Chapter 586: Brother Madman?

The powerful figure with hollow eyes pointed his war spear at the sky, his killing aura surging to the heavens as he roared wildly.

The crowd was greatly alarmed, and the heroes retreated further back. Too many sudden changes had occurred—another terrifying figure had emerged.

The void was thick with mist, as if an immortal being stood atop the nine heavens, indistinct yet radiating an indescribable divine might that could shake a hundred thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

"Could it be a god speaking?" Some powerful alien species gazed at the sky but saw no one, muttering in their hearts with faces full of terror.

The heroes felt a chill run through them. The newcomer was likely terrifying, and even this fellow was only roaring on the ground, seemingly unable to see the figure.

"Hey, you brat up there, come down and die! I'll cripple you!" His killing aura blazed as he cursed the sky, shaking the ten directions of the world with his ferocity.

"This madman is truly mad, daring to curse a god..." The fatty's eyes bulged. This guy was too savage; he had probably been suppressed for countless ages and lost his mind.

But just as the fatty finished speaking, the madman sensed him instantly. A piercing divine light flashed in his hollow eye sockets as he swept his gaze over the fatty.

"I'm done for..." Stared at by that gaze, the fatty's hairs stood on end, his whole body bristling. He had been targeted—and he had just called him a madman!

"This damn fatty!" Yang Tian was stunned and couldn't help cursing. He had clearly heard the fatty's muttering.

"Heaven-sent calamity..." The big black bird, carrying the bald man, silently prayed for the fatty's safety, hoping he wouldn't be skinned alive.

"His memory really has grown this time..." Xiao Ji gulped.

"Little fatty, come here!" The madman spoke word by word. As his voice fell, as if uttering a true incantation, the fatty's body instantly appeared before him.

Up close, the fatty trembled all over. This figure was too terrifying; his hollow eye sockets were like two whirlpools, impossible to look at directly, capable of devouring one's soul.

"Why him?" Yuan Xia's bright eyes shimmered with divine radiance, staring at the fatty in astonishment. She couldn't understand why such a terrifying figure would grab him.

Some others recognized the fatty and gloated, especially those from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, who hated him to the core.

Yet this volatile powerhouse uttered words that made most people faint.

"I'm called Madman?" His voice boomed like thunder, tinged with doubt. He felt the name seemed... good? Very familiar.

The whole crowd was dizzy, rolling their eyes, but no one dared laugh. This figure was too bizarre, likely lacking reason.

"Could the fatty have guessed right?" The big black bird, carrying the bald man, muttered inwardly.

Hearing this, the fatty's eyes lit up. Revived, he flattered, "Brother Madman, you are the famed Brother Madman of the ancient times! Back then, you shook the entire continent, dominating heaven and earth...!"

The fatty's shameless flattery made the heroes want to tear his mouth apart. This guy was too unreliable, making up nonsense.

"Madman... I'll be called Madman!" His hollow eyes darted around, finally landing on the fatty's face. He laughed heartily, as if insane.

A few couldn't take it anymore, nearly fainting and foaming at the mouth. Such a terrifying figure was actually called Madman—how could they bear it?

"Did the fatty hit the jackpot?" Yang Tian rubbed his nose, full of black lines, muttering.

"Brother Madman, do you know how hard I've searched for you all these years?" The fatty wailed with snot and tears. "I crossed mountains and rivers, enduring countless hardships, to rescue you from this temple..."

The fatty's spittle flew everywhere, and many were about to explode. If the fatty managed to fool him, wouldn't that give him an invincible shield?

"Senior, don't listen to his nonsense! This fatty speaks with red lips and white teeth—clearly not a good person!" A powerful alien species couldn't stand it and jumped out to sternly denounce the fatty's evil deeds.

Hearing this, the madman's disheveled hair danced wildly. His hollow eyes were hazy with divine light, and his face showed uncertainty.

The fatty was furious. His nest-like hair stood on end as he indignantly shouted, "Brother Madman, this is one of the clans that helped the Buddhist sect suppress you back then! Now they dare slander me—how despicable..."

"Buddhist sect!" The madman erupted in fury upon hearing this. His voice boomed like divine thunder, his killing aura blazing. The fatty nearly fainted from the shock, his eyes rolling white.

"Senior, don't..." The enraged creature was about to spit blood, trying to refute, nearly dying of anger.

But as soon as he spoke, his body exploded, raining blood everywhere in a gruesome scene.

The heroes were horrified but felt like fainting. They hadn't expected the fatty to hit the madman's weak spot. Splitting them now was impossible.

"This guy really hit the jackpot..." Yang Tian couldn't help wiping cold sweat and said, "Truly, fortune and misfortune depend on each other..."

"I'll have to ask Fatty to teach me a few tricks someday..." Da Hu was full of admiration, stars in his eyes.

"Brother Madman is mighty! Truly a divine being!" The fatty flattered shamelessly, his expression utterly insufferable.

"Who else helped the Buddhist sect? Tell me one by one, and I'll kill them all!" The madman's killing aura blazed, as if he wanted to bathe the entire continent in blood.

Hearing this, the fatty beamed with joy. His gaze swept to the distant crowd in hiding, and wherever his finger pointed, they fled in terror, scared to death.

"This guy is too wicked..." Someone was nearly furious, cursing inwardly.

"It's him! His clan was the chief culprit back then!" The fatty spoke righteously, pointing directly at Yi Xing and shouting.

"You... nonsense!" Yi Xing's hairs stood on end. He nearly spat blood and fled without hesitation.

"None of you can escape!" The madman bellowed, reaching out with his hand to grab through the air, instantly freezing Yi Xing's body. A surge of overwhelming pressure attacked.

"Enough..." Suddenly, from the long-silent void came a helpless voice: "Times have changed. Truly unexpected..."

Yi Xing felt he was about to die. Then, like a heavenly sound, those words rang in his ears. He broke out in cold sweat, realizing he was still alive.

"Who's there? Come out and fight!" His attack blocked, the madman grew furious, pointing his spear at the sky and roaring.

Sensing trouble, the fatty slyly glanced at the void, fearing his newly forged connection might slip away.

"You haven't changed..." A faint laugh came from the void, as if greeting an old friend. After countless ages, what hatred was worth holding onto?

"You haven't changed?" These words made everyone's hair stand on end. Was this person connected to the one suppressed for unknown ages, or did they know each other?

"Can humans truly be immortal?" Yang Tian's eyes flickered with doubt as he murmured, "Or is he just a remnant thought from ancient times, enduring forever, immortal?"

"Hard to fathom..." The big black bird, carrying the bald man, sighed. Many things were beyond their reach.

Yun'er's jade hand tightly gripped Yang Tian's. In her heart, if she could spend a happy time with her beloved, what did death matter?

"Infuriating!" The madman roared, his disheveled hair shooting into the sky. He stomped, cracking the earth, and soared into the clouds.

Like a god crossing the void, ignoring the temple's rules, he charged upward.

The nine heavens, shrouded in mist, were pierced by the madman, creating a huge hole as his body shot inside.

The heroes held their breath, waiting long without any movement. Some even suspected the madman had been killed by a supreme figure.

After a full half-hour of silence, some grew restless. But many eyes were fixed on the fatty, especially Yi Xing, whose forehead bulged with veins, his killing intent overwhelming.

"Kill!" The Heavenly Mechanism Sect was enraged, eyes splitting. If not for the mysterious figure's intervention, their clan's most outstanding prodigy would have died.

Not only them, but also the alien species clan that had spoken earlier, along with many other terrifying beings, all wanted to tear apart the foul-mouthed fatty.

"Damn, I've stirred up a hornet's nest..." The fatty panicked, turned tail, and fled at full speed, hoping his "Brother Madman" would return to save him.