Chapter 32 Who am I? I'm your father! (Please continue reading)

"Who am I? That's a good question, but before I can answer you, I must first teach you how to respect."

As soon as Li Yannian spoke, a huge hand formed from a thick tree trunk followed, blowing towards the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler like a gust of wind!

This palm strike came without warning.

There is no pre-cast animation for the soul skill, no energy accumulation, and not even any extra build-up of momentum.

It was as if the world was meant to operate this way.

In an instant, the void trembled, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged wildly, and the phantoms of ancient trees reaching the sky appeared in the firmament, their roots intertwined and their branches and leaves covering the sky and sun.

The Tree Realm has descended!

That is not simply the manipulation of plants, but an absolute domination over the origin of "life".

boom-!

A gigantic wooden hand slammed down, compressing the air to its limit and creating a visible gust of wind, like a giant wall sweeping across the heavens and earth, slamming heavily onto the body of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

They didn't even have time to scream.

Just a moment ago, the evil-eyed tyrant was sitting in the sky, looking down on all living beings with his spiritual power and manipulating all beasts like chess pieces;

The next moment, the entire massive eyeball body was firmly gripped by that wooden hand!

It's not suppression.

It's not a seal.

Instead, it was a complete and utter arrest!

"Ugh—!! What do you want to do?!"

Only when his body was completely deprived of freedom did the fear, stemming from his life-or-death instinct, finally overwhelm the reason of the Evil Eye Tyrant.

He frantically mobilized his mental energy, and a vast, ocean-like wave of mental energy exploded within his body, attempting to break free of its restraints and even trying to invade the "consciousness" of that wooden hand.

But the next moment, snap.

It was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The moment that spiritual energy touched the wooden hand, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without even causing a ripple.

There is no other reason.

It was not a simple plant, but a life manifestation infused with Li Yannian's soul power, divinity, and will to govern.

The spiritual power that the Evil Eye Tyrant was most proud of became a complete joke at this moment.

He struggled desperately, his huge eyeballs twitching wildly, the whites of his eyes bloodshot, but he couldn't even loosen the grip of that hand.

At this moment, he was in an extremely disheveled state.

Where is even a trace of the majesty of the "King of Mental Power"?

Where is the composure that once commanded all beasts and overlooked the continent?

It was like a hideous monster that had been forcibly dragged down from its pedestal and rubbed against the ground.

This scene wasn't limited to the battlefield.

The scene in the sky was crystal clear, revealing the defeat of the Evil Eye Tyrant to the entire Douluo Continent without reservation.

For a time, all parts of the mainland were completely silent.

Whether it's a city's restaurants or a sect's secret chamber;

Whether it's the Soul Master Academy or the Soul Beast Nest deep within the Star Dou Forest.

Everyone who witnessed this scene instinctively held their breath.

"Defeat—defeat?"

"The Evil Eye Tyrant Overlord—he's been captured just like that?"

"That's an existence with invincible mental power! Even a Title Douluo wouldn't dare to confront him head-on!"

"But now—you don't even have the right to resist?"

Exclamations, gasps of shock, and incredulous whispers echoed across the mainland.

Especially those top-tier forces with titled Douluo in charge have fallen into an unprecedented silence.

They were all simultaneously conducting the same mental calculation: if they were in that situation, how would they have reacted to that beast tide?

The answer was despairing.

"Even if I were to encounter a beast tide of this size, I would probably have no chance of escape."

Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex Clan's headquarters.

Yu Yuanzhen spoke slowly, his voice low and solemn.

This one sentence instantly silenced the entire council hall.

"Chieftain—even you can't do anything about it?"

Someone couldn't help but ask.

Yu Yuanzhen gave a wry smile and shook his head.

"That's at least a hundred soul beasts that are over 50,000 years old, plus countless other low- to mid-level soul beasts."

"Plus, the mental dominance of the Evil Eye Tyrant."

"That's no longer a simple matter of strength; it's an absolute crushing defeat."

"I am just a level 95 Power Attack type Title Douluo. Even if I risk my life, I can only escape at most."

"Determine the winner? You overestimate me."

At this moment, Yu Yuanzhen realized with absolute certainty that he was not an invincible being.

This feeling is not unique to him.

On the mainland, almost all the titled Douluo had the same thought after seeing this scene.

There are always people more capable than you.

even----

There are gods beyond gods.

Among the few who remained calm, the Grand Elder of the Spirit Hall—Yiu Qian Daoliu—was prominently featured.

He stared intently at the tree-lined area in the sky from beginning to end.

Only at this moment did he slowly exhale.

"I feel like I've seen this scene somewhere before."

"The Tree Realm Descends—"

The moment he finished speaking, his memories spanned countless years.

We returned to the temple that stood between the sea and the sky.

Poseidon Temple.

That time, he not only met Poseidon, but also touched upon the truth of the world for the first time.

The distinction between the real and fake sea god.

The illusion and reality of divine positions.

And — that being who discarded the position of sea god like trash.

"It's a relief from the Temple of Poseidon."

Qian Daoliu's voice was so low that it was almost inaudible.

But to him, it was like a thunderclap.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder.

No wonder that power completely exceeded the scope of a Title Douluo.

"It's actually that being—"

Qian Daoliu couldn't help but shake his head, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"It's truly incomparable."

"If it were me, even if I went all out, I could only barely subdue the Evil Eye Tyrant Ruler."

"And he—only needs one move."

"The gap is too big."

This is not modesty, but the most calm self-reflection.

He pursued the realm of gods his entire life, but now he realizes that the true "god" may never have cared about the divine position itself.

"The Great Offering".

Golden Crocodile Douluo, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but speak up, his voice tinged with hesitation.

"Is that... a deity?"

Qian Daoliu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If I'm not mistaken..."

"He is more terrifying than a god."

These words struck the hearts of the Spirit Hall's higher-ups like a boulder.

The news quickly reached Bibi Dong's ears.

"The deity enshrined in the Temple of Poseidon—disdains to ascend to the position of sea god?"

Bibi Dong murmured softly, her expression complex.

She risked almost everything for the position of Rakshasa god.

But now, some people are discarding the divine position like worn-out shoes.

Satire.

Yet—it's only natural.

Because she knew very well just how powerful someone like Poseidon truly was.

How weak could an existence be that she would willingly worship?

Bibi Dong's gaze returned to the sky once more.

She wanted to know what fate awaited the Evil Eye Tyrant.

At this moment, on the battlefield.

The Evil Eye Tyrant, held tightly in his grasp, continued to struggle frantically.

The mental energy surged like an out-of-control storm, sweeping across the surroundings and causing the air to be compressed and constantly burst.

The soul beasts he forcibly controlled also unleashed power far exceeding their limits, driven by instinct.

But the result was that one soul beast after another was crushed into blood mist under the power of the tree realm.

The Evil Eye Tyrant did not even blink.

This scene made Li Yannian see his true nature completely.

"It seems you haven't realized your situation yet."

Li Yannian's voice was indifferent and calm.

"You are now my prisoner."

"Still dare to struggle?"

The words fell.

The wooden hand tightened its grip once more.

Creak—!

A sickening squeaking sound rang out, and blood vessels spread wildly across the surface of the Evil Eye Tyrant's eyeball.

The scent of death was clearer than ever before.

"No—no!"

The Evil Eye Tyrant finally collapsed.

"Let me go!"

"You can have whatever you want!"

"I am not human, I am just like you! We are the same kind of being!"

"Spare my life, and I'll submit! I'll do anything for you!"

"I, the Evil Eye Tyrant, have many uses!"

Panic, humiliation, and utter lack of dignity.

Where is even a trace of kingly demeanor?

Li Yannian looked at him with indifferent eyes.

Then, he slowly said, "If you're willing to do anything, then become my son."

Evil Eye Tyrant Lord: "!!!?"

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