Chapter 465: Referee, Get in the Ring!

When he was far stronger than his enemies, Chen Yi no longer felt any desire for revenge.

Who would derive pleasure from stepping on a group of ants?

"I'm not some bloodthirsty maniac. I don't kill indiscriminately."

Chen Yi heard their inner thoughts.

'Yes, yes, of course you're not a bloodthirsty maniac. You only blew up half of Gourd City when you destroyed the Magic Bullet Cannon factory.'

'Yeah, right, whatever you say, I believe everything.'

'When will I ever be as badass as this human...'

Chen Yi cleared his throat and spoke.

"Lead the way."

The Dragon-Men kneeling on the ground begging for mercy did not respond.

"I said lead the way. I want to see your Realm Master."

Unexpectedly, they actually refused.

"We cannot comply..."

"I see you still don't fear death."

"We do! But we cannot betray our Realm Master..."

"Quite loyal."

Just then, Chen Yi suddenly turned his head to look toward the sky.

"You don't need to lead the way anymore. Your Realm Master is here, along with your Guardian."

The group stood in silence, waiting for a while.

Then a bit longer.

Feeling like quite some time had passed, Sotuofeiren asked.

"Boss? It doesn't seem like they're coming?"

"No, they're here."

"How..."

"My Divine Sense covers too wide an area. They're just flying too slowly."

"..."

They waited a good while longer before the Dragon-Man Realm Master and Dragon-Man Guardian finally arrived—though in truth, they had already been traveling at full speed.

The pairing was similar to that of the Holy Dragon Clan: a Realm Master in the prime of his life, accompanied by a white-haired, elderly Guardian.

The Dragon-Man Realm Master was tall and burly, his muscles bulging like a bunch of balloons stuck to his body, while his dragon horns twisted and curved like a mountain switchback road.

He dressed casually, wearing neither armor nor lavish garments symbolizing power and status—just a uniquely styled leather outfit.

"You have been seeking me for days, and now I stand before you. Please spare my people."

Chen Yi said calmly.

"I haven't mistreated them."

"May I ask how you entered our realm? As far as I know, the human world currently has no means of crossing the world barrier."

"I walked over."

"It seems you're unwilling to disclose. Very well, you have the right to remain silent. What exactly do you want with me?"

Chen Yi stated his purpose.

He wanted the Mountain River Armor to be nurtured within the Dragon-Man Realm's Earth Spirit, and the Dragon-Man tribe was to station heavy troops to guard it.

The Dragon-Man Guardian immediately spoke up.

"Realm Master, you cannot agree to this! Repairing the Five Element Root Vessels will consume our realm's Earth Spirit, bringing negative effects to our realm's living beings and luck!"

Chen Yi said.

"It's not as severe as you make it sound. I may not leave the Five Element Root Vessels here for too long. Perhaps in a few years, I'll come to retrieve them."

The Dragon-Man Realm Master was silent for a moment, then said.

"I refuse."

Chen Yi let out a light chuckle.

"You have more backbone than the previous Realm Masters, but I must do this."

"In that case, there is only war."

At this moment, the Dragon-Man Realm Master displayed the demeanor of one who charges forward fearlessly even knowing he cannot win.

Once they engaged, Chen Yi discovered that this Realm Master was quite formidable in combat.

He seemed to have squeezed a bit more water out of the sponge that was the Martial God realm—supposedly the absolute limit of cultivation in the Void Realm.

Combined with the Dragon-Man tribe's advanced artifact forging technology, the various weapons the Dragon-Man Realm Master produced had devastating destructive power, some of which could effortlessly shatter space itself.

The Dragon-Man Realm Master also possessed a sharp tactical mind.

After exchanging a few moves with Chen Yi, he knew he couldn't overcome him.

So he used his weapons to destroy the surrounding space, utilizing the Spatial Turbulence that spilled out from the spatial tears to shred Chen Yi.

Only when he saw Chen Yi walking safely through the Spatial Turbulence did a trace of despair finally appear in his eyes.

Seeing this, the Guardian joined the battle.

But the Dragon-Man Realm Master stopped him from participating.

"Guardian! You must not be harmed! Flee! You must protect our realm's Earth Spirit!"

"Realm Master..."

"I beg of you, follow my orders."

"Yes!"

The Guardian flew away.

Chen Yi didn't stop him.

He flew too slowly—he couldn't possibly escape the range of Chen Yi's Divine Sense.

"Wait a minute, why do I feel like I'm the villain here?"

Chen Yi laughed at himself, then punched a hole straight through the Dragon-Man Realm Master's body.

"I'll say it one more time! Repairing our realm's Root Vessels is not as serious as you imagine! If you want to live, agree to my terms!"

The Dragon-Man Realm Master looked at the wound on his body that wouldn't heal and let out a bitter smile.

"I never thought that with one moment of carelessness, humanity would produce a powerhouse like you. Humans... you truly are full of infinite possibilities."

"Your stubbornness will only bring greater harm to the Dragon-Man Realm."

Chen Yi slightly activated his Divine Abilities, and the surrounding space-time immediately began to collapse.

The Dragon-Man Realm Master could tell at a glance that this was a collapse caused by the world exceeding its carrying capacity, not destruction from excessive force.

"You came back from the Real Realm? That's impossible!"

"Stop asking questions that have nothing to do with you!"

To Chen Yi's surprise, this Dragon-Man Realm Master still refused to bow his head.

"Just kill me."

"Are you stupid? Aren't you afraid I'll dismantle the entire Dragon-Man Realm and wipe your tribe completely from the Void Realm?"

"Your appearance marks the certain defeat of my Dragon-Man Realm in this world war. If my tribe's thirty thousand years of bitter struggle ultimately serve as another's wedding dress, then I would rather see my people destroyed utterly, from top to bottom!"

If an ordinary person said such things, one could retort with "Don't speak for everyone else."

But the Dragon-Man tribe was truly different.

When it came to loyalty to their own race, Chen Yi had witnessed it both in his Simulations and in reality.

If not for the Ten Thousand Souls Banner's ability to brainwash souls, Chen Yi would have found it extremely difficult to extract any intelligence from the Dragon-Man spies captured in the human world.

"Do you all crave victory in the world war so desperately? Win or die?"

"This is my tribe's mission, and the great aspiration that has kept us fighting to this day! If that aspiration is shattered, living would be worse than death! I only hate that you humans don't follow the rules of the game, that you could actually return from the Real Realm!"

The Dragon-Man Realm Master's words weren't wrong.

Chen Yi's current actions were even more egregious than a referee stepping into the game.

The Dragon-Man Realm Master's unyielding attitude made Chen Yi think of something else.

Could victory in the world war truly lead to becoming an immortal?

Why else would the Dragon-Man tribe go to such lengths?

From his "sightseeing" in the Dragon-Man Realm these past few days.

The entire Dragon-Man Realm was a unified whole, transformed into a massive rear base for the world war. The whole realm operated under flat management, with lightning-fast administrative efficiency at every level, all for the sole purpose of not holding back the war effort.

Every Dragon-Man was a screw in this colossal war machine, with no one able to stay out of it—whether commoner or noble.

Those who could fight joined the military.

Those with intellect worked in rear-line research and artifact forging.

The mediocre and untalented handled logistics.

And if they couldn't do even that, they could serve as "breeding stock," desperately producing children.

Every Dragon-Man had become a practitioner of the great ideal of achieving immortality through world war victory, even if their generation would never live to see that day.

"Answer one question seriously, and I won't harm the Dragon-Man Realm or your people."

Seeing Chen Yi retract his murderous aura, the Dragon-Man Realm Master's tough stance also softened considerably.

"What do you want to know?"

"Can victory in the world war truly allow one to become an immortal?"