The Rakshasa God was caught in a dilemma.
This was a situation he had never anticipated before.
He would never have imagined that an ordinary young human, a Dragon Clan Remnant akin to an ant, could display such formidable strength.
It was completely beyond his understanding.
Now he was in a quandary.
If he were to fight this youngster to the death, he was confident that he could kill him, but the body into which he had poured countless efforts would be utterly wasted.
Then the time for him to complete that plan would be postponed indefinitely.
He had already waited for far too many years, and he truly did not want to wait any longer.
Moreover, when he covertly sent down this wisp of Divine Spirit and resources to the lower realm, he nearly caught the attention of several Divine Kings.
If he were to do it again, he was not certain he could ensure that the Divine Kings would not discover it.
Once discovered by the Divine Kings, they would certainly censure him and interrogate his purpose.
By then, the secret plan would be impossible to complete.
But if he didn't fight this youngster to the death, he would inevitably have to reveal some secrets.
He still felt reluctant to do so.
"Boom!"
A blast erupted, and the fierce wind howled.
A streak of fist light burst forth between heaven and earth, coming at him as fast as lightning.
The Rakshasa God was taken aback.
He grabbed the Demon Scythe behind him and held it across his front.
"Clang!"
The explosion spread, and the sound waves surged through the wilderness.
"What are you doing?"
The Rakshasa God glared furiously.
"Heh."
Luo Yu rubbed his wrists.
"Sorry."
"I don't have the luxury of time for your contemplation."
Seeing Luo Yu's arrogant demeanor, the Rakshasa God wanted nothing more than to immediately use all his methods to kill this guy.
But thinking of his own plan,
the resolve he had steeled softened once again.
He sighed and said,
"Stop it."
"I am willing to cooperate with you."
Luo Yu coldly said, "Start by revealing what you've been scheming in the human realm."
The Rakshasa God's eyes darted about.
"Heh, trying to come up with a lie?"
Luo Yu seemed to see right through what the other was thinking.
"Three seconds. If you don't have an answer, it's a fight to the death."
The Rakshasa God clenched his teeth fiercely.
"I have been stagnant as a Level One Deity for many years."
"And the human realm hides a great fortune that contains the secret to break through to Divine King."
"Tsch, who are you trying to fool?"
Luo Yu sneered, "If there were secrets to become a Divine King, wouldn't all Level One Deities be smashing their heads to come to Soul Land to snatch the opportunity?"
Hearing Luo Yu calling him an old dog repeatedly, veins bulged on the Rakshasa God's forehead.
But he forcefully suppressed the flames of anger in his heart.
"This secret is naturally not known to everyone, but I chanced upon it in an Ancient Divine Realm Tome."
"What secret?" Luo Yu pressed.
The Rakshasa God's eyes grew colder, "Do you think I would tell you so easily?"
"If you say nothing, then what's the point in cooperating?" Luo Yu retorted.
The Rakshasa God shook his head.
"I won't say much more, it's to capture something."
"You can join me, and when the time comes, we can split the opportunity in half."
"Really? Just like that?" Luo Yu said.
"Of course, we both exert effort, share the risks, and the benefits naturally split evenly," the Rakshasa God said with a smile.
Luo Yu's lips curled up, and his eyes flashed with scorn.
"What do you mean by that?"
The Rakshasa God asked.
"Do you think I would trust an old schemer like you?"
"Right now, you're probably thinking about when to take the chance to stab me in the back."
Luo Yu coldly looked at the Rakshasa God.
"If you were an upright deity, it would be one thing, but do you think I would trust an Evil God?"
"Ridiculous."
The Rakshasa God's complexion became as gloomy as stagnant water.
His eyes glinted with malice.
His teeth clenched with an audible grind.
His breaths came out like a bull's.
Clearly, he had reached the peak of his anger.
"I can swear not to strike at you from behind, let's share the opportunity together."
"Trust me, as long as you can seize that opportunity, your strength is certain to rise to the same level as my true form."
"Swear?"
Luo Yu sneered inwardly, thinking that if oaths were effective, there would be countless scumbags sliced dead around the world.
"You can tell me first, what exactly is this opportunity."
The Rakshasa God shook his head.
"I cannot say, it's my bottom line."
Luo Yu nodded.
"Have you considered it well?" asked the Rakshasa God.
Luo Yu's smile was as harmless as it was disarming.
"I've thought it through."
Watching Luo Yu smile so casually, the Rakshasa God let down his guard instantly.
"At least you're wise enough to know better than to clash with me. If we fight, I lose years of planning, while you lose your life."
"I am pretty wise, all right."
Luo Yu agreed with a smile, then his gaze hardened, flickering with absolute frost.
His figure blurred, springing from his spot.
Faster than the speed of sound.
His iron fist swung towards the Rakshasa God's face.
"Whoosh!"
"Boom."
"You..."
The Rakshasa God was shocked, dodging and resisting with a swing of his scythe.
The punch wrapped in the Seven-Colored Divine Armor was indestructible, veering off the Rakshasa's scythe.
A knee slammed into the Rakshasa's chest.
"Clang."
The sound of metal on metal was so jarring that the women below clutched their ears.
They too had not expected Luo Yu to strike out of the blue.
"Bang bang bang!"
Luo Yu's fists pounded on the Rakshasa God like a tempest.
Fine cracks appeared on the Asura God Attire.
"Boom!"
With a roar, the Rakshasa God swung his scythe, and a statue of the Rakshasa God appeared behind him.
With twelve arms extended, it reached for Luo Yu with torrents of demonic energy.
Luo Yu frowned, his back bulging.
Whoosh.
Dragon wings unfurled, instantly boosting his speed more than tenfold.
"Swish!"
He became a phantom, evading the combined strike of the twelve arms.
The Rakshasa God raged like a mad demon.
"Why, when I propose a collaboration, are you so unwilling?
"Are you so bent on death?"
Luo Yu's eyes shone with divine light, aloof and disdainful.
"You attack my woman and still expect to collaborate with me?"
"What bullshit!"
"Die!"
The veins on the Rakshasa God's forehead throbbed.
Clutching the Demon Scythe tightly, his aura and dark energy interwoven.
An aura of malevolence filled the air.
He charged forth, the Rakshasa Avatar behind him flailing its twelve arms, completely obscuring the sky.
"Brother Yu, take the Sea God's Trident and use it, don't worry about us!"
Down below, Bi Bidong let out an alarmed shout, fearing Luo Yu, unarmed, might not be able to fend off so many on his own.
"There's no need!"
Luo Yu called out as he reached out his right hand into the void.
"Sword, come!"
"Clang!"
Sword cries whistled through the air, stirring up a storm of blades between heaven and earth.
An ancient longsword, neither of gold nor of iron, of stone nor of jade, appeared in Luo Yu's hand.
Gloriously, red soul rings revolved around it.
A seventy-thousand-year-old Soul Ring, emitting fine golden light.
"Twin Martial Souls, this guy actually has Twin Martial Souls?" Tang Chen could hardly contain the shock within him.
A shiver ran through the crowd, and even the Rakshasa God was taken aback for a moment.
"Slash!"
Luo Yu gripped the longsword.
The six red soul rings of the Nine Heavens Execution Sword fused into one.
A special Soul Ring appeared in front of everyone.
With one sword swing, the heavens and the earth changed color.
The twelve arms of the Rakshasa God's statue behind him were severed in response.