"Heavenly thunder? Whether it's this thunder formed from your so-called game rules or the real thing—if this king stands here, I dare you to try and strike me down. I don't want to die, and thunder can't kill me. Just a clown like you thinks he can decide my life or death? Laughable."
Yi Tianxing sneered as he looked up at the golden thunder cascading from the sky.
With a thought, the Chaos Battle Dragon Robe appeared on his body. Faint outlines of flood dragons coiled upon the robe, occasionally revealing their heads and claws. Each scale and talon radiated a mystical aura.
As the thunder crashed down, a blue flood dragon emerged from the robe, coiling around Yi Tianxing's body. It lashed out with a claw.
Boom!
The dragon claw slammed into the thunderbolt, unleashing a violent shockwave. The flood dragon exuded a potent water elemental force, overwhelming the thunder. The bolt shattered in midair, while the flood dragon's glow dimmed briefly, its body turning faint and returning to the Chaos Battle Dragon Robe—instantly restored to full form.
The radiating blue divine light repelled all incoming thunder. Not a single bolt could touch his body.
The thunder? Still shattered all the same.
"I'll break your game rules. I refuse to follow them. What can you do, clown?"
Yi Tianxing stood atop the city wall, divine light swirling around him, flood dragons coiling about. The thunder flickered and dispersed. His body loomed large like a peerless divine king towering over the world—unmatched and indomitable.
"You've got nerve. It's been a long time since someone dared defy my game rules," said the clown, a trace of fury flashing in his eyes. Clearly, Yi Tianxing's words had provoked him.
But deep down, he was surprised. That bolt of thunder just now could have obliterated a Life Map Realm cultivator. Yet not only did it fail to harm Yi Tianxing, it couldn't even damage his robe.
"What is that robe? It doesn't seem like an ordinary magical garment. It's more like a divine ability… A Life Map Realm technique, perhaps? Such absurd defensive power—and it's guarded by dragons that even lightning can't pierce!"
He was shocked internally but didn't let it show on his face.
Rumble!!
Yi Tianxing spoke again, openly defying the game's rules.
More thunderbolts emerged—this time, dozens at once—blanketing the area in a terrifying storm of destruction.
"Good! I'll stand here. Strike me all you want. If you can even harm a hair on my head, I'll admit defeat."
Yi Tianxing remained still in midair.
The bolts struck, but this time, the dragons on the Chaos Battle Dragon Robe didn't just block them—they opened their maws and devoured the thunder as if it were a delicacy.
Dozens of thunderbolts were swallowed whole. Nothing happened.
Like bottomless pits, the flood dragons consumed all the energy and remained unshaken.
"Impossible…"
This time, the clown truly showed his shock.
Blocking thunder through sheer defense was one thing—but swallowing the divine thunder? That was horrifying.
The entire city wall was stunned. Those thunderbolts were enough to kill elite soldiers on contact. Even if some could survive, they'd be gravely injured. Yet Yi Tianxing's robe had swallowed them without trace. If such an attack couldn't even touch him, what technique in the world could?
All eyes turned to the Chaos Battle Dragon Robe—filled with awe and reverence.
Many soldiers were visibly moved, their eyes burning with fanaticism.
"This is unparalleled."
"Excellent. The Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower truly lives up to its name. It can swallow all things in heaven and earth. Even thunder is just energy—it can be absorbed and turned into power. Without exposing the tower, its defensive capabilities alone are nearly invincible."
Yi Tianxing was secretly pleased.
The flood dragons didn't actually absorb the thunder. They redirected it into the Hongmeng Heavenly Emperor Tower, where it was converted into raw energy, nourishing the internal chaos space and expanding its territory.
Unless someone could destroy the tower in a single strike, no divine ability could harm him.
At this moment, he had truly reached a realm of "only I harm others—no one harms me."
This was the absolute might of a fully-refined Life-bound Treasure.
"I don't believe it!"
The clown roared. Thunder couldn't kill Yi Tianxing—this was a total rejection of the game's rules. It was flipping the table outright.
"You have no choice but to believe it," Yi Tianxing replied coldly.
Rumble!!
Even more thunder appeared, but this time, it transformed into blades and swords—an incarnation of Heaven's Judgment. Their destructive power surged dramatically. Even a Life Map Realm expert would die in a flash if struck.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
The flood dragons simply opened their mouths again. One by one, they swallowed each thunder weapon. Even with lightning flickering on their bodies, they weren't harmed. Then the thunder vanished.
Watching this, hearts chilled. Eyes widened in horror.
Bathed in divine thunder—yet untouched.
The soldiers' reverence surged.
"I knew it. Our king won't fear some stupid clown. No thunder can harm him—not even a strand of hair."
"Long live the King! With him, the Great Yi Dynasty will rise to glory. We humans will be the dominant race of all realms."
"Only by following the King can we find hope and strength."
"You think hiding in your turtle shell makes you invincible?" the clown sneered, looking extremely sour.
"If I don't like your game, then I'll flip the table. You pulled me in without my consent? Then I'll ruin your game. Let's see how long your rules last."
Yi Tianxing could sense it—the force enforcing the rules was weakening. It wasn't free; maintaining this domain came at a cost. And with each lightning strike, that power was fading.
"Fine. If I can't kill you, I'll show you what pawns can do. Ants en masse can still bite an elephant to death. Under my rules, every soldier on your wall is a wooden puppet. Whoever moves—dies!"
The clown shrieked in rage.
"Attack! Storm Sunset City!"
Kill! Kill! Kill!
The order unleashed a monstrous tide of feral beasts and flying monsters, surging toward the city like a tsunami. An overwhelming horde, blotting out the sky.
The soldiers on the walls were horrified. In normal conditions, they wouldn't flinch. But under the game rule, they couldn't move or speak. Like statues.
How could they defend?
They'd die without resistance—a disgrace no warrior wanted.
"We'll never allow Sunset City to fall. You may play games, clown, but I'll flip the table," Yi Tianxing said calmly.
"All soldiers, ignore the game rules! A game is only a game if you follow the rules. Break the rules—and the game is garbage."
"Troops! Ready your bows. Prepare to defend. Any creature that approaches—kill without mercy!"
With a command, the soldiers moved.
"Great! I've had enough of this!" bellowed Zhang Fei. "Load the siege crossbows! Aim and fire!"
"Archers—release!"
With a storm of orders, the Great Yi forces roared back into action.