Indestructible God King

“Explain yourself! When did I offer help to belittle you?” Zhu Yan rebutted angrily.

“Zhu Yan, why do you always talk so much? I haven’t even finished asking my question. Stop interrupting! Wang Ke, you said that the Demon Sovereign was here… Heh. Do you think I’d believe you? Just by your words? A weak cultivator who just entered the demonic sect. What makes you think you’re qualified to speak to the Demon Sovereign? Who are you trying to fool?” Tong An'an said, laughing coldly in disbelief.

“Fine. I’ve got the Demon Sovereign’s permission anyway! I will stop acting! I’m going to show my hand!” Wang Ke sighed, shaking his head.

Tong An'an was taken aback. Show his hand?

Zhu Yan and the other demons were also startled as they looked at Wang Ke. What is he going to show?

Once he gave everyone a once over, Wang Ke said after taking a deep breath, “I’m a very powerful Astral Infant Stage cultivator!”

Zhu Yan: “.....................!”

Tong An'an: “.....................!”

The demons: “.....................!”

Astra Infant Stage?And a very powerful cultivator at that?

Do you take us for fools who haven’t seen an Astral Infant Stage cultivator before? We have never seen any that look as dramatic as you!

Wang Ke pointed to them and declared, “I’ve been pretending to be very weak all these years to act on behalf of the Demon Sovereign in the dark. Although I only look like an Innate Stage cultivator, I’m actually a trump-card undercover! I’ve been undercover to be near you, just to see who are completely loyal to the demonic sect, and who are those acting to harm the demonic sect!”

All the demons: “....................!”

Trump-card undercover?The Demon Sovereign sent you to act undercover in the demonic sect?

Shouldn’t undercover agents be in the righteous sects?You were assigned to check on our own side?

“Wang Ke, stop bluffing. You’re just an Innate Stage weakling, nowhere near the Astral Infant stage!” Zhu Yan talked back in disbelief, eyes like daggers.

“Of course you would have no idea, Zhu Yan!” Wang Ke replied, “Your cultivation is too weak. Last time I stood there for you to punch, and you couldn't even touch a hair of mine. So what am I if not an Astral Infant Stage cultivator? Oh, right. You are too weak, so that doesn’t count! Let’s talk about an example for a change. At the Great Qing Royal Palace, I injured She Miejue and rescued lots of our demonic sect disciples! She Miejue is at the Astral Infant Stage, right? How could an Innate Stage cultivator injure her? And rescue everyone to boot? Heh! Even if she was badly injured, given her Astral Infant cultivation, Golden Core Stage cultivators can’t overpower her, right?”

And their faces went black.

There is a massive gap between the Astral Infant and the Golden Core stages! They were still confused about how Wang Ke had defeated She Miejue without him suffering any injuries. Could it be that She Miejue didn't have the power to hurt Wang Ke? Back then, She Miejue was badly injured. But it shouldn’t have been difficult to deal with an Innate Stage weakling.

Wang Ke continued with confidence, “You see. I defeated She Miejue, leaving her in a very sorry state. Have any of you seen her trying to exact revenge in the last few days? Have you seen Zhu Hongyi trying to punish me for doing it? Neither of them have acted, because the Demon Sovereign revealed my identity to them. Most importantly, I’m a powerful Astral Infant Stage cultivator! Not even they can’t injure me!”

All the demons: “.................!”

All the demons were halfway convinced by Wang Ke’s words by then.

“You said that Zhu Yan couldn’t even move you when you stood there for him to punch, didn’t you?” Tong An'an asked, frowning as he doubted what he knew.

He was aware that Zhu Yan was at the peak Innate Stage, powerful enough to injure someone who had just entered the Golden Core Stage. Is Wang Ke really just an Innate Stage cultivator?

“That’s right. Why don’t you give it a try?” Wang Ke said, laughing.

Tong An'an: “.................!”

I’m just trying to find discrepancies in what you’re saying. You... You’re being too cooperative!Now you’re asking me to punch you?Are you sure?

“Come, try it out! Give me a punch!” Wang Ke walked up to him.

He was bluffing all the while, but sometimes he had to pull off some real abilities. Bluffing with nothing to back it would not do. It would be very dangerous if those people chose to attack him together; he might even expose his Indestructible Solar Divine Sword. But, such a situation could be handled by just intimidating one person.

Wang Ke took bold strides toward Tong An'an.

This should not be. We are here to catch and kill you. Why would you take the initiative to let us beat you up instead? Tong An'an took a step back instinctively, in answer to Wang Ke’s peculiar actions.

“Don’t worry. I’m not trying to blackmail you. I won’t fall down all of a sudden and ask you for compensation after punching me. Come, punch me! It’s all right! We are all demonic cultivators. Do you think I would be so calculative if you were to punch me?” Wang Ke grabbed Tong An'an’s hand and pulled it toward his chest.

The demons: “.....................!”

This isn't right. The script is not like this! Shouldn’t you be begging for mercy on the ground by now?What are you doing?Can’t you be more serious?We’re trying to rob you!

“Wang Ke, don’t come any closer!” Tong An'an retracted his hand.

“Why? Were you really frightened by Zhu Yan’s words? Do you really think I’m an Innate Stage cultivator? I’ve already told you. I am an Astral Infant Stage warrior. Don’t be afraid. Come, give me your best shot! One punch and you will know!” Wang Ke advised patiently.

The demons: “....................!”

The more Wang Ke acted that way, the more anxious everyone became. This just doesn’t feel right. Did Zhu Yan really lie to us?

“Okay, okay. Br… Brother Wang, please forgive me. Let me test you with a punch!” Tong An’an said while looking at Wang Ke.

He didn't even realize that his tone became much more respectful, calling Wang Ke ‘Brother Wang’ again.

“Yeah, that’s right. Just one punch! Use all of your strength. Don’t think about getting a second try. I’m not a punching bag!” Wang Ke said with a nod.

Tong An'an: “...........................!”

Beads of cold sweat hung on Chapter Lord’s forehead. He could not shake the feeling that he was about to ram into a wall.

Hallucination. This must be a hallucination. I’m going to shatter it with a punch.

Tong An'an took a step forward, then threw a ferocious punch.

“Booooooooom~!”

The strike was so powerful that the resulting shockwave swept up the sands on the beach. The other demons were pushed a few steps back.

With Wang Ke and Tong An'an as the center, the punch created a crater with a ten-meter radius. Anyone could see how powerful the punch had been with a single glance.

Still, Wang Ke stood there; not moving an inch, neither did he feel any pain.

Tong An'an’s fist was still on Wang Ke’s chest. He looked at Wang Ke with widened eyes, unable to process what happened.

How...How can this be?

Tong An'an was a little doubtful about himself. This should not be! I’m at the higher end of the Golden Core Stage! It was a really powerful punch. Even someone who has just entered the Astral Infant Stage would have difficulty standing firm against it.

Even so, Wang Ke didn’t move at all?

He retracted his fist, leaving a hole where the punch landed on Wang Ke’s shirt. The hole revealed the fair skin underneath Wang Ke’s clothes; there wasn't a tinge of redness.

How can it be!This cannot be!

No way is Wang Ke just an Innate Stage cultivator!He would be dead by now if he were!

“Astral Infant Stage? Trump-card undercover?” Tong An'an mumbled to himself. Beads of cold sweat ran down his body.