The moment Ghost Elder finished speaking, Ryan Ling didn’t hesitate for a second!
Those Niyama bastards have always been on his hit list. If they knew what was good for them, Ryan might’ve let them live. But if they dared to stand against him, he’d just wipe out their whole damn country.
Niyama’s losers had always been thick with the Kunlun League. Ryan had zero mercy for scum like that!
After settling the Divine Dragon, Ryan turned his gaze to Guihai One-Blade. The Divine Dragon was in trouble—they couldn’t just sit back. Ryan had to storm Niyama himself. But Huaxia’s South was on the edge too: Kenneth Li and Xue Yue were holding the line against the North, facing insane pressure. The media frenzy was still raging, and with Kunlun League backing the North, who knew what dirty tricks they’d pull next? The whole situation was teetering on the brink of do-or-die.
The Century Witch, plus Hua Tiandu, Adrian Lin, and their crew, definitely wouldn’t give the South much time. The gap between North and South was massive—one stomp from them and the whole city of Jinling could get wrecked.
And Kunlun League’s hunger to swallow Huaxia has always been obvious. The only thing holding them back is public scrutiny. But if they ever go all-out, it’ll be too late to stop anything!
That’s why, for the Niyama raid, Ryan could handle it solo. The South needed backup, and Guihai One-Blade’s power had already hit ninth-tier God Realm—more than enough to sweep through Huaxia.
Forget Hua Tiandu and Adrian Lin—even the Century Witch, Guihai One-Blade could go toe-to-toe with her. Sure, Kunlun League’s forces in Huaxia were way more than just the Century Witch, but once Guihai One-Blade started swinging, the North would have to think twice. That’s all Ryan needed: time!
Without a second thought, Guihai One-Blade set out and headed straight back to Jinling.
Once Ryan settled the Divine Dragon, he made for Niyama at once. Paula Bloom wasn’t about to let him go alone—she’d spent years dealing with Shaman Cult folks and knew the black wizards of Niyama inside out. Since she wanted to join, Ryan didn’t say no.
Southeast Asia has always been a stronghold for the Shaman Cult.
The Shaman Cult isn’t just rampant in Huaxia’s South—it’s got the oldest traditions, the biggest network, and the deepest roots worldwide. Even scarier, it’s got some insanely powerful shaman gods.
The power of these shaman gods is off the charts. Even someone like Master Azan—basically royalty in Southeast Asia—would bow and scrape in front of them, no questions asked. And here’s the kicker: according to Paula Bloom, one of those shaman gods once slaughtered Huaxia’s Celestial Masters back in WWII. The whole Celestial Master team got wiped out overnight, letting the Japanese army roll right in!
So yeah, you couldn’t ignore the shaman gods of the Cult.
And besides those top shaman gods, there’s another big name in Southeast Asia’s Shaman Cult—the nastiest old hag of all: Grandmother Long.
Now, based on the evidence, Grandmother Long is actually Kunlun League’s Southeast Asia rep. Her power’s off the charts—almost on par with the shaman gods themselves!
Of course, besides those two heavyweights, every country in this massive region has its own top Shaman Cult master. Count Master Azan in, and you’ve got the so-called Five Ancestors of the Cult.
They don’t just control tens of thousands of black wizards—they’ve got millions of troops at their command. Even the presidents of these countries are their disciples. This is not a force you want to underestimate.
Niyama is the heart of the whole Shaman Cult. With Master Azan so quick and sharp, he’s already back in Niyama, locking down defenses. No doubt about it—Niyama’s a tough nut to crack!
On the way, Paula Bloom spilled everything she knew to Ryan.
“Ryan, you’ve gotta be careful. Sure, we took down Ksitigarbha, but the road ahead isn’t all sunshine and rainbows!” Paula Bloom frowned.
“Heh, what’s there to be scared of?” Ryan cracked his knuckles. He wasn’t afraid of anything now—there was no turning back. Honestly, he was itching to throw down with these big shots.
He’d just hit the Nascent Soul stage, but hadn’t gone all out yet. With his internal fire blazing, he wasn’t just out for the Divine Dragon—he was ready to paint Niyama red. Even for his own breakthrough, he needed to take down a few big names!
“You stay here and wait for me. Speed’s everything—this time, I’m not just wiping out those damn black wizards, I might have to throw down with Niyama’s army too. Don’t move, you’d just slow me down.” Ryan finished, flicked his sword, and shot off in a streak of blue light.
Paula Bloom blushed. No one in Qiongzhou had ever dared call her dead weight. Plus, she’d hit fifth-tier God Realm—top ten in all of Huaxia, easy.
But watching Ryan blast off like a rocket, Paula was more shocked than anyone.
In the Crystal Palace, both she and Guihai One-Blade had leveled up like crazy—their power had skyrocketed!
But deep down, Paula knew Ryan’s power was on another level—like, world-shaking different.
Calling him a ‘god’ honestly wasn’t even an exaggeration!
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Right now, at Niyama’s coastal border, soldiers were busy fortifying the area. Armored vehicles were everywhere—Master Azan’s orders had definitely gotten through. The whole country was on lockdown!
Even with martial law in effect, most of the troops hadn’t seen real combat in ages. They were pretty slack—some smoking, others just shooting the breeze. Clearly, nobody was taking the brass too seriously.
For them, squeezing a bit more cash out of border duty was the real deal. All those high-level power struggles? Not their problem.
“They say someone’s gonna attack Niyama today. You think that’s for real?”
“Total crap. Who’d come? Who’d dare? Just at this checkpoint, we’ve got a hundred cannons pointed at the coast. Anyone dumb enough to show up is just asking to die!”
The border troops kept smoking and chatting, totally relaxed.
But just then, someone started pointing out at the sea, yelling and waving!
“Hey, look—what’s that?”
Everyone looked up. A streak of blue light tore across the sea, trailing a long line of golden radiance—like an immortal flying through the sky!
And standing right on that golden light was a man—definitely Huaxia, tall as hell, radiating a mysterious, celestial aura. Just seeing him made people want to kneel!
“Is this Niyama?”
The guy who looked like an immortal stared at the crowd. Every soldier was dumbstruck—nobody even knew how to answer!
“You don’t speak human?” The newcomer was none other than Ryan. He gave a cold laugh, then strode straight in.
In a flash, all three checkpoints exploded. Big trucks blocking the road were flipped like toys.
Even the dumbest soldier knew now—this was an enemy attack!
“Stop him! Stop him!” The border commander yelled at the top of his lungs.
In an instant, a thousand rifles opened fire on Ryan.
But the bullets didn’t do a damn thing to him.
Ryan glanced back—every gun melted, bullets flew everywhere, and in a split second, hundreds of soldiers were dead!
“What kind of monster is this? How can anyone be this strong?” The whole border was chaos. Even the small warships offshore started firing at Ryan—everyone was in full combat mode now.
“Courting death!” Ryan sneered, then shot into the air. Blades appeared behind him, sweeping out in every direction.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
Three consecutive strikes!
In an instant, three Niyama warships were sliced clean in half!
“Enemy attack! Enemy attack! Niyama’s in danger—there’s a powerful enemy—” The border commander didn’t even finish his sentence before his head went flying.
“Master Azan! All you Niyama black wizards, come out and die! I—Ryan Ling—am here!” Ryan grabbed the radio, gritting his teeth.