed, "I request Mister to show yourself."
"Please."
The area turned silent. No one was there in front of Zhou Hao.
"What's happening?"
No one could make sense of what was happening. Are you trying to scare us or what? Bowing towards air won't do shit.
Jiang Xiu eyes flickered with a slight glint as a smile rose on his face, "Interesting. Such a power is quite rare. It looks like some immortal arts have been handed down on Earth properly."
He turned towards Qiu Yinru, "Leave fast, and you can maybe catch up with Xie Ting."
Qiu Yinru opened her mouth and thanked him with great difficulty, "Thank you!"
Jiang Xiu had saved her, and thus it was the right thing for her to express gratitude, but for some reason, Qiu Yinru didn't wish to say thank you to him.
No one cared about Qiu Yinru leaving the place as they were focused on that empty space in the arena.
A strange wind blew past that place, causing the paper bits on the ground to fly up.
Meng Du, his subordinates as well as the captive soldiers' eyes grew wide open in shock all of a sudden. They felt a bone-chilling coldness creep up their backs.
"Impossible!"
Many of them were drenched in cold sweat.
They had shocked expressions on their faces.
They couldn't believe what they were seeing.
That empty space began to ripple, and a black shadow appeared there. This shadow turned vivid, and after a few moments, everyone could clearly see a 50-year old man standing there.
He appeared baselessly.
"I-Is he human or something else?"
Some were trembling in shock due to witnessing such a supernatural event. They couldn't understand how this man had appeared, whether he had come from a far away region or was he there all along.
"Heaven's Gate Dao Scripture, Universal Shift."
Bai Chongyi worded it out with great difficulty while feeling something choking down his throat.
"A Demigod!"
That man's appearance turned clearer by the second. It was a demon god-like man with black hair and eyes. He had an ethnic Chinese face, had a sharp look in his eyes and carried himself domineeringly.
His hands were behind him as his clothes fluttered due to the wind. His gaze fell on Meng Du, "Are you Meng Du? My opponent?"
"Yes, are you Buzhi of Heaven's Gate?"
The man nodded, "Buzhi Ming!"
"Meng Du greets Mr. Buzhi." At this moment, Meng Du couldn't help but shiver. It was a real Demigod, one from the Demigod Ranking.
Buzhi Ming said, "If you kneel down and pay allegiance to Heaven's Gate, I'll spare your life."
"Or else… you shall die!"
Meng Du had finally understood the meaning of the words 'There's always a Heaven above the Heavens.' Though he felt shocked and even afraid, he was after all the leader of the bandit army. His nature didn't allow him to cower and instead evoked his valiance.
"I'm honored that Heaven's Gate has given such attention to me. Since Mr. Buzhi has come in person, I, Meng Du, can't let you feel disappointed due to not even having the courage to resist. How about we have a duel?"
A cold glint flashed through Buzhi Ming's eyes, "Those who resist Heaven's Gate will die!"
Meng Du smiled at him, "Do you think only you are a Demigod?"
"GGGGRRRR!"
Meng Du released a beastly roar as the power in his body rushed out. He transformed into a werewolf-like beastly appearance. It looked quite malevolent with veins popping out all over his body. His skin turned green, and his entire figure seemed to have grown a notch larger, changing from a 1.7 m tall man into a giant.
"1st Divine Form!"
Buzhi Ming nodded. It seemed like he was satisfied with this.
The others were frightened, "W-What kind of skill is this? How can a human change so much? I-Is he still human?"
Jiang Xiu also observed all of this. Meng Du's evolution was better than Xie Sanxian's. Besides the figure size and the skin, there weren't any other deformations or changes in him. This meant that he was evolving into a divinity without a hitch.
The increase in figure raised the attack power while the change in skin raised the defense power. Though the skin had changed into a green color as it was a low-leveled one, Meng Du was walking on the right path.
"GGGGRRRRRHHHH!"
Meng Du howled with a beastly voice. This was a low-level Divine Language similar to the one Xie Sanxian was speaking back then. The roar roughly translated to 'Come, let's fight!'.
Meng Du moved, leaving behind only an after-image due to his quick speed. His punch cut across air, releasing a hissing sound as it rushed towards his opponent with an incredible strength enough to collapse a mountain.
The expressions of the captive soldiers changed. Meng Du was a huge bandit on the frontier, and his strength seemed to be on the same level as the Grand Marshal Xiao Zhanbo. This single punch was enough to blow out a tank to smithereens.
The ground cracked under the air pressure as it made its way towards the target.
"Hmph!"
Buzhi Ming stood there like a statue. He neither moved nor tried to block the attack and waited for the punch to arrive. When he felt the fist's energy reach him, he crouched all of a sudden then released the energy from his body, causing the air around him to revolve around him in spirals.
Whhhiiizzzz!
The two energies collided with each other, giving rise to a magnetic twisting sound of blades being crushed.
At the same time, Buzhi Ming's clothes released a gentle, milky light. His entire body turned illusionary as if he was turning to soft light.
"GGGGRRRH!!!"
Meng Du revealed an alarmed expression on his face. As his fist neared Buzhi Ming, the fear on his face grew stronger as the pressure his fist felt kept rising, so much that he couldn't even move it forward anymore.
He had already used up all his strength, but his fist still couldn't reach Buzhi.
Even if he broke through the defense and managed to land a hit, just how much damage could he have dealt?
No one knew.
At this moment, Buzhi Ming acted. He lightly pointed his finger at the fist.
Acting in complete silence.
Kcha!
When his finger touched Meng Du's fist, it resulted in a popping sound, followed by which Meng Du flew back as if he was hit by a truck while his arm twisted into a weird direction. It seemed like it got fractured.
But Buzhi Ming had no intentions of stopping. He had already taken a step forward before Meng Du flew back. He stepped to the side then slapped both his palms towards Meng Du. Just the strength from his finger was already so valiant, so the force behind these slaps was quite unimaginable.
BANG!
Meng Du's body twisted into a shrimp-like shape. He howled desperately in pain as blood wafted through the air and flew out with an even faster speed.
He soared up to the skies then dropped down from the sky.
BOOM!
Buzhi Ming stamped on Meng Du while he was in mid-air, causing him to crash into the ground. A depression had occurred on the land due to the crash. Meng Du didn't release a single noise after his crash.
After receiving such an attack, it was pretty difficult to make it out alive.
One finger, two slaps, and a kick. The Meng Army's Leader, Meng Du, who had ruled the desert for over 20 years, met a violent death through just these four moves.
The entire place turned deathly silent.
All of them looked towards the man who had killed Meng Du as if he were the incarnation of the Devil.
"Weak, the 1st Form is too weak."
"If you had reached the 2nd Form, you could have lived through it and maybe even exchanged a few moves with me."
Saying so, he turned around towards the others who were on guard. He placed his hands behind him again with a proud expression on his face, "Your leader is already dead. Are you still going to resist?"
"Better lay down your weapons and surrender."
Zhou Hao swaggered towards Buzhi Ming then bowed respectfully, "Mr. Buzhi is formidable!"
The soldiers of the Meng Army looked at each other.
Their gazes fell on Bai Chongyi. Since the boss had died, they would naturally follow the vice-leader. It was up to Bai Chongyi to decide whether they will resist or pay allegiance to Heaven's Gate.
It took some time for Bai Chongyi to recover from the shock as it was too shocking. General Meng got killed in the blink of an eye. That man was someone whom he viewed the same as a God in his heart.
He didn't even get a chance to escape with his life!
The opponent was strong and also ruthless.
"Mr. Buzhi is formidable!"
Bai Chongyi decided to pay allegiance to Heaven's Gate. He didn't dare to refuse when facing such a powerful Demigod.