1443 A Hopeless Situation? (1/2)

After destroying the cage and killing so many guards, Bu Fang finally attracted the attention of the Mo Family's mid-grade Gods. Three of them had descended. Their terrible divine pressure spread, joined into a great curtain, and fell onto him.

It was a very uncomfortable feeling. Even though Bu Fang's divine sense was strong, it was hard for him to break the suppression from the divine sense of three mid-grade Gods.

Er Ha sucked in a cold breath. This was the first time he felt such great terror. It was only when he came to the Divine Dynasty that he realized how weak the Netherworld was. In the face of these horrible existences, the Netherworld was as weak as a speck of dust. Of course, that did not include Mu Hongzi, who he could not see through.

With a thought, Bu Fang sent Nethery and Er Ha into the Heaven and Earth Farmland. If these mid-grade Gods did not appear, he might still have the confidence to bring them out. Now that they were here, he could not guarantee his friends' safety while fighting such formidable foes. So he sent them into the farmland without asking their opinion.

The experts in the guest house were smiling. The death of a talented Demigod was definitely something that excited them, and they were actually happy to see that happen. They had all been suppressed by those talented Demigods, and now that they could witness the fall of one of them, they naturally felt very happy.

”You're dead! How dare you trespass the Mo Family and even murder so many people! No one can save you now!” Mo Hen growled madly as he stared at Bu Fang. He looked bedraggled. The failure of the plan was a great blow to him. This meant that his plan to change his talent had come to nothing. Even a normally calm person would become irritable at this moment.

The three old men in the sky glanced at Mo Hen and sighed. They knew what his ambition was. He just wanted to change his talent and become someone comparable to an heir.

The young man beside them gave Mo Hen a sideways glance. When he saw the latter's crazed look, he twitched his lips disdainfully and said in a cold voice, ”A good-for-nothing! Old misters, you don't have to do anything for now. Let me handle this guy.”

The three old men looked at each other and nodded. ”Be careful, my lord.”

”Don't worry. I want to see how strong the genius who had defeated King Pingyang's son is. Of course, I also want to know how strong the legendary Law of Transmigration is!”

The young man roared. His aura began to climb as the Power of Law emerged over his head. Then, with an arrogant look, he stepped forward and faced Bu Fang across a distance.

He was a little excited. If he could make a talented Demigod surrender to him, his status and reputation in the capital would certainly soar. He might even surpass those geniuses like King Pingyang's son.

Surrender? Bu Fang's face was indifferent. He glanced at Mo Cang as if he were an idiot, wondering where this guy got his confidence.

Suddenly, Mo Cang's Power of Law surged. Bu Fang felt his body become as heavy as a mountain in an instant, as though a great mountain was pressing down on him. At the same time, the ground under his feet crumbled and caved in.

Mo Cang sneered. ”The Law I am comprehending is the Law of Gravity. How are you going to resist gravity that is tenfold or even one-thousandfold stronger?” He walked in the air toward Bu Fang, waving a hand. With every wave, Bu Fang felt the pressure on him grow stronger.

The experts in the guest house sucked in their breaths. ”Look, that's Mo Cang! He's the heir of the Mo Family, and his strength is comparable to that of King Pingyang's son! He is comprehending the Law of Gravity, and he can attack his enemy with a gravity that is one-thousandfold stronger!”

Mo Hen was very jealous. 'He's valued by the family only because of his talent! Without that talent, he's nothing!' he thought to himself. He felt it was unfair. He had worked so hard and earned the family countless resources, but these resources eventually went to Mo Cang.

He was confident that if he was as talented as Mo Cang, he would make a name for himself, and he would even dare to fight King Pingyang's son!

The three mid-grade Gods were very satisfied with Mo Cang's attack, and they smiled at each other.

”The young master is getting better at using the Law of Gravity…”

”True. I think he's about to break through to the God Realm. Once he succeeds, he will have a great chance to become a Perfected God in the future!”

”If the Mo Family can have one more Perfected God, it will certainly become the leader of all the aristocratic families in the divine dynasty!”

The three old men were very excited.

Bu Fang's hair fluttered, and his eyes were as sharp as blades. 'The Law of Gravity?' With an expressionless face, he looked up at Mo Cang, who was laughing confidently in the sky. He twitched the corner of his mouth. Even with a thousand times the weight of gravity on his back, Bu Fang remained calm.

He exhaled softly. The next moment, the Law of Transmigration swirled over his head while Runes of Law emerged and surrounded him. The terrible force of gravity was immediately gone. This was the overwhelming advantage of the supreme Law of the Universe over the other Laws.

Bu Fang clenched his fist, and then he disappeared from where he stood as if he had been teleported away. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Mo Cang.

The speed startled Mo Cang. ”How could you…”

The scene took everyone by surprise. They never expected that the one-thousandfold gravity would be ineffective against Bu Fang.

”The Law of Gravity? What rubbish…” Bu Fang said. After that, he threw out his fist and struck Mo Cang in the belly.