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For anyone who has reached their level, dragons are nothing but a joke in their eyes.

Some find the stench of dragons too strong, so even dragon meat offered as tribute is often disdainfully discarded.

Those with higher positions in the guild would never opt to become part of the Dragon Race, which is seen as a mid-to-low class of demons.

If not for Old Liu’s grandson scheming for the Life and Death Dao Fruit from the Demon Realm, he would never have considered becoming part of the Dragon Race, even if it carried the Dragon King’s bloodline.

But this Dragon’s Chant is different this time; it exudes an immense oppressive force, as if the spirits of the entire continent were roaring in unison.

From above, the entire Capital City seems like just a piece of the puzzle, as though the resonance arises from the entire earth itself.

This is...

In an instant, the Victorious Fighting Buddha understood what it was!

The Dragon Vein!

The vein of destiny of this world. They had already vastly overestimated how much this world invested into this Siao Family Emperor, yet they still could not have foreseen this level of investment!

This is the destiny of the entire continent, bound together directly with this ruler?

If this emperor were to die, the world’s destiny would not be something that could simply be reclaimed. Just like when the will of the world once tried to eliminate foreign invaders by releasing the Dao Fruit, empowering demons and enhancing their strength to annihilate the outsiders.

Yet in the end, those Dao Fruits were almost entirely seized by the players.

It seems that the defeat back then did not curb the world will’s penchant for gambling....

"Interesting, very interesting...." The Victorious Fighting Buddha burst into laughter: "I was wondering why a non-supreme data lifeform like you could possess such combat strength. Turns out this world placed all its bets on you. Truly rare to see!"

The Emperor’s face was ice-cold. The momentum infused with the Dragon Vein had nearly fused him with the entire Capital City. The oppressive aura emanating from him was like a tidal wave, utterly suppressing even the Victorious Fighting Buddha at this moment.

No... it should be said—utterly crushing!

The sensation was akin to two enormous sea monsters locked in a standoff, their ferocious auras driving away the surrounding fish and shrimp. But when faced with the towering storm and waves, those two monsters would amount to nothing.

This was precisely the current state of the Victorious Fighting Buddha.

No matter how powerful the individual, they remained insignificant compared to heaven and earth.

Forget his current state. Even if he unleashed all of his Spiritual Energy and activated the full strength of a Venerable One, he would still be nothing more than a slightly larger ant in the grand scheme of the universe.

The disparity between the two reversed frightfully in an instant.

And yet, bizarrely, despite this overwhelming difference, the Buddha clad in the Golden Armor still laughed wildly, as if wholly unbothered by the disparity.

The Emperor, on the other hand, did not resort to mockery but instead felt an intense weight in his heart.

Under the augmentation of the world’s destiny, he felt an unprecedented state of perfection, as though he could command the forces of heaven and earth with a mere wave of his hand.

The opponent, by contrast, resembled a lone leaf in a furious sea of waves...

And yet, no matter how violent the waves, the leaf simply refused to sink!

Even though their sizes and power seemed completely disparate, he still didn’t possess absolute confidence in victory...

This feeling—since the day he was born—is one he had never experienced before.

This person...

"Victorious Fighting Buddha, is it?" The Emperor’s voice was cold. "You truly live up to your name!"

"Ha... Of course I live up to my name!" the other replied with an icy sneer.

Despite the overwhelming destiny of heaven and earth empowering him, making the Siao Family Emperor’s strength approach that of a Venerable One—perhaps even surpassing it in perfection—the Victorious Fighting Buddha still did not believe he would lose.

Swelling power isn’t something that anyone can control. How old is this mere human? His ability to wield power is incomparable to someone like himself. No matter how much power he possesses, the Victorious Fighting Buddha felt assured of his substantial chance of victory!

"Master...."

Below, Ao Zhen’s hands trembled as her battle intent reached its apex.

Both individuals before her carried the weight of immense worthiness to be slain. Facing any one of them would mean that a victory might perfectly cement her path. This insight, given to her by the Dao Fruit, was crystal clear.

Chen Qing firmly restrained her, whispering, "Hold it for now. To act now would be wrong, wouldn’t it?"

"I know..." Ao Zhen suppressed her voice, her breathing growing heavier.

"Who does Master think... will win?"

"By my judgment, Your Majesty holds the upper hand... but then again..." Chen Qing’s gaze became complicated as he looked skyward. "Being favored by the heavens doesn’t necessarily mean you can handle the feast laid before you. His Majesty’s augmentation this time is too massive.

The slightest misstep with that power could even backfire.

On the other hand, the opponent is someone who wields their power to perfection.

As long as there’s even the faintest chance, he will seize it.

Honestly, even now, I still believe... the other side has a higher probability of winning. "

Even though he currently relied entirely on the Emperor for protection, Chen Qing couldn’t fully favor the Emperor’s side in his thoughts.

"Master thinks so too?" Ao Zhen forced a bitter smile. "I feel the same. If His Majesty falls, please allow me to act. If I manage to defeat him, at the very least... I can protect Master as we fight our way out."

"Alright..." Chen Qing nodded, agreeing without hesitation.

The primary reason was that there were no other choices. If the Emperor were to lose, his own fate would be inescapable. Apart from relying on Ao Zhen to break out, there was virtually no other way. Although fighting their way out bore a 99% chance of death...

Hearing Chen Qing’s response, Ao Zhen’s face grew more excited.

Her pale hands clenched tightly around her sword hilt.

She wouldn’t waste a moment longer. The instant the Emperor fell, she would act, ensuring that her opponent couldn’t evade battle.

For her, this was not only an opportunity to prove her Dao but also a chance to escape with her life.

Killing him would ensure that no one dared to lay a hand on her lightly afterward.

As for whether her opponent was injured or drained, she didn’t care. After all, she herself was utterly spent. Facing an opponent in any state couldn’t be considered unfair!

Contrary to Chen Qing and Ao Zhen, most of the observing Buddhas did not favor their strongest Buddha in this fight.

As peak lifeforms, they could sense the terrifying energy flowing within the Emperor.

The power of the entire continent’s destiny, if fully wielded, would equate to the Heavenly Dao acting directly.

Even though this human couldn’t entirely use such power, if even one percent of it were unleashed properly, their Victorious Fighting Buddha would be obliterated without a trace.

Nevertheless... they favored the opponent more.

If the Victorious Fighting Buddha were to fall, the persistent stalemate of factional divisions would likely see monumental change!

Back when the Buddha Lord nurtured the Victorious Fighting Buddha, it wasn’t just through resources but also by granting him the destiny of the Buddha Kingdom.

With destiny augmenting him, the Victorious Fighting Buddha had been able to sidestep countless dangers, growing strong enough that even the Three-Eyed God General dared not confront him lightly.

Would they truly fight?

There’s no real need to engage in such a brutal showdown, is there?

By simply besieging the Capital City, the heavily drained Siao Family Emperor and his resource-deprived forces would become sitting ducks, utterly without hope.

Yet, none dared to intervene. The Victorious Fighting Buddha had an explosive temper. Others had interfered with his battles before, and their outcomes had been nothing short of grim...

Everyone was worried, but no one dared to counsel him.

"It ends here..."

A familiar voice resounded from the heavens. The appearance of this voice caused countless Buddhas to sigh in silent relief.

Meanwhile, hearing the voice, Chen Qing smirked slightly.

As expected... he still didn’t dare to gamble!!