"Ryan Ling, today you're dead! Kill, kill, kill!" Right now, Warren Damon had completely lost it—his Heaven‑Tribulation power in this strike was almost at third‑layer intensity. There was no way Ryan could block it!
At this moment, Ryan hadn't even released his Heaven‑Tribulation aura. Honestly, against someone like Warren, he didn't even bother using tribulation power. So everyone still thought he was just a Nascent Soul perfection cultivator, and with Warren attacking this hard, they figured Ryan would be crushed for sure!
In an instant, Ryan was wrapped up in thunder power, with the Thunder God howling all around!
"Ryan Ling, let's see how you block this! If you can survive, I'll take your surname!" Warren shouted, clearly hating Ryan to the bone.
Ryan just chuckled, "Idiot. Since you said it, get ready to change your name." He flicked his hand, and the next moment, something unbelievable happened: all those thousands of thunderbolts in the sky instantly dissolved. Even crazier, the Thunder God's roar, which had been deafening, suddenly faded away—like a fart, just gone.
"This guy—what the hell…?" You have to understand, everyone standing around was a Heaven‑Tribulation expert. Seeing this, they were all stunned—this kind of miracle was a once‑in‑a‑thousand‑years sight.
"He… he seems to have a Heaven‑Tribulation aura, but it's not complete. Looks like not even first‑layer, maybe half a layer at best. But how could that possibly block the young lord's tribulation power?" Finally, one Kunlun League elder seemed to glimpse a bit of Ryan's strength, but he was only seeing the tip of the iceberg. The real tidal wave inside Ryan was totally hidden from him.
"No way, just half‑step Heaven‑Tribulation—how could he possibly block the young lord's berserk attack? And with the Thunder God howling too, how could it all just dissolve so easily? Impossible!" Another Kunlun League elder roared, totally refusing to believe it.
Right now, everyone had question marks popping up over their heads. Ryan's cultivation was clearly just half‑step Heaven‑Tribulation—no way the tribulation experts watching could be wrong. But for this so‑called 'unqualified' tribulation cultivator to block Warren's nearly third‑layer Heaven‑Tribulation strike? Who could believe that!
As for Warren Damon, he was even less willing to accept it. Gritting his teeth, face flushed, practically steaming from the top of his head, he didn't hesitate for a second. Change his surname to Ryan's? Not a chance.
Without thinking, Warren Damon lunged straight at Ryan. A second ago he was still using some techniques and tricks, but now, totally desperate, he just threw everything out the window. It was pure chaos—Warren launched a thousand wild punches at Ryan in an instant!
Thunder Strike!
Thunder-God Howl!
Ryan couldn't care less about any of those moves. No way he'd bother dodging wild punches like that!
"Moron!" Ryan sneered, not hesitating for a second. He flicked his palm—casual as could be, but actually insanely powerful. In the blink of an eye, Warren's entire attack was wiped out. His clothes, which had looked all proper a moment ago, were instantly shredded by Ryan, leaving him looking like a total beggar, and Ryan grabbed him by the neck, locking him in place.
And all of that happened in a split second!
"You bastard, fight me! Today I'm making you kneel and eat shit!" Ryan squeezed Warren's neck and instantly slapped his face into a swollen pig head—the sound of those slaps was honestly the most satisfying thing ever!
"Nice one, Ryan!" The Ghost Elder inside him shouted with excitement too.
Honestly, that move of Ryan's was just too damn cathartic.
Warren Damon was a total thug in the Netherworld, relying on his dad—the Western Pacifying King—to commit every crime in the book. Just look at what he did to Zoe Zhong. Now, seeing him get wrecked by Ryan, of course the Ghost Elder was loving it!
Right next to Ryan, Jenny Chen was totally stunned. Ryan's power was just insane, and she was the closest one seeing all of it firsthand. She couldn't even speak—those few thousand thunderbolts Warren threw out were nothing. The thunder swirling inside Ryan was like an ocean compared to a little creek; it was a total wipeout.
"I can't believe Anqi landed a boyfriend this strong—talk about hitting the jackpot! That physique, that aura, that power… he's the model of a real man. Sigh, if only I had that kind of luck. Too bad for me!" Jenny was sighing to herself, totally jealous, and hugged Ryan even tighter. Sure, things were safer now, but she wasn't planning to let go anytime soon.
"Auntie, can you let go now? Relax, it's all good!" Ryan had already pinned Warren and dealt a fatal blow to the Western Pacifying King and the Kunlun League—he couldn't just let Jenny keep clinging to him, especially since having an elder relative hug him like this was seriously embarrassing.
"I told you, stop calling me 'auntie'! Do I look that old to you?" Jenny was already jealous of Anqi, and hearing Ryan still call her 'auntie' just made her pout and act all cutesy.
"Uh… then what should I call you?" Ryan was a little lost—seriously, at a moment like this, Jenny was still making a fuss. Chen Family women really were a handful.
"Call me Zhenzhen-jie, not 'auntie.' I'm barely in my thirties, not even forty yet, so don't make me sound like I'm fifty or sixty, okay?" Jenny insisted.
"Alright, Zhenzhen-jie it is. Now can you please let go? I'm kinda in the middle of something here!" Ryan said quickly.
"Fine, since you called me 'jie,' I'll let go for now. But you can't just ditch me, okay? I'm still freaked out—so you'd better carry me back later, got it?" Jenny added immediately.
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"Seriously, why are Chen Family people all so shameless?" Ryan was about to cough up blood—at a time like this, Jenny had totally dropped her 'heroic woman' act and was just clinging to him like a lovesick little girl.
"Excuse me? After all the times you groped me, now you're calling me shameless? Who grabbed my butt just now? Who copped a feel?" Jenny Chen immediately shot back, her tone extra fierce.
"Alright, alright, you win! I take it back, can you please just chill out a little?" Ryan was speechless—Jenny really was something else. Not only super proud, but also totally bossy. No wonder she was pushing forty and still single!
Of course, Ryan didn't actually dare say that last part out loud. Instead, he stomped Warren Damon straight into the ground, making the bastard wail for his daddy, screaming for the Western Pacifying King.
"Scumbag! Still got the nerve to call for your old man? You've trashed your dad's reputation already. You think you can mess with me? Dream on! Now eat shit!" Ryan didn't hesitate—he conjured a lump of dog crap out of thin air and shoved it right into Warren's mouth. Honestly, this kind of humiliation was even more satisfying than killing him outright!
Warren Damon let out a totally crazed scream—he'd just destroyed his father's reputation completely!
"Damn it, what are you all standing around for? Save him already!" To the crowd, all this seemed to take forever, but it was really just a split second. Seeing Warren get wrecked like that was a total slap in the face for the Western Pacifying King's household and the Kunlun League bigwigs.
"Kill him! Kill that bastard! If we don't take him out today, how can we ever show our faces again?" Several Heaven‑Tribulation third‑layer, even fourth‑layer experts shouted. Their power was way above Warren's, and suddenly thousands of thunderbolts exploded into action. The entire Kunlun League HQ was covered in lightning—dozens of square kilometers sealed off. Compared to Warren, this was on a whole other level!
In an instant, at least ten Kunlun League elders plus seven or eight retainers from the Western Pacifying King's household surrounded Ryan. The scene was absolutely earth‑shaking!
Ryan alone clearly couldn't block that many people attacking together!
"Release the young lord, or you'll be torn apart alive!" The elders roared. A Thunder God phantom appeared overhead, its giant claw poised right above Ryan's head—ready to crush him to death the moment it struck…