Nine Star Hegemon Body Arts

Chapter 6191 You’re Very Arrogant!

“Do you see? What’s the point of honor and glory? Of wealth and riches? In the end, a coffin is your eternal home,” Mo Nian muttered, looking at the coffin in front of him with a sorrowful expression.

He sighed and put away his manifestation.

It was over. The demon race’s elite experts were all sucked into his strange coffin. No one had any idea if they were even still alive.

There were many more demon experts here, but all of them were too weak. They weren’t even qualified to participate in the battle.

Suddenly, Mo Nian pulled out a stack of ghost money[1] and scattered it into the air.

Solemnly, he recited, “Dust to dust, earth to earth. The sea of desire brings bitterness, but now you can move on to the yellow springs. This life’s sins will be washed away. On the pathway of the yellow springs, go southwest and do not look back. This life will never be returned to…”

As Mo Nian chanted, he scattered the ghost money around the coffin. He circled the coffin three times clockwise, then three times counterclockwise before waving his hand and taking the coffin away.

When he turned back to the remaining demon experts, they all froze in place, their hair standing on end.

But Mo Nian ignored them entirely. Instead, his gaze swept toward Bai Sovereign City. The human experts there looked just as frightened. While Mo Nian didn’t seem overwhelmingly strong, his style of combat was unfathomable.

If Mo Nian had simply slaughtered these demons in a bloody spectacle, the human experts wouldn’t be as afraid as they were now. But instead, he had stuffed them into a coffin—one that radiated terrifying darkness—and they had all screamed in fear before vanishing into it.

Mo Nian turned toward the muscular man who had charged over earlier to help him. It was clear from a glance that he was a simple and straightforward man.

“Junior brother…”

Immediately recovering from his shock, the muscular man said, “Boss Mo, you… you’re incredible.”

“It was just a small matter. Junior brother, you’re pretty good yourself. You were willing to fight when the time came. Based on this, you’re much better than those cowards…” Mo Nian intentionally paused, his gaze sweeping over Bai Sovereign City’s people.

“Boss Mo, you have to leave now! You’ve killed so many people. Their patriarchs will come, and there might be late-stage Sovereign Lords—”

Mo Nian interrupted, “As I see it, we’re fated to meet. I don’t have a good gift for you, so… take this coffin.”

With a flick of his hand, a coffin appeared in front of the muscular man. The latter almost wept, unsure whether to be moved or horrified.

“Boss Mo, this…”

“This is a cultivation divine item,” Mo Nian said seriously. “Train inside it, and you’ll get twice the results for half the effort.”

This person didn’t quite believe it and stealthily lifted one corner of the coffin. Through the crack, he saw a Sovereign Source lying inside. His heart shook.

“Many thanks, Boss Mo!”

“You should leave now. Quickly,” said Mo Nian.

That person was startled, but he was very obedient. He put away the coffin and ran off at full speed.

After all, some people were sinister, and Mo Nian had offended those sinister people from Bai Sovereign City with his words. The fact that this man had been willing to help Mo Nian made him a very conspicuous target.

When everyone else was covered in filth, being the only clean one could become a sin. If this muscular man stayed, he’d surely be killed.

“Mo Nian, what was that speech just now?” the city lord demanded frostily. “Whatever grudge you have with the demon race is your business. If people help, that’s kindness. If they don’t, it’s their right to mind their own affairs. From what I see, you’re far too petty.”

Mo Nian clasped his hands behind his back and sneered. “Of the eight human divine cities, only Bai Sovereign City allowed the demon race to build a martial stage at its gates. Doesn’t that say everything? Without your city’s tacit approval and the support from Brahma Pill Valley, how could they be so arrogant? Just now, they called us ants and food, but you said nothing. Tell me, do you even know what cowardice means?”

“Brat, you’re very arrogant!” the city lord snarled, killing intent rolling off him.

“No, I am not arrogant at all,” Mo Nian replied coolly. “At the very least, I’m not extorting people for Nine Heaven Void Bright Silver.”

“You…!”

That struck a nerve. The Bai Sovereign City experts gnashed their teeth. They had never forgotten how Long Chen once extorted them. Even though the Soaring Dragon Company had ultimately footed the bill, the shame still burned. It was a slap in Bai Sovereign City’s face.

Back then, the city lord had been Bai Tianhua. Helpless to retaliate against Long Chen, he’d swallowed the humiliation. Now, Mo Nian’s words reopened that wound.

“Bai Sovereign City no longer has the spirit it once did,” Mo Nian said. “You pretend to be neutral, afraid to offend anyone. But when the time comes, you’ll be alone, without any ally.”

“Hahaha!” The city lord laughed in fury. “We don’t need a brat like you worrying about our fate!”

Mo Nian shook his head. “You’ve traded your honor for profit and led Bai Sovereign City toward ruin. You’ll be the first to pay the price. Every coin you took in bribes will be spat out—with interest. I’m not saying this for your sake, but for the people of your city. Let this be a warning: Bai Sovereign City is finished. If you want to live, find another place to stay.”

“You’re trying to incite chaos! You’re courting death!”

The city lord was livid. Mo Nian’s words would echo across the entire city soon, and it was a direct blow to the city’s authority.

Suddenly, the sound of a sword being drawn pierced the air. Bai Yingtian stepped forward, his sword pointed straight at Mo Nian.

“My Bai Sovereign City is protected by the spirit of a Divine Sovereign,” Bai Yingtian shouted coldly. “And you dare blaspheme it? If I let you leave after what you just said, we’ll lose the honor of the Divine Sovereign forever. Unless you kneel and repent before his statue, don’t even think about leaving alive.”

“Heavens, Bai Sovereign City’s number one heavenly genius is about to join the fray!”

Startled cries rang out because of the turn of events.

The experts from Bai Sovereign City’s side cheered loudly. They all wished to see Bai Yingtian crush Mo Nian with one slash of his sword.

“Honor? Prestige?” Mo Nian sneered. “You want to talk about honor and prestige when you’re being used as lapdogs by Lord Brahma? Are you trying to make me laugh to death?”

“Courting death!”

Bai Yingtian’s expression sank, and his Sovereign flames ignited behind him.

BOOM!

The void trembled. Space itself froze as a suffocating Sovereign might descended.

“A late-stage Sovereign Lord!”

“Human brat, release my people!”

A hand tore through space, slamming down toward Mo Nian.

1. A type of paper offering burned in traditional Chinese rituals, particularly during funerals and ancestor worship, to provide deceased individuals with resources in the afterlife ☜

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