Listening to Yan Zhenjun's report, Death Plague Heavenly Lord said coldly, "Don't fall for Zhou Bai's goading. Just ignore him."
Zhou Bai shouted, "Death Plague, you old hag! Walking around barefoot all day! Don't you know how bad your feet are? "
A surge of anger erupted in the mind of the Heaven Monarch of Death Pestilence along with the pressure.
"Zhou Bai! You're going too far! "
Amidst the soaring black aura, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence had already stepped into the Allheaven Realm. As crisp sounds of bells rang out, he activated his Nine Heavens Five Palaces Ten Divine Dances and started to attack Zhou Bai across space.
As Zhou Bai watched his laziness level rise along with the Death Plague Monarch's attacks, he smiled and casually dispersed the black clouds that had triggered the plague.
Looking at Zhou Bai casually blocking his attack, the Death Monarch of Plague didn't know why. Even though Zhou Bai didn't say a single word, his every action, every smile, even his gaze and every step he took made the Heavenly Monarch of Plague even angrier.
"Damn it … This Zhou Bai is relying on his peerless body refinement cultivation base to completely ignore my attacks …" Zhou Bai muttered to himself.
"It's a waste of time to attack him …"
Death Plague Heavenly Lord became even angrier at the thought that his attacks were completely ineffective and were a waste of time. His attacks became more and more ruthless, but they were ineffective. The more he attacked, the angrier he became.
Zhou Bai saw that his laziness value had increased by nearly one million in just half an hour. It was not bad.
So he shouted again, "Where are the other useless people of the Plague Division? Skills? Have they been thrown into your grave? "
After a while, Yan Zhenjun, Blight Blast Heavenly Lord, and Poison Punisher Heavenly Lord attacked one after another. The whole Plague Division was gloomy, and Zhou Bai's curses kept ringing.
Death Plague Heavenly Lord and the others stopped after consuming most of their primordial spirit and left without saying a word. They thought to themselves, 'Why should I compete with this guy? I'll just ignore him no matter how he provokes me in the future. I'll make good use of my time to cultivate. When I'm stronger than him, I'll teach him a lesson …'
After a while, a figure flew over from the Thunder Division. "Where's Marshal Thunderbolt with thick and black legs? Where did he go? "
Not long after, bolts of lightning flashed in the sky above the Thunder Division. Not only Marshal Thunderclap, even Xiang Tiandi, Jiu Xiao, and Xun Tian were called out by Zhou Bai. The four marshals joined forces to fight against Zhou Bai. Blazing lightning filled the clouds, making the entire sky glaring.
Zhou Bai wantonly walked in the sky full of plasma, bathing in the plasma of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius.
"I'm always right! Your horses are gone forever! "
"Please use your hands. Don't use your feet."
Next was the Fighting Division …
After walking one round, Zhou Bai directly gathered the Laziness Value for the fourth star.
[Extreme Wrath – Seed: There are always people who think that by blocking us, they can't hear our kind greetings.] In order to repay the eighteen generations of their ancestors, we created the Seed of Anger. No matter how far apart two people are, they can still curse each other.
After being injected with the Seed of Anger, no matter how far apart they are, they can still communicate through the Seed of Anger. However, they can only hear the words that anger the other party.
[Cultivation Method: … The cultivation method is written on it. It's very simple and easy to understand.]
Speaking of which, the last person who wrote the cultivation method of the Painting of Fury had already been beaten to death. Hehe, he was still too weak. The Painting of Fury was destined to only be cultivated by the strong. If the weak cultivated this divine painting, they would be courting death.
[People who are always careful about this and that, and even have to think about cursing their mothers for a long time are not worthy of cultivating the Painting of Anger.]
[Thinking back to when I was still a mortal, I cursed for seven days and nights. I was struck half to death by the lightning tribulation. Only then was I accepted into the sect and carefully nurtured. Nowadays, cultivators are getting worse with each generation.]
[Speaking of this Seed of Anger, it's the work of me and a few other old farts.] [I once injected a Seed of Anger into a Dao Ancestor's body. Then, I talked to him from afar every day. We cared about each other. He wanted to find me every day to thank me in person.]
[Ten years later, that guy finally died from Qi deviation while cultivating.]
[Originally, we wanted to promote this Seed of Anger dao technique and create a Net of Anger that connects the entire universe with the void. That way, all the humans in the universe can feel our mutual care.]
[Unfortunately, the Void Dao Palace's 72 Dao Ancestors, who control the power of the void, all objected to our suggestion. They even arrested us and said that we're anti-humans.]
[Hehe, how could we be anti-humans?] [Don't we f * cking want to be beaten up?] [The stronger and fiercer the person, the better.]
[Sigh, let's not talk about it anymore. Junior who has cultivated the Seed of Anger, I hope that you can promote this dao technique in the future. One day, you can build a Net of Anger so that everyone in the world can greet each other every day.]
[Let's not talk about it anymore. I really won't talk about it anymore. Someone is greeting me again … F * ck you!]
[Laziness (40/40 million)]
[Seed of Anger?] Zhou Bai flicked his finger lightly. Drops of Gui Hai black devilish qi gathered from his fingertip and gradually turned into a drop of fiery red bead.
[I say … those who cultivate this Diagram of Anger are all old haters, right?] [This long-range haters are …]
Zhou Bai looked at the contents of the introduction and understood after thinking for a while. Even if someone was hiding, he could use the Diagram of Anger to trigger their anger and call them out.
[This is indeed a good item. After all, there is no good or evil in weapons. In my hands, it can also become a weapon to create peace.]
…
The next day, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence was sitting cross-legged in the Plague Division's secret chamber, consolidating her cultivation. At the same time, she was trying to break through the bottleneck of 160% using the Supreme Palace Nine Imperial Calculus.
Suddenly, a huge tremor came, as if a giant was hammering the Plague Division's palace.
The Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence frowned. 'Could it be that brat Zhou Bai again?'
However, thinking about how she had been angered to death by him yesterday and how she had wasted time, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence's mind was filled with anger again.
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. However, she could not defeat him. She could only forcefully suppress the anger in her heart and recover her cultivation state with great difficulty.
At this moment, the True Lord Yan's voice sounded. "Heavenly Monarch! Not good! Zhou Bai is fighting again! "
The Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence said coldly, "Just let him fight."
The True Lord Yan said, "He's tearing down the treasure vault in the forbidden area! He's about to release the world-destroying mutated weapon! "
Because the world-destroying mutated weapons were too dangerous and had too many side effects, they were all sealed up in the forbidden area of the Plague Sect for fear of harming the Immortals and Gods if they were placed in the Heaven Realm.
"Zhou! Bai! "
Upon hearing the True Lord Yan's words, the Heavenly Monarch of Death Pestilence suddenly stood up and flew through the space angrily.
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