Bringing The Farm To Live In Another World - Chapter 16510

Chapter 16508: The Encounter

The God of Jealousy looked at Zhao Hai and suddenly burst into laughter. He then said, “You’re right. Reaching this level means you’ve mastered a divine spark. With a divine spark, you can be immortal. But you must also know that sometimes death is a release. Immortality isn’t always a good thing; it brings endless torment. Perhaps you’ll even want to die then.”

Zhao Hai nodded, then said in a deep voice, “You’re right. Sometimes, death isn’t necessarily a bad thing; it can be a good thing. But how can you be so sure I’m no match for you? Don’t forget, I defeated you back in the lower realms.”

“The lower realm? Hahahaha, you actually dare to bring up the lower realm? You should know that in the lower realm, I couldn’t even use one ten-thousandth of my power. How can you compare a mere clone from the lower realm to the current me? Alright, I’ve said enough. The next step is to capture you and study you slowly.” As he spoke, his aura changed once again. Black mist appeared around his body, twisting and turning as if screams were emanating from within. This sound caused Zhao Hai’s mental energy to waver, and an overwhelming feeling of jealousy rose from the depths of his heart.

However, Zhao Hai simply took a deep breath, and the emotion vanished instantly. But this experience showed Zhao Hai the power of the God of Jealousy. Zhao Hai was certain that if a disciple of the Blood Slaughter Sect were to stand here, that disciple would immediately be controlled by this emotion, or rather, corrupted.

The God of Jealousy looked at Zhao Hai and chuckled, “Not bad, not bad at all. You’ve only just ascended, yet you can already block my divine power. You’re much stronger than ordinary trash.”

Zhao Hai looked at the God of Jealousy and sneered, “Didn’t you say that everyone who ascends has mastered a divine spark? How could someone who has already mastered a divine spark be affected by your divine power?”

“Hahaha, you’re very clever. You’re right. Those who have attained divinity are indeed unaffected by divine power, but that requires mastering their own divine power. Many who have just ascended don’t even have divine power. Without it, they can’t possibly resist the divine power I release.”

Zhao Hai sneered. “Don’t lie to me. As long as you have divinity, you’re immune to your divine power. You’re just trying to lower my guard and make me think I’m strong. In reality, your attack has already begun. You’ve been using divine power to silently infiltrate me from the very beginning. Am I right?” The

God of Jealousy’s expression froze. Then, he stared intently at Zhao Hai for a long while before looking at him and saying, “Not bad. I really didn’t expect you to see through me. You’re very perceptive, so perceptive that it makes me jealous.” As he spoke, his eyes were filled with jealousy, and as he felt this way, the energy fluctuations around him intensified.

Zhao Hai looked at him and then smiled slightly, saying, “Is this the source of your power? Whether it’s making others jealous or being jealous yourself, you can gain power, even greater power.”

The God of Jealousy looked at Zhao Hai and said, “Yes, this is my power. As long as there are people with such emotions, my strength will continue to increase. What about you? I’m quite curious, what exactly is the source of your power?”

Zhao Hai remained calm, looking at the God of Jealousy and saying, “Can I just say such things? If I casually let you know my trump card, wouldn’t you be able to deal with me more easily?”

The God of Jealousy laughed loudly, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t tell me. Here, as soon as you engage in combat, everyone will see through the power you use at a glance, so you can’t hide it. Alright, it’s about time, let’s begin.” After he finished speaking, the next moment, black iron rod-like objects suddenly rose up around Zhao Hai’s body. These objects instantly formed a cage, directly trapping Zhao Hai inside.

Zhao Hai looked at the cage, then reached out and gently flicked it. The black, iron-like object was actually composed of the divine power of the God of Envy. He had already noticed this when he flicked it; the divine power was incredibly solid, more solid and hard than any material he knew.

Zhao Hai tried to reach his hand through the gaps in the cage, but found it impossible. Although the cage had gaps, his hand couldn’t fit through; even the gaps were sealed off by the power. Although it appeared to be a gap, it was actually blocked by energy.

Zhao Hai remained calm. He looked at the God of Envy and then sneered, “You think you can imprison me like this? Naïve.” With that, Zhao Hai suddenly assumed a horse stance, exhaled, and then threw a punch.

The punch seemed unremarkable, without any wind or even a fast speed. However, when it struck the cage, a deafening boom, like a nuclear explosion, was heard. The cage then vanished into a cloud of black mist.

Zhao Hai remained standing in a horse stance, his eyes flashing like lightning as he stared at the God of Envy. The God of Envy looked at Zhao Hai with some surprise and said, “A God of Power? That’s quite interesting. I remember you didn’t use this kind of power when you were in the lower realm. It seems you’ve been holding back.”

Zhao Hai sneered, “Who doesn’t hold back? If I didn’t, I’d be eaten by you right away!”

“Hahahaha, you’re right, everyone holds back. But yours doesn’t seem very impressive.” As he spoke, the energy around him intensified.

Zhao Hai looked at him coldly and said, “It’s no use being jealous of me. You said that as long as you have a godhood, you’re immortal, but you didn’t say that people can also get hurt. I’d like to see just how strong you really are.” With that, Zhao Hai stomped his foot, and with his movement, the space seemed to explode with a deafening roar. Then, Zhao Hai’s figure flashed like lightning, directly rushing to the God of Jealousy. He then threw a punch at the God of Jealousy.

The God of Jealousy looked at Zhao Hai’s incoming punch, a strange smile appearing on his face. He neither dodged nor blocked, simply standing there, watching Zhao Hai’s punch strike him. A deafening boom followed, and his body instantly turned into a cloud of black mist, as if he had been completely shattered by the punch.

However, Zhao Hai’s expression changed drastically. He realized that his punch hadn’t hit anything; the feeling of hitting nothing was unmistakable. Fortunately, his control over his strength was at its limit; otherwise, the feeling of misusing his power would have been incredibly painful.

The next moment, the black mist appeared behind Zhao Hai and condensed into the image of the God of Envy. The God of Envy extended his left hand and gently pointed his finger towards Zhao Hai’s back.

Just as his finger touched Zhao Hai, an immense force of recoil surged from his back. With a muffled thud, the God of Envy’s finger vanished into black mist.

Zhao Hai then whirled around and punched the God of Envy. With a deafening boom, it seemed as if space itself shattered from the punch, but the God of Envy was unharmed; his body once again vanished into a cloud of black mist.

The next moment, the God of Jealousy appeared about a hundred meters in front of Zhao Hai. He stood there, coldly looking at Zhao Hai, and then said, “I underestimated you. You are indeed very powerful.”

Zhao Hai coldly looked at the God of Jealousy and said in a deep voice, “You underestimated me from the very beginning, but I overestimated you.”

“You… hahaha, good, you are very good. In all these years, this is the first time I have seen such an arrogant newcomer. It seems that without showing some real skills, there is no way to deal with you.”

After he finished speaking, he was about to make a move when he suddenly sensed something and looked to the side. Zhao Hai also looked to the side, and at this moment, another person suddenly appeared there. This person came very fast, a flash of red light, and suddenly appeared there.

This man was not tall, but he looked extremely strong. He had a head of red hair that seemed to float upwards like a ball of fire, and his eyes also flashed red, as if flames were burning within them. His face was contorted with rage, and his red beard, which also grew upwards and kept fluttering, looked like flames burning on his face. Upon seeing

this man, the God of Envy showed a hint of wariness. He looked at the man and said, “Wrath, what are you doing here?”

It was indeed the God of Wrath. He glanced at the God of Envy, then sneered, “If you, a lowly person, can come here, why can’t I? You haven’t forgotten that I have a grudge against him, have you?” The

God of Envy was taken aback at first, then realized that the God of Wrath was right. Zhao Hai also had a grudge against the God of Wrath, and Zhao Hai had destroyed the God of Wrath’s temple.

Zhao Hai looked at the God of Wrath, then sneered, “Interesting. So many enemies have come looking for me so quickly. No problem, bring it on. I’d like to see which of you can do anything to me.”

Upon hearing Zhao Hai’s words, the God of Wrath snorted coldly, then turned to look at the God of Jealousy, and said, “Looks like you’ve already fought him, and you’re still no match for him? What a piece of trash.”

“Enough, Wrath! Don’t think I’m afraid of you. When we fight, have you ever won? What are you pretending for?”

“You were the one who ran away first every time, you piece of trash! You dare talk to me like that? Next time we fight, don’t run away!” (End of Chapter)