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Dao Long said in a low voice

"Ha, of course!"

"He's just that apprentice of some idiot from Hell. My second brother and I can easily take him down!"

Seeing the two elders of the Sun and Moon looking so confident, Daolong could only suppress the murmurs that kept rising in his heart.

But since these two powerful individuals are so confident, Daolong shouldn't question them anymore.

After all, these are the two elders of the sun and moon!

How could two powerful beings with a combined strength of a million horses be weak?

How could they be so clueless? With such confidence, the two elders must be able to defeat this old man!

Just then, Daolong's subordinate rushed in to report!

"It's terrible, Chief! The White-haired Man from Heaven has arrived outside the city!"

"No need to rush."

In front of his subordinates, Dao Long quickly regained his composure, looking at his frightened men, and calmly said...

"The white-haired man is just a tiger with its teeth pulled; there's nothing to be afraid of. Waaah—how many troops does he still have with him?"

"Chief, he is all alone."

"Alone?" Dao Long frowned, but then burst into laughter...

"Very well! The white-haired man is so foolish, it is only right that the Kingdom of Heaven belongs to us now! Venerable ones, the stage is set up, and the reporters I have bribed are ready to start the live broadcast. Now, please, Venerable ones, perform!"

"Are you ordering us around?" Ri Lao looked at him with displeasure.

"Of course not, everything here is ordered by the two Venerables," Dao Long immediately said, lowering his tone.

"Hmph, let's see what this little beast from Hell is up to."

What is he trying to do now that he's all white-haired?

Lying on his back on the boulder, the white-haired man gazed at the clear sky and white clouds... It had been a long time since he had looked at the sky so quietly since he left the pass.

Everything here was within his sight and hearing.

He could hear the sound of helicopter rotors in the distance, and the reckless reporter on board pointing his camera at him and spouting nonsense.

He could feel the insults, the contempt for his dignity as an old man, the ridicule and the attacks... ignorant people were trying to influence his reputation as an old man by manipulating public opinion.

The first man must admit that he was indeed influenced.

From the beginning, he had a desire to kill all those who insulted Qiu Tian and himself... but he held back because Shou Nan knew that this was the training he had to endure.

He cannot become hell, but he must learn from his adoptive father's abilities.

Didn't his former adoptive father also suffer immense humiliation? Yet he was able to endure it all, taking everything lightly and calmly.

It's not that hell can endure it, but that hell understands that all of this is meaningless.

Even an old man with white hair, can he still have such a carefree mind?

Having endured the insults and curses of millions of people for a year, and having tolerated those disgusting speculations and stories, has the first man who took all that humiliation, those attacks, and those criticisms been like hell?

The young man took off his earring, looked at the only thing in his palm that symbolized his adoptive father's legacy, and then picked up the pendant on his chest, the only thing his father had left him.

He should have chosen one of them, but he couldn't give up either of them.

The first man chose to explore both paths as much as possible, but...

And this may be proof that he can never become hell, and can never be as great as his adoptive father.

It was also because he was destined not to be as carefree as his father, and not to become a happy little sea tiger who was unrestrained and unthreatened.

Thinking of this, the white-haired man suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh.

Ultimately, he was probably the one among the three brothers who was unsure of his own identity... Like the second son, he had no idea what kind of person he wanted to become.

Even the second son was better than him, since at least the second son knew he was going to do something big.

But what kind of person will he, a man with white hair, ultimately become?

Is it the untamed, wild spirit of his father, Haihu, or the hellish rule of his adoptive father? The white-haired man still cannot find the answer; in this respect, he is even inferior to his second son…

But... a year of cultivation might not be enough for Shou Nan to see through everything like he was in hell, but in the end, he still understood a lot.

Sometimes, valuing and protecting something doesn't necessarily mean treating it with great care.

The first man stood up, took a deep breath, and revealed a carefree smile...

Often, the most swift and decisive measures are the best way to protect them.

“I am from the Seventh District of Heaven. I am the former commander of Heaven, White-haired Man, and also the husband of the current commander, Autumn, and her vanguard.”

“I have come here today to give all of you an opportunity. From this moment on, you have ten minutes to go out into the street, raise your hands, and acknowledge that you are still the people of the Kingdom of Heaven.”

"And I will see your attitude. Ten minutes. If you cannot do it, then you will be my enemies."

It was incredibly strange; the white-haired man was clearly thousands of miles away... yet his voice carried unimpeded throughout the entire city of Polgar...

Moreover, many people in the distant Seventh District of Heaven also heard this voice—the voice of the white-haired man.

The people did not understand; they thought it might be some kind of advanced scientific tool, a special scientific achievement.

But what can you do after hearing this sound?

"Go to hell, you old hag! Go back to licking that bitch's OO!"

"I heard you offered your wife to darkness in exchange for peace? How can such a bastard be qualified to be our leader!"

"Сукаблядь!!"

Insults, they circulated through the streets and alleys; throughout the entire Seventh District of Heaven, the white-haired man's words were mostly filled with such insults!

They vented their hatred for the white-haired man and hell without restraint, enjoying the pleasure of verbally attacking important figures. They became even bolder when they had many like-minded people.

The insults became even more vicious, and even the actions they took were incredibly insulting!

The eldest son could see all of this, and he could endure it all, calmly observing these insults.

That's what he learned from his father!

But some people go beyond mere insults.

"You damn old man, how dare you spout nonsense on my turf?!"

With a roar, Dao Long was the first to break out of the Seventh District of Heaven, followed by many members of the Sons of Makes' army, as well as heavy weapons such as the nuclear cannon!

But the first man simply watched them indifferently, dodging the attacks without making any reaction to the barrage.

"White-haired man, I'm going to tear you to pieces!!"

Daolong's attacks were fierce, showing that he was a rare master—at least in appearance, compared to Shou Nan who only knew how to dodge, he had a very "masterful demeanor".

Meanwhile, the reporters following the first man, carrying cameras, continued to fulfill their professional duty—spreading nonsense.

"Wow!! Did you see that? Our former commander, faced with a challenge from a powerful enemy, is so cowardly that he refuses to accept it!"

“Our Hell Lord would never do that. He has no sense of a strong leader. How can such a coward be qualified to lead us? No wonder he pushed a woman to the top. That white-haired man is a coward!”

Insults, whether they come from one's own people or from an enemy.

The first man can hear, feel, and receive the Dao.

This is far more humiliating than being humiliated in a mental hospital by people who are already insane.

Shou Nan actually understands these things, because for people whose social status is far beyond his reach, talking big about important figures is a rare pleasure in their lives.

Didn't they ever verbally abuse or insult their godfather?

But what did the godfather do?

He will make more people love and respect him, let people know his great power, and make people worship him.

At the same time, he will let more people know what price those who insult him, insult the Kingdom of Heaven, and destroy the perfect order he has established will have to pay.

In his spare time, Shou Nan even had the leisure to light a fine cigar for himself, easily dodging the attacks amidst the rising smoke, counting down the time.

"Nonsense—White-haired man, do you even have a penis? Fight me!"

Somewhat panting, Dao Long clenched his fists and roared at the first man... If the first man's refusal to fight at the beginning could have given him more confidence... but as time went on, Dao Long also felt a strong sense of unease!

"Ten seconds left." The first man ignored Daolong and calmly continued the countdown...

“9、8、7、6、5、4、3、2、1……”

Time stopped, and the first man looked over again, and clearly, he received the expected disappointing result.

Not to mention the entire Seventh District of Heaven, even in Bordeaux, not even one percent of the people are willing to express their loyalty to Heaven.

Perhaps they were foolish, or perhaps they had no choice in the matter—but whatever the case, the choice has been made, and he, the old man, has no intention of showing any mercy.

When such powerful people rule over the people, it's essentially like herding a flock of sheep.

And if any restless black sheep attempts to do something wrong, or even attacks their masters—

Appropriate punishment is a way to make the flock healthier and better.

And that's exactly what the first man should do.

"The time has come. It's a pity that you pigs and dogs are now enemies of the Kingdom of Heaven and are no longer worthy to be trash among the citizens of the Kingdom of Heaven."

The first man spoke calmly, his voice once again echoing eerily throughout the entire Seventh District of Heaven!

This is the technique of the Ultimate Illusionary Demon Sound. It was undoubtedly something that Shounan saw through when he fought with Wunan and then learned from him—but Shounan only learned how to use it to produce sound.

In distant Moscow, even the darkness, where someone was meditating cross-legged, heard the first man's voice.

He frowned, raised his head, and his gaze turned cold...

"A clueless idiot..."

Darkness undoubtedly hates the First Man, so this insulting remark is directed at the First Man?

Impossible, absolutely impossible! Because Darkness's mind was perfectly clear at this moment. He hated the white-haired man for seeing him as his lifelong enemy... But while an enemy may not need to be respected, he must never be insulted.

Otherwise you are insulting yourself!

If the darkness wasn't referring to the first man, then it must be his two nonsensical masters...

Tsk, actually, if it weren't for Qiu Tian's intentions, he would have turned those two old guys into leather sofas long ago.

I don't care if the White-haired Man is dark, but against Autumn? You guys are damned!

"What time is it? What nonsense are you spouting, you thing without a spring bag!"

Faced with Dao Long's verbal attack, the eldest man simply raised a finger and said calmly...

"Clown, do you think bribing those reporters to insult me ​​will do any good? The people? When have their words and meanings ever mattered?"

"Don't worry, you won't die at this time, or die here. Because for you and those two old ghosts, death is already an incredibly luxurious experience..."

Daolong didn't know what the chief was talking about, but at this moment, he already felt an immense pressure!

Dao Long suddenly raised his head, his face filled with utter horror!

Because he saw it—he saw a huge meteorite falling downwards!

"Croak!! What, what did you do?!"

Dao Long screamed, and at that moment the reporter carrying the camera also screamed, and the people behind the screen screamed even louder...

Their limited understanding makes it impossible for them to comprehend what the white-haired man actually did!

With that astonishing power, what exactly did they pull down from the sky?

In fact, if the chief wanted to destroy this city, there were many simpler and more effective ways to do so—but what he wanted was deterrence, fear!

It was the sheer terror and fear that these ignorant traitors felt as they approached their deathbeds that ultimately led to their immense dread!

"What am I doing? I'm just doing what I should do for my enemy."

The white-haired man laughed, revealing a cruel, joyful, maniacal laugh!

Some people believe that his love for the people is an attitude of absolute respect for them – but unfortunately, that is not his style.

Perhaps his younger brother, Wu Nan, was someone willing to compromise for the people, but Bai Shou Nan was definitely not. His kindness to the people was only relative to that of other madmen.

Just like the great hell, people always see hell as a place of reverence at first glance, and think that hell is an absolutely merciful existence—but no, hell is decisive and even cruel, no less than any ruler!

As for the first man, those who insulted and hurled abuse at him, those who were utterly nonsensical, deserved to die.