Chapter 5677: You Don't Respect Me, An Old Man
He had not touched anything within the Divine Palace, walking extremely carefully, fearing he might accidentally trigger a trap.
If he were to be poisoned, he would certainly lose points.
"Heavenly Dao, you are unjust!" The Western Overlord grew angrier the more he thought about it, unable to resist cursing at the sky.
Mo Lian turned his head, looking at the Western Overlord as if he were an idiot.
How could there be such a foolishly naive person in this world?
Sure enough, the moment he spoke, the Heavenly Dao seized the opportunity and a bolt of lightning struck down with a booming sound, directly hitting him on the head.
The Western Overlord instantly sported a fashionable curly hairstyle, his entire face indeed blackened by the lightning strike.
The people of the Western Domain shrieked repeatedly.
The people of the Eastern Domain, however, couldn't help but cover their mouths and stifle their laughter.
The Western Overlord, fearless of death, openly challenged the Heavenly Dao, to see if the Heavenly Dao could strike him dead...
"You bastard!" A huffing voice came from above the sky, belonging to the Heavenly Dao. "You actually show such disrespect to me, an old man."
"Deduct points!"
The Heavenly Dao made an immediate decision.
A moment later, the cold, emotionless broadcast voice began again.
"Seventh hundred and seventy-ninth place, Western Overlord. Last place, due to improper attitude and disrespect towards the elder Heavenly Dao, an additional three hundred points have been deducted. Current score: negative five hundred!"
"Pfft." The Southern Overlord truly couldn't hold it in, genuinely letting out a burst of laughter.
Then, she feigned an apologetic smile, turning to the Western Overlord who was glaring at her, waving her hands repeatedly. "So, so sorry, Brother Western. I, I really couldn't hold it in."
"Pfft."
"Pfft..." Several laughs from around them could no longer be suppressed.
Even from behind the Western Overlord's own team, some people were laughing, their shoulders shaking, truly unable to control themselves.
They felt terribly sorry for their Overlord, but the Overlord's incredibly foolish behavior was simply too amusing.
He was only at negative two hundred points before, and now, in one step, he's at negative five hundred...
Negative five hundred is negative five hundred, the Overlord felt worse than a beggar on the street right now.
His appearance was simply heartbreaking to look at.
The Western Overlord clenched his fists, indignantly wanting to charge forward.
Two young Western Domain disciples quickly ran out from behind him, hurriedly wrapping their arms around his waist, dragging him back into the crowd.
"Overlord, please don't be so rash!"
You still want to argue with the elder Heavenly Dao?
The consequence of arguing with the Heavenly Dao could very well be that the elder Heavenly Dao directly teleports you out of the Divine Palace, making you the first person to forfeit.
"Truly despicable!" The Western Overlord was so enraged he was almost speechless.
He grunted, was dragged into the crowd by the two disciples, trembling all over with anger, and was helped to sit down on a stone stool nearby.
"Overlord, where there's life, there's hope."
"Right, right, Overlord, you can't argue with the Heavenly Dao, can you? We still have to continue, don't we?"
"What's there to be afraid of being in last place now? As long as you enter the main hall and get that treasure, you'll be the person with the most luck, Overlord!"
"Right, right, right."
The Western Overlord was appeased by the few disciples' words, and his expression recovered slightly.
But his face was completely charred black by the Heavenly Dao, without a single speck of white.
"The main hall is just ahead, Overlord. We shouldn't get too entangled with them."
"Right, right, right, as long as you bet right, anything is possible."
"To the main hall," the Western Overlord ordered, standing up directly.