The younger brother got beaten, and the older brother came.

Chapter 380 The younger brother got beaten, and the older brother came.

The prince never expected that this "mere" human realm lord from the outside world would have such terrifying combat power. In addition to his mysterious and unpredictable swordsmanship, his power was also terrifying, like waves of surging tides crashing over him.

The spears and swords clashed repeatedly, the powerful impact causing the surrounding space to ripple and undulate like a distorted lake surface.

"What?"

"This alien race doesn't rely on any external aids, yet it possesses such strength!?" The cosmic venerables and alien immortals watching below were all astonished.

That's a prince, the child of the supreme ruler of this world, born with an incomparably powerful and noble bloodline!

These energy life forms, similar to the native inhabitants, even if they become world lords upon adulthood, their life level is similar to that of ordinary humans. If they were on the same level as the princes, they would be easily killed.

And this human realm lord actually shows a tendency to rival the prince.

As the prince fought, he was filled with shock. "Impossible! He's clearly just a human, not a special life form, and he doesn't have any external treasures or magic to aid him. Why is he so powerful?"

The prince suddenly understood why the other side insisted that neither side bring any treasures before the battle. The prince thought he had the advantage and readily agreed, not expecting that he had fallen right into the other side's trap.

Although Suk was fighting, he was more relaxed than he appeared, because he hadn't used his full strength yet. He had only amplified the Four Directions Divine General Secret Technique by about three times, which is about ten thousand times the power of a World Lord, similar to the prince opposite him.

He worried that if he unleashed his full power and overwhelmed the prince, the Cosmic Venerable beside him would intervene.

The battle is intense, but neither side can show who has the upper hand, resulting in a stalemate. This makes it difficult for the cosmic venerables to intervene.

Because the prince did not speak up to stop the battle.

Boom! The swords clashed fiercely once more, and the two sides were separated with a bang, each flying backward.

"I never expected you to be such a peerless genius. I underestimated you." The prince stood in the air, spear in hand, his body swirling with crimson energy, but his eyes gleamed with extreme excitement. "Good, good. It's much more interesting to defeat a peerless genius like you."

Suk pointed the tip of his knife diagonally downwards and smiled slightly, "Your Highness, you're not bad either."

This prince's ultimate technique is at the peak level of secret arts. Although it is very profound and even more exquisite than Su Ke's, it is still just a typical peak level secret arts. Su Ke can deal with it without much difficulty.

The alien races below were also discussing it.

"This foreign tribe is quite formidable; they can actually fight the prince so fiercely."

"But it seems the prince is going to have to get serious."

"Hmph, this is our clan's territory. These outsiders have no idea what it means to fight our clan here."

"Look, the outcome will be decided soon."

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The prince's eyes were filled with fighting spirit. "You are strong, and it won't be easy to defeat you. Now I want you to see the true power of my clan." The prince raised his spear, and immediately his arm burst into flames, emitting a blood-red light.

Buzz—The crimson energy in this area was completely stirred up and frantically converged towards the prince.

Blurry, blood-red gunshot trails appeared in the sky.

Suk's expression changed slightly upon seeing this, as if he had thought of something.

The prince's aura surged, and his eyes coldly stared at Suk. The spear in his hand frantically attracted the crimson energy between heaven and earth, causing the enormous power of the blood spear above to expand continuously until it reached the limit that he could control.

"Nine Nether Strike!" He then swung his spear, thrusting it towards Suk.

"Whoosh—" The enormous blood spear immediately shot out, and nothing could stop it.

"Now!" Witnessing this powerful attack, Suk's eyes flashed with madness, knowing that the opportunity had arrived.

Coming into this world is an adventure in itself.

Gambling against a prince is also a risky endeavor.

What follows is also an adventure.

"The outcome is already decided!"

"The prince has won!"

This thought popped into the minds of those cosmic venerables and elite warriors.

"Boom!" At the critical moment, Su Ke's aura suddenly surged again, increasing more than tenfold!

He had already unleashed the secret techniques of the Four Divine Generals without holding back.

"I'll return the favor!"

The sword flashed like lightning, its power even greater than before.

The enormous crimson spear shadow formed by the power of the Nine Netherworlds was struck by a single slash.

puff! ! !

It's like a bubble being pierced by a needle, bursting open immediately.

As the powerful shockwave swept in all directions, a burly figure rushed out like lightning, his violent blade slashing down.

The prince hastily raised his weapon to meet the attack, only to feel as if the heavens and earth were collapsing. A vast and overwhelming force was transmitted through the opponent's sword, causing his blood to boil and involuntarily sending him flying backward. A tearing pain shot through his chest, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Not good!!!" The generals and captains below all changed their expressions. They saw their prince's killing move broken and then thrown backward at high speed by a strike from a long sword. His armor was already shattered, a large wound appeared on his chest, and blood spurted from his mouth.

"The prince is injured!" The powerful figures were alarmed and were about to make a move when they discovered that Suk was standing still and had not continued the pursuit. Even the battle sword in his hand had disappeared. Seeing this, everyone stopped immediately.

After knocking the prince away, Suk secretly used the power of the world to form a battle blade and retrieved it into his inner world, including the prince's blood that was on the blade.

The prince is a body formed from the Imperial Sea, and is no different from the seawater in the Imperial Sea.

The whole process happened in the blink of an eye, and in the chaotic scene, no one noticed.

Because Suk did it so naturally, the battle blade formed from the power of the world touched the prince's blood and then disappeared, no one would deliberately make any connection to it.

In fact, much of the blood was also annihilated by the force of the battle.

Furthermore, just in case, after the blood is absorbed into the inner world, it will be sealed inside using a special instrument prepared in advance to prevent the prince from sensing it.

"Got it." Suk's eyes flashed. "Now comes the most dangerous moment."

The situation was clear at that moment: the prince had lost.

The prince's face was extremely pale. Although his physical injuries had healed, the knuckles of his fingers, which were gripping the spear, had turned white from excessive force. No one knew whether the prince would explode.

He never expected that even after using his last and strongest trump card, he would still lose to his opponent.

To be precise, using the power of the Nine Netherworlds already violates the previous rule that external objects were not allowed to be used.

Even so, he still lost.

After a long silence, Suk spoke: "Your Highness, I have won."

The prince's expression changed twice before he gritted his teeth and said unwillingly, "That's right, you won."

Not reconciled.

This is utterly disgraceful!

However, having lost a fair and square battle under fair conditions, and with so many subordinates watching, his pride and self-esteem as a prince made it impossible for him to deny it.

"As agreed before, I will have someone escort you away from here! The treasure will also be returned to you." Before Suk could say anything more, the prince spoke first, looking down at the alien races below, "The team that brought you here before, have them send you back the way they came."

After speaking, the prince flew away towards the large ancient city. The generals and captains did not look too good, but since the prince had already said so, they could not disobey the order. They all gave Suk a cold look and then followed the prince away.

Only the small team that had brought Suk and the purple-haired aliens remained.

The tall, burly captain named Dopanta came over and said in a rather unfriendly tone, "Come with me."

Suk smiled slightly and, together with his royal servants, flew into the sky under the watchful eyes of this squad of immortal gods.

On the way, the captain remained silent on the surface, but he would occasionally look at the foreign world lord with a strange gaze.

The prince held an unparalleled position in the hearts of these warriors, yet he unexpectedly lost to a foreign realm lord.

Thinking of the prince's expression after losing, the captain suddenly felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

Soon, they arrived at the vortex teleportation site where Suk had entered. Two small teams were guarding the site, and they were very surprised and puzzled to see their captain returning with the two captured aliens.

"My lord, this is—" a squad leader-level alien came over and asked cautiously.

Captain Dopant's expression was serious. He waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me anything."

It's not a good thing for a prince to lose to a foreign tribe in battle, so it's best not to let it get out.

"You can leave now," the captain said grimly.

Suk led the purple-haired alien race towards the vortex under the watchful eyes of the alien immortal warriors stationed there.

The captain had already returned the treasures they carried to them.

"To be honest, we're all safe and sound." Suk finally breathed a sigh of relief as he entered the vortex.

But just as they entered the vortex...

"Boom—" A terrifying and unbelievable aura descended directly. Suk felt a blur before his eyes and found himself alone in an unfamiliar world. In the air in front of him, a huge face-shaped outline formed, and the surrounding world was filled with endless rage. The world changed color completely, turning blood red.

In the blood-red sky, the enormous head coldly looked down at Suk.

Seeing this, Suk immediately understood that the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds had descended.

"So, I couldn't hide it from the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds after all?" Su Ke thought to himself. As a successor of a realm lord, he shouldn't have alarmed the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds. Although the core of the Nine Netherworld spacetime was dangerous in history, it wasn't like no universe venerables had ever escaped without the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds coming out to intercept them.

The fact that the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds personally appeared suggests that his previous actions had given him away.

In fact, Suk's entire process was flawless.

Unfortunately, the Lord of the Nine Netherworld is indeed omniscient, and all the actions of outsiders in the Nine Netherworld are probably under his watchful eye.

However, since he already knew about it, Suk was not entirely unprepared for this.

"Greetings, Lord of the Universe." Suk said respectfully.

"Oh, you're not surprised at all by my appearance. It seems you already knew of my existence?" The cold voice of the giant head hovering in the air, looking down below, resounded throughout the crimson world.

Suk said respectfully, "I only learned from my elders that there is a great cosmic ruler here."

The enormous head emitted a chilling voice that shook the heavens and earth, seemingly filled with rage. "Hmph, I know you are the most unparalleled genius of the human race, but this is my Nine Netherworld, where you humans will not be allowed to run wild. You actually know me, yet you dare to injure my child under the guise of a duel. Do you think I would hesitate to attack you because of your human status?"

Suklian said, "I would never dare to have such a thought. The reason why the great Lord of the Universe did this was because he was unable to leave this space-time after entering it. After meeting the prince, he thought of making a contest agreement with the prince through an adventure in the hope of escaping the Nine Nether Space-Time. He had no intention of despising the great being."

The enormous head in the sky suddenly became much calmer, its voice still icy as it said, "Whether it's like this or not is no longer important. I have no intention of discussing this with you. Since you've come to my Nine Netherworld, it proves that you and I are quite destined for each other. Well then, I don't want to bully the weak, so I'll give you another choice."

Upon hearing this, Suk suddenly felt a strange premonition.

"You know that the Ancestral God Cult has formal members and peripheral members, right?" The giant head looked down at Suk.

"I know," Suk nodded.

"Good that you know," the gigantic head said. "Although the Ancestral God Cult has an inner and outer branch, and seemingly inner members have higher status, the actual fighting relies more on the outer members. The outer members of the Ancestral God Cult—are its most powerful military force!"

"I am the Guardian God Lord of the Ancestral God Sect's peripheral organization—Nine Netherworlds!" The enormous head's voice was deep. "This entire space-time is under my jurisdiction, hence the name Nine Netherworlds Space-Time. Even the three Ancestral Gods and the Eight Beast Gods of the Ancestral God Sect dare not be disrespectful to me."

Suk deliberately feigned shock.

"I want you to join my lineage."

"The outer organization is divided into Protectorate Messengers, Protectorate Venerables, Protectorate Lords, and Protectorate Divine Lords." The enormous head looked down. "Each Divine Lord commands a force. You, Suk—from today onward, are a Protectorate Messenger of my Nine Nether lineage, an outer organization of the Ancestral God Sect." As your strength increases, your status will naturally rise. If you accept, I will spare your life; if you don't—you know the consequences.

Suk thought for a moment, blinked, and cautiously reminded him, "But my Path of the Beast God is only at the first level—" There shouldn't be any inheritors of such a poor Path of the Beast God who could serve as a protector of the faith, right?

"That's not important!" the enormous head said coldly. "You only need to answer whether you are willing to join my lineage and become a protector of the faith."

"Although you have joined an external organization, it will not make you an enemy of the human race."

The massive head said coldly, "The outer organization has always been very free, and we usually have no companions. Occasionally, when our Ancestral God Sect has something to resolve, we will issue orders. If you are unwilling to do it, you can even explain the reason, and the Ancestral God Sect will not force you."

"Join, or not?" The Lord of the Nine Netherworlds stared coldly at Suk.

What else is there to say?

"Greetings, Lord Protector of the Faith," Suk said respectfully, bowing.

"Since you've joined, you can't go back on your word," said the Lord of the Nine Netherworlds. "Alright, this is the Ancestral God's Decree."

Suddenly, a black token appeared out of thin air and fell from the sky, landing directly in front of Suk.