Chapter 72: True Loss of Control

The entire spectator stand erupted in uproar.

The battle before, and the crucial reversal at the final moment, was truly beyond imagination.

In that flash of lightning and flint, it was a matter of life and death.

"Holy shit! That was so thrilling, that Muon Goat almost won, haha... Thank goodness Gune won."

"Damn... just a little bit more, that bastard, I lost over two thousand Holy Source Coins. Ah, I should have bet on Gune."

"Hahaha... I bet two thousand on Gune, though I didn't make much, I still earned over six hundred Holy Source Coins."

Amid the cheers, all kinds of discussions rose and fell, completely interwoven.

"That Gune won, but it was a pyrrhic victory!"

"To be able to win against an outburst of Divine Envoy-level strength, even a pyrrhic victory is enough to boast about. After all, he killed a force at the Divine Envoy level."

"A Transcendent Ninth Stage can win against Divine Envoy-level combat power, even if it's just entry-level combat power, that's still an extremely fearsome existence."

"Indeed! Winning is everything, better than dying."

"Exactly."

"That Gune won, but he himself was not lightly injured!"

"I could see that the flames had burned his flesh to rot and char."

"After all, it was a flame that burst out with Divine Envoy power. Against a Ninth Stage, being able to withstand it without being burned to death is already very good."

"But at the end, Gune endured an extremely astonishing soul attack, and he still hasn't come out of the pit he crashed into. Could it be..."

"Don't jinx it. If both sides die, the betting pool will be swept clean. Better to let anyone win than the arena!"

"Exactly!"

With the death of that Muon Goat, many eyes fell on the large pit where Gune was.

Don't let both die!

At this moment, many couldn't help but feel anxious.

Mutual destruction sweeping the betting pool was not unheard of.

A full half minute passed.

Only then did Gune barely climb out of the pit.

Seeing Gune come out, the audience cheered.

"Haha..."

"He's out, not dead."

"Scared me to death, I thought my hundreds of thousands of Holy Source Coins were wasted!"

"..."

As the crowd cheered.

Pfft—

With an extremely grim expression, Gune spat out a mouthful of blood.

At the same time, many dark golden blood drops on Gune turned into numerous earthworms, breaking free from his body and quickly leaving him.

Gune was clearly somewhat losing control of his Transcendence.

This scene fell into the eyes of many experts.

They could naturally tell that this was not an act, but true loss of control.

Some strong individuals began to whisper among themselves.

"Fighting to this extent, already somewhat out of control, this guy should be at his limit."

"Divine Envoy-level strength, this limit is something many envy but cannot achieve!"

"Indeed, with a quasi-demigod foundation and such powerful Divine Envoy-level combat strength, it's truly enviable."

"Hehe..."

Someone laughed lowly.

"That's not necessarily true!"

"This Gune's strength is basically exposed. Though strong, he is far from being invincible at the same rank."

"Moreover, this guy's loss of control should mean his soul source core and soul have suffered extremely severe injuries."

"Even if he can recover, you all know that this will leave some drawbacks."

"Others can target him from the soul aspect and may not necessarily lose."

"Now, many strong individuals from the Controller Nations have set their sights on this Gune."

"If they can defeat Gune, they will surely be looked upon favorably by those strong individuals from the Controller Nations. This Gune may not survive the successive soul attacks from those soul experts."

"The battles to come will be very exciting."

"Indeed."

"Hoo..."

Gune slowly stabilized his breath, took a few breaths, and then flew out along the passage.

This battle had come to an end.

...

Inside the small secret chamber.

Gune sat cross-legged on the cultivation seat.

At this moment, Gune's mind recalled the information from before at the Divine Kingdom Arena.

After the battle, Gune was summoned by a demigod strongman from the Divine Kingdom Arena.

This demigod strongman said that a strongman from a Controller Nation thought highly of Gune and hoped Gune could join their Controller Nation.

This demigod strongman was just passing the message, after all, that divine-level strongman would not easily meet a mere Transcendent Ninth Stage like Gune.

Regarding the favor of that strongman from the Controller Nation, although Gune said nothing on the surface, he was still somewhat tempted.

After all, the entire Zrumo Continent of Saint Haijiaer had only seven Controller Nations.

These seven Controller Nations were all top-tier existences.

They commanded a considerable number of large Transcendent Worlds.

If he joined them, the benefits would naturally be numerous.

However, Gune also knew the many strict rules of joining.

At least, joining a Divine Nation, basically, one couldn't come out before reaching the demigod realm.

So Gune was still somewhat hesitant for the time being.

In fact, Gune was somewhat uncomfortable with these large forces that had many rules and restrictions.

Moreover, Gune's true goal was to become a supreme and great life form.

The path of divinity was not actually Gune's single-minded pursuit.

So Gune only gave a response that he needed to think it over carefully, neither refusing nor agreeing.

As Gune was pondering, the Transcendent Door lit up.

Gune got up and opened the Transcendent Door, and what met his eyes was a beaming Duolanse.

"Made a good profit, didn't you?" Gune said teasingly after the other entered and he closed the secret chamber's Transcendent Door.

"I bet at 0.32, this time I made over two million Holy Source Coins."

Duolanse gradually restrained his smile.

"Are you okay? Just now, I heard quite a few negative rumors about you."

"The news says your soul was severely damaged, and then you had some loss of control. Could it be true?" Duolanse lowered his voice and asked.

Earlier, Duolanse had also seen Gune's scene and hadn't thought it was loss of control.

But the rumors spread more and more fiercely, and Duolanse couldn't help but suspect.

If Gune had some loss of control, that would be bad.

"Is that really how the outside rumors go?" Gune asked softly.

"How could it be false? It's said to have leaked from discussions among those demigods and divine-level strongmen."

"And those divine-level strongmen all unanimously believe you lost control."

"You couldn't have... really lost control, could you?"

Gune lowered his voice and laughed softly twice.

"Loss of control is naturally real; there's no fake in loss of control." Gune shook his head.

"But... at certain times, I often lose control; I've gotten used to it." Gune added nonchalantly.

Duolanse was taken aback. Loss of control could become normal? How did this guy survive?

"You have to understand, I'm not an ordinary person. For others, loss of control means a shaken foundation, a precursor to death."

"But for me, loss of control is no big deal, like a soul injury; it can recover quickly."

"If I didn't show some loss of control, how could I earn more Holy Source Coins?"

Earlier, Gune had used the Calamity Source Doll to deliberately make himself lose control; otherwise, a fake loss of control couldn't fool the eyes of those strongmen.

The loss of control was real, but the threat?

Nearly zero.

"You bastard!" Duolanse didn't know what to say for a moment.