In an instant, Dragon-Head Aaron Zhao went pale green with terror, scrambling to dodge backward. There was no way he could block that insane punch—just as a deafening boom rang out, Aaron managed to dodge, but the tank beneath him was smashed flat like a steel pancake, and several nearby howitzers were flipped over in a split second.
"That—That’s totally not human!" Commander Victor Tang’s face turned green too, so scared his eyes nearly rolled back.
"Hold him back! Aim all cannons at that demon—wipe him out!" Aaron Zhao was clearly stalling for time; the ten Void Realm bosses outside would arrive in half an hour at most. He had to hang on no matter what, just survive until backup showed.
"Retreat, everyone retreat!" But at this point Commander Victor Tang wanted nothing to do with fighting—after seeing Ryan Ling go off like that, his brain had only one thought left: run. If this kept up, he was absolutely dead meat!
"Trying to bail now? I’ll kill you myself!" Aaron Zhao wasn’t about to let him escape. He grabbed Victor Tang by the head and stomped down hard—Jiangdong Special Warfare Unit’s top commander’s skull split open, his soul sent straight to Hell.
After killing Victor Tang, Aaron Zhao ripped off several green talismans from his body, chanting creepy spells. The talismans shot out like green ghosts, swarming every tank, APC, and howitzer. All the soldiers manning the heavy weapons were instantly mind-controlled.
Everyone was totally stunned. Just seconds ago, seeing their commander get killed, they were ready to switch sides—but now, they were all under the enemy’s control.
This was obviously Aaron Zhao’s mind-control art. Azure Dragon Society could rally a million followers in Jiangdong Province in no time—besides a whole mess of evil arts, all the core members were under Aaron’s spell. Even rich guys who joined had to donate their assets, and their wives and daughters would willingly be handed over for Aaron’s enjoyment. All these dirty tricks were part of his mind-control arsenal!
"Kill, kill them all!" With Aaron Zhao barking orders like a madman, every tank and APC charged Ryan Ling like suicide bombers. He’d called Ryan a terrorist before, but now it was clear Aaron Zhao was the real terrorist here.
"Trying to stop me? Get wrecked!" Ryan Ling didn’t care about any of that. Sure, the soldiers inside were mind-controlled, but they’d followed Victor Tang into treason, attacking innocent civilians—so honestly, they deserved whatever was coming to them!
Ryan Ling didn’t hesitate for a second—he shot out, and when a howitzer tried to fire, he just slapped the shell right back into the barrel.
BOOM—the howitzer blew up on the spot!
People around felt like they’d stepped into a sci-fi flick—this kind of insane carnage was something you’d only see in movies, never in real life. But today, they were seeing it with their own eyes.
Ryan Ling was throwing punches and kicks left and right—his Foundation-Building aura was off the charts. At this point, regular explosions didn’t even faze him. That insane defense meant nothing on the field could touch him.
In an instant, nearly every tank and APC was crushed by him, and the rest of the weapons were smashed to pieces.
He’s a ghost, a demon—no way he’s human…' Even Aaron Zhao himself was losing it; Ryan’s power was enough to make him want to kneel.
Aaron Zhao, you still wanna fight me? Get on your knees, you little bug!' After smashing all the heavy weapons, Ryan stormed right up to Aaron Zhao like a death god.
Aaron Zhao shivered all over, instantly unleashing his Void Realm energy—clearly trying to put up one last fight.
Void Realm? You think that weak stuff can stand against me? I’ll just smash you!' Ryan snorted and chopped down, scattering Aaron Zhao’s Void Realm energy and shattering his armor. He went from looking like a big shot to a total beggar.
Invincible! Invincible! Invincible!' The whole crowd went wild—they’d suffered under the Azure Dragon Society for years, and now their dream of seeing Aaron Zhao crushed was finally coming true!
Haizhou exploded with excitement!
Longzhou went wild!
The entire Provincial Capital went wild!
The Azure Dragon Society had tormented Jiangdong, and worst of all, colluded with the Japanese—they were traitors through and through. Aaron Zhao, the ringleader, deserved to die a thousand times for the hatred he’d caused. People wanted to tear him apart, and everyone was shouting out the endless list of his evil deeds—things so vile, you could talk about them for days and not finish.
Aaron Zhao, did you hear that? If you don’t kneel and beg forgiveness from Jiangdong’s people right now, I’ll make you kneel!' Ryan kicked out hard, but Aaron Zhao suddenly darted back—and a massive Azure Demon Dragon burst out from his back, jaws wide open, roaring at Ryan.
The moment that monster appeared, the whole crowd freaked out—faces turned green, and even more people dropped to their knees, shouting “Dragon King!”
Ryan Ling, you see this? I’ve got the Azure Dragon protecting me—I’m the true reincarnation of the East Sea Dragon King, destined to rule Jiangdong! You may be strong, but you can’t fight destiny. You want me to kneel to these people? They don’t deserve it! They couldn’t handle a Dragon King kneeling to them!' Aaron Zhao ranted, seeing the crowd kneel, and shamelessly called himself the Dragon King.
Of course, with this “Dragon King” popping out, lots of clueless people were fooled. But not Ryan Ling—he saw through it instantly. That wasn’t a dragon at all, just a souped-up serpent dressed up by Aaron Zhao to look impressive.
Ryan Ling—and all of you—when the divine dragon appears, you’d better kneel! Kneel! Kneel!' Aaron Zhao was losing his mind, shouting like a maniac, convinced he really was the Dragon King reincarnated.
Kneel my ass! Kneel for your ancestors!' Ryan didn’t hesitate—he kicked Aaron Zhao flying and grabbed the Azure Demon Dragon by the head.
The Azure Demon Dragon was huge, but now it was being manhandled by a human—it couldn’t stand the humiliation. It thrashed wildly, trying to show off its supposed Dragon King power.
Sit down and behave, you mutt!' Ryan roared, slamming his fist down—the dragon’s scales and decorations went flying, and its whole body shuddered.
Still pretending? You dare call yourself a dragon in front of me? You’re not even worthy!' Ryan slammed another punch—the Azure Demon Dragon convulsed, its insides and bones shattered.
After seeing that, nobody was kneeling to the “Dragon King” anymore—they all knelt to Ryan Ling. He’d just proven himself as Jiangdong’s true god.
What let him finish off the fake demon dragon so quickly was the Dragon Scale inside him—it flared with light. The real Dragon Scale belonged to a true divine dragon, and sensing the imposter, it shone and helped Ryan take it out.
The demon dragon tried to beg for mercy, but Ryan Ling didn’t give it a chance—using the power of the Dragon Scale, he stomped it into a bloody pulp.
Aaron Zhao collapsed, unable to believe his secret weapon—the Azure Demon Dragon—was so easily crushed.
Aaron Zhao, time to die!' With all obstacles gone, Ryan Ling didn’t hesitate for a second…