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“Hahaha!” White Ape laughed out loud. He held the stone stick in one hand and grabbed his waist with the other. “Throughout all my adventures in the world, I have never once tasted defeat. So what if you are the incarnation of the world’s will? If I want you to kneel, you still have to kneel…”

The laughter suddenly stopped. Qin Yu, who was standing on White Ape’s shoulder, had a dignified expression. He looked up at the skies. There was nothing there, but the sudden pressure that covered his body – so thick that it almost solidified into essence – was coming from there.

White Ape almost lifted his hand and slapped himself. His mouth was just far too smelly. He spoke of the devil and now the devil had come!

What should he do now?

If he was in his peak state, White Ape wouldn’t care. At the worst he would simply shatter space and leave this world.

But these years of being sick and wounded had shaken his foundation; it would take him at...