"Why are you here!?" Voban's green pupils contracted, a wolfish gleam in his eyes.
"Your condition seems good. It appears that after exiting that peculiar space, your body can recuperate?" Luo Hao murmured to himself, gently fanning the fan in his hand.
Voban's slightly pallid face darkened suddenly. He knew he was in deep trouble. There were few who knew his true identity in this world, and those who did would never dare to speak of the Heretic Gods. Otherwise the consequences would be dire.
His failure wasn't due to weakness but rather the overwhelming strength of his adversaries. Yet, among them, only the five Campione would be indifferent to his plight. And the last person he wished to encounter was his old nemesis, Luo Yang.
"That's right, I'm fine. Do you wish to engage in combat now?" Voban retorted aggressively.
"I am quite uninterested for the moment," Luo Hao disregarded Voban, focusing his attention on the luminous screen, examining the dye within it with a gleeful smile. "Greetings, formidable one. Would you care to disclose your name to me?"
"If you must, simply address me as Ran, The Ruler of the Martial world," Ran Ruya replied with a smile.
Such a smile, if directed by any other man, would have disgusted Luo Hao, provoking a desire to obliterate it. She considered herself noble, her very demeanor akin to that of Mount Lu, where only one person breathed the rarefied air.
Yet, this mere man dared to flash her a "mad" grin. However, she couldn't contain her delight when she witnessed this man effortlessly neutralize Voban's threat.
"Ran, can you inform me of your current whereabouts?" Luo Hao inquired, her smile uncharacteristically genuine.
This was a countenance that Ran had never witnessed before.
"Could it be that my allure has progressed more swiftly than my strength?" Ran pondered helplessly. To excel in appearance over prowess was a transgression. What if he encountered a sorceress who sought to exploit him?
"I'm not from within the world of the Campione. You won't find me, The Ruler of the Martial world," Ran replied with a smile.
"The world of the Campione... is it?" Luo Hao murmured softly, a glimmer of realization flickering in her eyes. "So, what you're saying is that I reside in the world of Campione, which is natural, and you hail from another world?"
"Exactly," Ran affirmed with a nod.
Luo Hao, having mastered martial arts and magic to the pinnacle, stands alone as a Campione, relying solely on brute force. Dubbed a "Advocate of Ultimate Brute Force," some of her powers are intertwined with Buddhist principles, naturally acquainting her with the theory of "One Bodhi, One Flower, One World," with its three pots representing large, medium, and small worlds.
"Indeed," Luo Hao muttered, her senses tingling with the confirmation. Had he not originated from Otherworld, she would have detected him long ago. Despite being able to crush Voban's strength, she had failed to discern him until now.
"Can I enter your world?" Luo Hao's curiosity piqued, intrigued by the idea of another world existing.
Ran likely anticipated her thoughts but refrained from elaborating. After all, the Ōtsutsuki Kaguya might not be a match for Luo Hao's strength, and the Ōtsutsuki's Gedo Statue might hold the key, albeit a risky one.
The true epitome of strength lies not in the world but within oneself! (Successfully utilizing the golden list rewards)
Yet, he chose not to delve into this explanation, deeming it too time-consuming.
"For now, accessing my world is not possible," Ran pondered. "Unless through specialized portals and artifacts, neither of us can cross worlds."
"As for Voban, the old marquis, and myself, we inhabit a distinct space, disconnected from any specific world yet accessible to all."
"Is that so?" Luo Hao felt a twinge of disappointment.
However, Ran's smile brought a glimmer of hope. "But if the old marquis permits, I can visit for a while, perhaps even an extended stay."
"Really?" Luo Hao's eyes brightened, seeing the opportunity for fruitful discussions.
"You agree," Luo Hao turned to Voban.
Voban: ?
Indignant, Voban's temper flared. What's with this pair? It was supposed to be a discussion regarding the inheritance issue of Senju Tobirama, not a casual chat between host and guest.
And this Ran, daring to contemplate entering his world. Ridiculous! Despite enduring countless deaths, he still dares to speak? Well, if you can't step into my world, then I'll simply ignore you.
"Let me get this straight, are you tossing aside the sword above your head?"
"I'm not naive."
"No negotiation."
"Absolutely not."
"I won't accept this!"
"I refuse to take on this responsibility. I even stated that I'll allow you to visit briefly."
Voban's refusal was resolute.
His decisiveness left Luo Hao and Ran slightly taken aback.
"Fifth Hokage," Tobirama fixed his gaze on Uchiha Ran.
Damn, this is his legacy.
It's true that Voban is a vulnerable younger brother Ran.
But before him stands as an absolute powerhouse.
A physique comparable to the Ōtsutsuki clan.
Capable of taking on a giant wolf form as large as a tailed beast.
Eye of Sodom that can turn enemy into salt.
In a way, it's no less significant than the ocular techniques of the Byakugan and Sharingan.
Or the ability to transform into a black dragon while the body and soul remain immortal.
Any one of these would make him envious.
For him, combined with a forbidden technique, would they still be able to contend?
Even if Uchiha Madara is on the verge of ascending to the highest level of Six Paths, he wouldn't be intimidated.
Izuna is just Madara's younger brother. There is no need to worry about him.