“Genius?”
“Before one truly rises, a so-called genius is nothing but an ant.”
“You can suppress the Divine Treasure Realm—ant, your strength is indeed extraordinary.”
“But you’re too arrogant.”
“And those who are arrogant rarely end well.”
“Today, I’ll let you understand that in the face of absolute power, your so-called genius… is nothing but a joke.”
The middle-aged man looked at Chu Junge with a calm expression, as if he were a deity gazing down from above. There was a hint of regret, but even more cold indifference.
If someone could be used by them, then a genius was indeed a genius. But if they couldn’t be used, then a genius was nothing more than a corpse.
As he spoke, the middle-aged man was ready to strike. At that moment, Kong Hongtao, drenched in sweat, quickly cried out, “Great Elder, wait—please wait a moment!”
“Whatever it is, Old Kong, speak later. Let me suppress this ant first,” the middle-aged man interrupted coldly. His eyes turned sharp as he looked at Chu Junge and said, “Any last words? You may speak them now.”
Buzz buzz buzz!!!
Just as he finished speaking, a hand stretched out from the void, as if reaching across endless space, tearing through the dimensional fold.
In an instant, the projection of the middle-aged man became unstable and began to fade. As his projection completely vanished, the arm retracted, pulling someone out from the void—it was the middle-aged man himself!
“???”
The middle-aged man was utterly dumbfounded.
Suppress Chu Junge?
He got suppressed first!
Before he could even process what had just happened, a terrifying pressure descended upon him, and he was forcibly slammed to the ground, kneeling right in front of Chu Junge.
“Your old servant has arrived late to protect you, Young Master. Please forgive me.”
A hoarse voice rang out. A black-robed old man appeared before Chu Junge, kneeling on one knee, trembling with fear and respect.
“Instantly suppressed a Holy Land Elder?”
“Old servant? Young Master!?”
“Someone who could suppress a Holy Land Elder, calling himself a servant, and addressing Chu Junge as Young Master!?”
Everyone’s pupils contracted violently. They were all stunned. Their minds went blank, buzzing with shock.
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Only Kong Hongtao’s face turned ashen as darkness clouded his vision. His complexion went pale, and his body began to sway.
After sensing the aura of Chu Junge’s Divine Body earlier, Kong Hongtao had already felt that something was wrong. But damn it, no one gave him a chance to speak!
“The aura of the Immortal Imperial Clan’s Chu Clan?”
“Chu Clan’s Young Master!?”
“You’re… the Young Master of the Chu Clan!?”
The middle-aged man snapped out of his daze. Upon sensing the aura from the black-robed elder, he looked at Chu Junge in horror, his face filled with disbelief. Though he was still kneeling, making the whole scene look quite ridiculous.
“What!?”
“Imperial Clan!?”
“The Immortal Imperial Clan—Chu Clan!?”
“Chu Clan!?”
“Chu Junge is the Young Master of the Immortal Imperial Clan Chu Clan!?”
Li Fan and the others were terrified. Their hair stood on end, and a wave of dizziness struck their heads as their scalps went numb.
“Senior, please rise,” Chu Junge said with a faint smile as he helped the black-robed elder up.
The Young Master of the Imperial Clan—this was Chu Junge’s hidden trump card!
And this was his true bloodline!
The lost Young Master of the Chu Clan!
Having read the original novel in his past life, Chu Junge naturally knew this fact.
What was an Immortal Imperial Clan?
It was a family that had produced an Emperor-level powerhouse, one that had ruled over an entire era. Even in the entire universe, such a clan was renowned and mighty. Only such a family could be called an Immortal Imperial Clan.
In the later parts of the original novel, when Chu Junge’s bloodline awakened, the Chu Clan sensed it and immediately descended, revealing his origins to the original host.
Unfortunately, by then, it was already too late. Li Fan, the so-called protagonist, had already grown powerful with a complex network of backing. Not even an Imperial Clan could shake him. In the end, the Chu Clan and Chu Junge were both destroyed by him.
But clearly, what came too late in the later plot… was arriving early now.
And when such a force descends early in the plot?
That’s called dimensional suppression. A complete and utter one-sided domination!
A self-proclaimed Holy Land. Before an Imperial Clan, it still had to kneel!
Think backing matters in this world?
Sorry, my background is far beyond what any of you can imagine.
“It is said that the Chu Clan’s ancestor once bathed in the blood of gods and devils. Therefore, descendants of the Chu Clan often awaken the Divine Demon Body. And before this body awakens, its divine nature is hidden, and its demonic nature becomes dominant—making it easy to mistake for a Demon Body.”
“I… I actually mistook a Divine Demon Body for a Demon Body?”
“The child I picked up… turned out to be a direct bloodline of the Chu Clan. I had the chance to form ties and gain favor, but instead, I used him to flatter a waste?”
“A dignified scion of the Chu Clan… and I failed to recognize his true identity, mistaking a real dragon for a loach?”
Liu Haitian almost fainted on the spot. His regret reached its peak at that moment.
Even Liu Yan’er could no longer maintain her cold composure. Her delicate face turned blank. She subconsciously glanced at Li Fan—and for some reason, doubt crept into her heart.
Could Brother Li Fan really compare to Brother Chu?
No… should Li Fan even be allowed to compare to Brother Chu?
I gave up an entire forest… for an ant?
Regret! So much regret! Crushing regret!
“What kind of joke is this! What kind of joke! Chu Junge is actually the Young Master of an Imperial Clan!? How could he be the Young Master of an Imperial Clan!?”
“Divine Demon Body! Chu Junge actually possesses the Divine Demon Body! Why does he have it, and I’m just a mere mortal body!?”
“Damn it! Damn it! DAMN IT!!!”
Li Fan’s entire mentality collapsed. That once-honest expression on his face had completely disappeared. What remained was a twisted and ferocious look filled with jealousy and hatred that reached its peak.
As for Wang Chenfeng, the so-called True Disciple of the Holy Land, his body trembled, dazed and helpless like a 180-jin child. The thought that he had actually dared to offend the Chu Clan’s Young Master filled him with such intense fear that he couldn’t stop shaking.
No wonder he was so terrifying. No wonder he could fight far above his level. It was the Divine Demon Body… That was the only thought left in Wang Chenfeng’s mind.
“Young Master, how can you call this old servant ‘senior’? You shame me greatly,” said the black-robed elder, warmed by Chu Junge’s gesture as he stood up respectfully. “There are still matters you are unaware of, Young Master. Please allow this old servant to explain later.”
As he finished speaking, the black-robed elder turned away. The kind smile on his face vanished, replaced by icy coldness.
“An Imperial Clan cannot be insulted.”
“This matter has already been reported to the Chu Clan. You dared to insult the Young Master of our Chu Clan. You shall be… executed.”
With a frosty face and hoarse voice, the black-robed elder spoke coldly and indifferently.