Chapter 600 Staring Into the Terrifying Face of Evil and Wondering If He Uses a Skincare Routine
The instant those words fell... The little big boss rat vanished. No one saw him move.
Not even the Divine Tribulation Realm expert.
When he reappeared, he was already standing directly before the kneeling man.
His tiny fist slowly extended.
Compared to the enormous body of the cultivator, the punch looked almost laughable.
Some spectators even found themselves wondering whether such a tiny paw could even bruise a person’s skin.
The next second...
BOOM!!
Space shattered. The earth sank several metres.
The surrounding mountains trembled violently.
The Divine Tribulation Realm expert’s abdomen caved inward as if struck by the full force of an entire world.
His eyes bulged. Blood sprayed uncontrollably from his mouth.
Then his body shot into the horizon faster than a falling meteor, breaking the sound barrier countless times over.
Only after flying dozens of kilometres did he finally crash into the ground, carving a canyon that stretched for miles.
He lay there, trembling violently.
"My... my cultivation..."
His hands desperately examined his body. Nothing. His sea of qi... His foundation...
His Dao... Everything... Gone.
One casual punch had completely destroyed the cultivation he had spent tens millions of years building.
He was now nothing more than an ordinary mortal.
"No..."
"No!"
"I’ve been crippled!"
"My cultivation!"
"My Dao!"
"My life is over!"
His agonized screams echoed throughout the heavens as tears of despair streamed down his face.
The entire place fell deathly silent. Everyone stared at the tiny rat in utter horror.
One effortless punch...
A Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse was reduced to a mortal.
Not killed. Not injured. Simply erased from the path of cultivation.
Such terrifying methods caused countless experts to shiver uncontrollably.
From that moment onward, no one dared underestimate the four tiny rats ever again.
In their hearts, the four adorable creatures had become four walking calamities... supreme beings whose wrath could decide the fate of even the mightiest cultivators with a single casual punch.
The man’s agonized cries echoed across the land for what seemed like an eternity.
They were cries filled with despair. Filled with regret. Filled with utter hopelessness.
To a cultivator, cultivation was everything.
It represented millions of years of painstaking effort, countless life-and-death adventures, unimaginable fortunes, and endless hardships.
Yet all of it... Had vanished in the blink of an eye.
His Dao had been shattered. His foundation erased. His future severed forever.
Even the hardest hearted cultivators couldn’t help but feel a chill run down their spines.
If such a fate befell them... They, too, would probably cry until the rivers overflowed.
No one laughed. No one dared.
The miserable wails continued to reverberate through the heavens, serving as the greatest warning anyone could receive.
Ding!
The big boss of the tiny rats leisurely returned to the sky above Clear Moon City as though he had merely taken a casual stroll.
Their expressions remained as calm as ever.
Only now did the countless spectators truly focus on them.
"...Wait."
"Don’t those four supreme beings look... familiar?"
"I was just about to say the same thing!"
"They’re the four rats that kept charging toward Senior Lin Feng’s courtyard a few months ago!"
"The ones that simply refused to die?"
"That’s right! They were beaten into meat paste dozens of times, yet they kept reviving and running back!"
"I even remember someone capturing all of them."
"So... they really were associated with Senior Lin Feng all along!"
"No wonder they were so fearless!"
"They weren’t courting death..."
"They simply couldn’t die!"
The crowd became increasingly animated as memories from several days ago resurfaced.
Back then, countless people had laughed at the four little rats. Some had mocked them.
Others had called them suicidal fools. Many looked at them as treasures to possess.
Now...
Everyone wished they could travel back in time and slap their former selves.
One young cultivator unconsciously blurted out,
"So those rats really are..."
Pak!
A loud slap landed squarely on the back of his head.
The young man stumbled forward before angrily turning around.
"Senior! Why did you hit me?"
The old cultivator glared at him with widened eyes.
"You little fool! Do you have a death wish?"
"Huh?"
"You still dare call them rats after what you’ve just witnessed?"
The old man lowered his voice and whispered urgently,
"Didn’t you see a Divine Tribulation Realm powerhouse crippled with a single punch?"
"They are supreme beings!"
"Address them with respect!"
"Unless you also want your cultivation abolished!"
The young cultivator’s face instantly turned deathly pale.
He hurriedly bowed toward the sky.
"This junior spoke carelessly! Please forgive my offense, four supreme beings!"
Many others quickly followed suit.
"The four supreme beings are magnanimous. Please forgive our ignorance!"
"This junior was blind and failed to recognize your greatness!"
"Greetings, four supreme beings!"
Within moments, waves of respectful greetings echoed throughout Clear Moon City.
Not a single person dared utter the word "rat" again.
High above the city, the four tiny creatures floated proudly with their little chests puffed out.
Their whiskers twitched with satisfaction. Their tails swayed triumphantly.
For the first time in their lives... No one looked down on them anymore.
They were killers and thieves no more. They were redeemed!
Now, countless experts gazed upon them with reverence, fear, and admiration.
The four little rats basked shamelessly in the attention, enjoying every second of the spotlight.
One even coughed lightly before folding his tiny paws behind his back, pretending to be an unfathomable grandmaster.
Another stroked his whiskers with a dignified expression, as if he had long grown accustomed to such worship.
Seeing their exaggerated poses, many people wanted to laugh.
But remembering the fate of the Divine Tribulation Realm expert...
Not a single person dared.
The entire city remained deathly silent, filled only with respectful gazes directed toward the four tiny supreme beings who guarded Lin Feng’s courtyard.
High above Clear Moon City, the four supreme beings conversed among themselves as though the countless experts below did not even exist.
One of the rats... the one who had once been famous among the four for having the largest rat harem stepped forward eagerly.
"Boss, that fellow you crippled wasn’t alone. His companions are still standing over there."
He pointed his tiny paw toward the terrified group.
"Should we cripple them too? They look like evil people also."