At this moment, the Mitsui Group's three Purple Realm grandmasters and three black-belt onmyōji attacked together—the killing intent from these six was enough to shake heaven and earth.
Whether samurai or onmyōji, Japanese fighters all favor the katana, so their killing aura is especially fierce. When all that force crashed down on Ryan Ling alone, you can imagine how shocking it was.
People all around were basically stunned—no one had ever seen a showdown like this. With masters of this caliber clashing, it felt like the entire street’s atmosphere was locked down tight.
Anyone trying to leave couldn’t get out; anyone trying to enter couldn’t get in. In an instant, everyone was thrown into a state of panic.
The police treated it like a full-on terror attack—over a thousand officers swarmed the area, with several armored riot vehicles rolling up. But no matter how hard they tried, they still couldn’t break through the block around Mitsui Group’s street!
Only a helicopter overhead kept looping emergency broadcasts about a terrorist attack, warning everyone nearby to evacuate immediately—after all, this was a packed downtown district.
Right at the center of the six masters, Ryan Ling was surrounded by a massive cloud of purple killing intent. Under their combined power, that purple qi was already turning black—and even solid steel would instantly melt in its presence!
"Holy crap, what level of battle is this?" Even Rose Yates was dumbfounded—she’d half-stepped into the Purple Realm herself, but facing a showdown this insane, her own strength felt totally insignificant. She was basically just a spectator!
"President, we’ve finally trapped that punk! Okamoto and the others once used this exact method to trap dozens of tiger sharks in Japan’s deep sea—there’s no way this kid’s getting out alive!"
"That’s right, President. All six Mitsui Group regional heads are attacking together—this has never happened in China before. These Chinese mongrels still refuse to bow to us, so let’s use this chance to show them the real power of Mitsui Group!"
"Exactly! If we kill Ryan Ling today, I guarantee no one in the entire Jiangdong Region will ever dare mess with us again. Forget Azure Dragon— even the top dogs in Jinling will have to give us respect. Once we lock down Jiangdong, we’ll use it as a springboard to eat away at China’s resources. Japan’s rise will be unstoppable! Chiba Shrine and even the Empire itself will shower Mitsui Group with rewards, and President, you’ll be crowned the Empire’s Golden Flower!"
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Some Mitsui Group execs burst out laughing, acting like killing Ryan Ling today was worth way more than wiping out the Chen Family. The shockwave would make all the cowardly rich guys in the Provincial Capital—and even every city and county in Jiangnorth and Jiangnan—kneel to them. That kind of win? Totally worth it!
Right now, Ryan Ling really did look trapped. He was standing there, not moving at all—everyone knew he was building up to something!
But just then, Ryan Ling suddenly shouted and blasted out two waves of force—not at the six masters attacking him, but toward both sides of the street. He was breaking the seal so the Chinese civilians could escape!
"This kid!" Even Chiharu Mitsui was stunned, eyes full of surprise. The Mitsui Group execs around her were all floored too—Japanese high-ups never cared about ordinary people, so seeing someone risk himself for civilians was a total shock.
"Brother Ryan, you...?" Rose Yates was dumbstruck outside the cordon. He was the one in the most danger, but he didn’t care about himself at all—his first thought was saving others.
"Get everyone out—minimize casualties, hurry!" Ryan Ling snapped at Rose Yates. She’d started out just admiring him, but now she was genuinely moved. She couldn’t believe a guy this loyal and righteous actually existed.
Hearing those warm words, her heart just melted.
She didn’t hesitate for a second—she immediately led everyone toward the two emergency escape routes. Nearly everyone was Mitsui Group office staff; they’d already come downstairs and were desperate for a way out. As soon as they saw a way, they bolted.
"Kid, I never thought you had this much heart. I almost respect you!"
"No kidding—a teenager putting the big picture first, risking himself for others? I’m kinda moved myself!"
"Maybe East River State should give you a medal. But attacking Mitsui Group like this? Your government’s gonna label you a terrorist! No matter what, you’re still dead meat! Hear that helicopter up there? It’s calling you a terrorist!"
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Right then, the Japanese Purple Realm grandmasters around Ryan Ling all started snickering.
"Justice is in the hearts of the people!" Ryan Ling snorted coldly, shouting back.
"Ha! Justice in the hearts of the people, huh? Stop hesitating—kill him! Let him die for his foolish mercy!" Upstairs, Chiharu Mitsui was already losing patience, shouting orders.
Down below, the three Purple Realm grandmasters didn’t hesitate. They whipped out their katana—these were Japan’s elite samurai. Purple Realm grandmasters get huge respect in Japan; maybe not quite national pillars, but absolutely top-tier. Their blades were all famous weapons, way stronger than anything the Water-Breaker Sword Sect ever had.
These guys all trained in sword arts—their power was totally focused in those blades. A single slash could topple a high-rise, and now all three were swinging at Ryan Ling. You can imagine how terrifying that was!
"Die! Die! Die!"
All three shouted, and the three black-belt onmyōji outside joined in, boosting the sword force four or five times over!
In an instant, the whole street was torn apart—bottomless sword scars split the ground, buildings collapsed, and even a twenty-story tower in the distance started to shake!
Terrifying!
This wasn’t just any fight—Purple Realm grandmasters have the strongest bodies, and battles like this only happen in national wars. In the Provincial Capital, it was unheard of.
For a moment, every top fighter in the Provincial Capital—and all across Jiangdong—focused on this scene. Everyone was shocked, but seeing Ryan Ling take on Mitsui Group alone? That kind of courage was something else.
To every martial artist in Jiangdong, Ryan Ling was now top-tier—someone worth learning from!
Mitsui Group had run wild in East River State for years—no one dared speak up. Except Ryan Ling!
Right now, you could honestly call him a national pillar—a true role model for the people!
"Report—all personnel have evacuated safely!" someone shouted from afar. Instantly, Ryan Ling’s two streams of true energy snapped back.
"Kid, you’re not seriously thinking of fighting us, are you? You still standing? Look at your wounds—about to drop any second, aren’t you? Hahaha!" One of the Purple Realm grandmasters mocked Ryan Ling when he saw him about to counterattack.
Obviously, in the rescue just now, Ryan Ling was focused on getting everyone out. Even with his crazy defenses, he’d picked up some nasty wounds—anyone would think he was finished!
But right then, a surge of power exploded skyward—a devastating force blasted out!
Three fierce sword forces struck out at once!
"You really think I’m done? You think this is all I’ve got? Idiots!" Ryan Ling sneered, shouting, "Infernal Madblade—Severing Desire, Severing Soul, Severing Spirit! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Three berserk saber slashes shot straight out of his chest—everyone watching felt their hair stand on end.
No one expected Ryan Ling to be this strong. And plenty saw it—these weren’t ordinary killing moves. They were the legendary techniques of Guihai One-Blade. Just one slash was unstoppable, let alone three at once!
In a flash, all three slashes struck the three Mitsui Group Purple Realm grandmasters. These guys were famous in Japan—Nara, Kobe, and other top names, even Japan’s so-called national pillars. But in a blink, all three were split from head to toe, blood and flesh spraying everywhere, staining the Mitsui Group’s sign...