Chapter 1554: Complete Victory

**Volume 3, Chapter 1558: Complete Victory**

Divine Underworld's face was lined with frustration. Listening to the little chubby boy's nonsensical remarks, he couldn't refute a single word. After all, how could he argue with a child who looked only two or three years old?

"I'll stomp on your lungs!""Kid, when you go home, your mom won't even recognize you; she'll call you a fat pig's head!""If you want to fight me, even the Heavenly King wouldn't dare. A little brat like you wants to compete with me? You're worlds apart!"

The little chubby boy kept muttering and chanting, old-fashioned and arrogant, all while suppressing his opponent, seemingly unaware of how tiny he himself was. Everyone was utterly speechless. What was supposed to be a fierce battle, potentially drawing out ancient supremes from the Seven Great Life Restricted Zones, had unexpectedly devolved into this. Many wanted to laugh; this little chubby boy was too mischievous. So tiny, yet where did he learn these words and habits? It was truly impossible to hold back laughter.

"I'll stomp on your lungs, I'll hit your stomach, and then I'll give you two potstickers!" Even though the little chubby boy was inside the Immortal Source, he had many tricks, none of them repeated.

"What, still not convinced? Youngsters are really stubborn. Watch how I, an old man, teach you a lesson until you submit!" The divine child excitedly yelled, using all the methods that Li Tian, Black Emperor, and Ye Fan had previously used against him, tirelessly and gleefully. Having been suppressed for so many years, he finally found a punching bag he could pummel as much as he liked. This made him incredibly delighted, practically jumping for joy.

"You naughty brat, calling you stubborn, calling you unwilling to admit defeat! I'll beat you until you sing a song of surrender whenever you see me!" Hearing the divine child's increasingly arrogant voice, Divine Underworld's expression grew darker and darker. This was the first time in his life he had experienced such impudence and arrogance—his own child being beaten so brazenly right in front of him.

"I stomp, stomp you into a pig's head!" The little chubby boy struggled within the Immortal Source, repeatedly bumping into Ming Ren's face, instantly leaving him bruised and swollen as if he'd been embraced by a bear. Divine Underworld continued to endure, not saying a word, quietly watching his son being beaten, viewing it as a form of tempering. Ming Ren's life had been too smooth since birth, and Divine Underworld felt it was good for him to experience some setbacks in his youth.

"Little thing, do you submit or not? If not, I'll beat you so badly that not only will your own father not recognize you, but even your grandfather won't dare to claim you!" the little chubby boy declared arrogantly.

"You little sprout, I won't submit!" Ming Ren was already frantic. With his status as a descendant of a Supreme Being, when had he ever suffered such oppression? He was nearly fainting from rage.

"Thump," "thump"...

Another round of severe beating ensued, but Divine Underworld still endured, not uttering a sound. Yet, in his heart, he felt incredibly uncomfortable. The grandson of a Supreme Being being bullied like this was almost unheard of throughout history.

"You're really too weak, you can't even take a beating! It looks like you won't last much longer, huh?" The little chubby boy said enthusiastically and hopefully, "How about you take me as your master? I'm definitely stronger than your dad."

"What on earth is he saying?" Divine Underworld's face darkened further. He was almost at his limit, but... he still endured.

"Little sprout, you dead fatty, I'm not done with you! This is to the death!" Ming Ren roared in fury, but he was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

"Kid, you're really not sensible. I gave you a chance, but you don't know what's good for you. If you don't take me as your master, I'll destroy you!" the divine child threatened fiercely. Unfortunately, he was too small and lacked the imposing aura, but he still yelled, "Join my sect, and in the future, let alone beating up your dad, even knocking your grandpa down won't be a problem!" As the little chubby boy spoke excitedly, saliva began to spray from his mouth.

Divine Underworld's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot. Previously, he had considered his son exceptional among the descendants of Supreme Beings, a rare talent in the world, yet now he was being so utterly humiliated. What was more, this little chubby boy was incredibly arrogant, not only beating his son but also ridiculing him, the father. The most infuriating part was that even Divine Underworld's own father was dragged into it. This was truly frustrating, yet he had no way to vent his anger. The child was simply too small. If he were an adult, Divine Underworld would have long since smashed him to pieces to save trouble.

Divine Underworld had never felt so provoked before. He was an incredibly proud man, considering himself unrivaled among his peers, yet he was now in such an awkward position, watching his son being beaten right in front of him.

"Good, my training of you hasn't been in vain. You've finally made some progress!" In the distance, the large black dog reappeared, offering such encouraging words upon its arrival. The little chubby boy ignored the Black Emperor. He resented it for bullying him before, but he couldn't suppress his current excitement. He remained gleefully mischievous, continuing his grand task of pummelling people.

"Enough! Ming Ren has lost this battle!" Divine Underworld truly couldn't endure it any longer. He felt that instead of tempering his son's character, this was more a test of his own patience. This little chubby boy was too unrestrained. If this continued, he would likely not only insult them, father and son, but also show great disrespect to his Supreme father. The consequences of that would be severe; Supreme Beings could not be humiliated, and even a child should not speak like that.

When Divine Underworld summoned Ming Ren back, the boy immediately fainted on the spot. This was entirely due to rage. Although there were enchantments on his body that generally prevented anyone from harming him, the feeling of shame and indignation overwhelmed him.

Everyone exchanged glances. Although they had found it amusing to watch, the shock in their hearts was profound. Especially now, in the quiet, the more they thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed. That was a descendant of a Supreme Being, yet he was so easily suppressed, utterly no match. What was the origin of this little chubby boy? He was too terrifying. By this point, naturally, many people recognized the Immortal Source, and the news spread, making it known to all. People became even more awestruck. This was a heaven-defying immortal artifact, probably not even found in large quantities within the Restricted Zones.

Dark Bodhi fell silent for a moment, contemplating the ancient supremes. This child must be a descendant of one of them, otherwise, such abnormality, defying all reason, would be impossible. Born a saint—this concept theoretically existed, but to actually have such a person appear was truly horrifying.

"Well, have you admitted defeat? Then slap yourself and apologize!" the Black Emperor said brazenly. This attitude stunned everyone. This was, after all, in the presence of a being from a Restricted Zone. Many immediately realized, feeling that the divine child's recent behavior was inextricably linked to the large black dog. Their styles were similar, quite alike. Could it be Wushi's descendant? Everyone who considered this possibility felt their hair stand on end.

"What a fine child, ruined like this!" people lamented. However, when the large black dog bared its fangs, everyone fell silent. This dog was too unique and ferocious.

Divine Underworld remained expressionless, not conceding defeat. He said, "Didn't I say there's still another child?" At this point, could there truly be another child in this world who could surpass the divine child? Almost no one believed it; they all showed surprise, thinking Divine Underworld was just putting on a brave front, perhaps about to erupt in furious rage and start a massacre.

However, Divine Underworld's face was calm. He waved his hand backward, and two children approached together. One of them was particularly special; aside from the swirling chaotic energy, an aura of a primordial fierce beast emanated from him. Especially when Divine Underworld stroked his head, the child's aura intensified, as if he had slain millions of beings, an aura of boundless terror. Ming Ren and the other child were ignored by everyone; only he was in their eyes. All gazes converged on him, as he sent shivers down people's spines.

This child also looked six or seven years old, with red lips, white teeth, eyes like gems, and a handsome appearance—a very lovable little fellow. People couldn't understand why such monstrous killing intent emanated from him, completely inconsistent with his demeanor and aura, as if he possessed two souls.

"This is my elder brother," Divine Underworld stated truthfully, not concealing anything. But this single sentence immediately caused an uproar, stunning everyone with its incredibility. This was a mere child; how could he be the elder brother of a Great Saint-level Imperial son?

"In the past, he experienced a cataclysmic war, what you humans call the Dark Turmoil. He was injured and became like this, indistinguishable from a child," Divine Underworld confessed. He openly stated that the divine child's origin was mysterious and could no longer be called a child, so bringing out a different kind of child did not violate their agreement.

A true Emperor's son, one who once reigned supreme and dominated the world, now appearing in this state—how much divine might did he retain? Everyone felt both nervous and expectant. Ye Fan waved his hand, bringing the little chubby boy over and preventing him from acting despite his eagerness. Based on his intuition, Ye Fan knew that the special Emperor's son opposite them was not to be trifled with. Although that person had transformed into a child, his fundamental essence had likely not weakened too much; it was still there, and he might cause the divine child to suffer a disadvantage.

"Let him come over then; we'll switch out someone on our side too," said the Black Emperor, standing upright with its large paws behind its back, an air of arrogance about it. But no matter how one looked at it, it just seemed to be asking for a beating, making people want to give it a good thrashing.

This little boy, named Shen You, walked over. His killing aura was overwhelming; he looked innocent, and his eyes were clear, yet his presence made many elder figures tremble. The large black dog then beckoned for Little Niuniu to come forward.

"Niuniu doesn't know how to fight," the little girl said, a bit embarrassed, unsure what to do. Her big eyes blinked as she looked at Ye Fan for help.

Ye Fan smiled and said, "Just go forward and treat him like a playmate. You don't need to do anything."

Little Niuniu stepped forward, looking only two or three years old, like a porcelain doll with clear, bright eyes. Shen You's terrifying aura had absolutely no effect on her whatsoever.

"Attack!" Divine Underworld whispered.

A cold glint flashed in Shen You's eyes, as if something awakened within him. His body instantly erupted with an ocean-like killing aura, enough to shatter heaven and earth in an instant. However, when he raised his small hand and charged towards Little Niuniu, he suddenly trembled, and terror appeared in his eyes. At that moment, many people saw a terrifying scene behind Little Niuniu: countless bodies lay strewn, and on an ancient battlefield, it was as if Emperors and Sovereigns had perished. Brilliant light of ascension burst forth. She seemed to have slain her way through the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, peerless and supreme, having traversed through eternity before ascending to immortality.