But even seventy percent of that power was enough to annihilate all five life-bound gods!
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In an instant, the five forces turned into five berserk punches. The biggest of the five killing gods took a direct hit to the chest, caving it in, while the other four tried to block but their bodies were nearly deformed on the spot!
"How strong is he, really?" The Lord Shaman watched, body retreating, legs shaking so hard he nearly dropped to his knees!
"Grandmother Long, where the hell are the Kunlun League reinforcements?" The Lord Shaman shot her a desperate glare, teeth clenched, clearly realizing even five life-bound gods couldn't hold off Ryan Ling, the one-man army!
"They should be here any minute. We have to hold him off together—if we don't, it's burial time for both of us!" Grandmother Long was scared stiff but couldn't back down; the Kunlun League had a death rule—surrender or retreat meant certain death.
"Damn you, old hag! You're gonna get me killed!" The Lord Shaman was out of options—at this point, there was no turning back, and no room left for negotiation!
"Cut the crap! Seven-Star Massacre Array—if we die here today, at least we'll drag this punk down with us!" Grandmother Long's face went ghost-white as she spoke.
"What did you say? Are you insane?" The Lord Shaman's hair nearly stood on end at Grandmother Long's words.
The Seven-Star Massacre Array was a doomsday formation engineered by the Shaman Sect and Kunlun League—meant for wiping out Middle Eastern terrorists, huge pirate organizations, and any anti-Kunlun forces hiding worldwide. It was a total extinction strike!
If they triggered it here in Niyama's capital, it would practically mean wiping out their own kind!
This wasn't just the heart of Niyama—it was the Shaman Cult's headquarters. No matter how ruthless, the Lord Shaman would never use such a move in his own backyard.
But Grandmother Long couldn't care less. She shouted, "Old Shaman, look at the situation! Forget capturing him—if we can stall him for just half a quarter-hour, the other Kunlun League leaders will close in and we'll be heroes. Sacrificing Niyama is nothing! Kunlun will give you half of China for your new Shaman Cult HQ. Think about it—this deal is massive!"
"But, but..." The Lord Shaman tried to protest.
But the five life-bound gods overhead couldn't hold out any longer. Under Ryan Ling's iron fists, their bodies were nearly pulverized—even after pulling out their Dao Artifacts, all five were still smashed by Ryan Ling's punches!
Seeing this, the Lord Shaman gritted his teeth and roared, "Do it!"
As soon as he spoke, Grandmother Long turned into a blazing gold star in midair, and the five life-bound gods instantly transformed into five more golden stars.
"Old Shaman, now! Don't miss the chance!" Grandmother Long shouted again.
The Lord Shaman, helpless, leapt up and transformed into a golden star himself.
In a blink, seven stars blazed over the whole city!
"Man, they're ruthless!" Ryan Ling froze—a split second later, the temperature around him shot up. Niyama's capital had been sitting at thirty degrees, but it was suddenly forty and still climbing.
People started collapsing everywhere, unable to get up, and that included a ton of black wizards.
"Seven-Star Massacre Array—these maniacs actually mastered an extinction formation like this? Unreal!" The Ghost Elder exclaimed. The Seven-Star Massacre Array was one of the Netherworld's top killing formations, banned by Lord Yama for being too bloody and evil. It hadn't appeared for a century, but thanks to that lunatic Damon, not only did Infernal Rakshasa Ksitigarbha break out of the Eighteenth Level of Hell, now even this inhuman formation was unleashed.
"Ryan Ling!" The Ghost Elder steadied himself and suddenly shouted.
"Here!" Ryan Ling looked up at the Ghost Elder, knowing this formation had struck a nerve.
"Unleash your strongest Nascent Soul power—wipe these bastards out, leave none alive!"
The Ghost Elder finished and couldn't help shuddering.
"Got it!" Ryan Ling nodded, seeing the people of Niyama collapse all around him. He couldn't hold back any longer.
But just then, the Lord Shaman, Grandmother Long, and the five life-bound gods all shouted at once, and Niyama's capital burst into flames—turning into a hellish furnace in a blink!
Ryan Ling stood right at the furnace's heart. Flames erupted everywhere, black miasma and Yin qi boiled, and the area for dozens of meters around him became a literal death zone.
But that was just the first stage. As the flames raged, countless blades materialized in the air—each one dripping with bloodlust. In a flash, the city's civilians were shredded into meat paste, stirred right into the chaos.
Even Ryan Ling's powerful aura was caught and mixed into the killing field!
Even seventy percent of Nascent Soul power couldn't withstand the Seven-Star Massacre Array's insane force!
"Kid, even if you're a once-in-a-century freak, you can't escape the Seven-Star Massacre suppression. You're just a quasi-Yama—today, you'll crash and burn in Niyama!" Grandmother Long yelled. At this point, the Kunlun League's Southeast Asia rep was calling the shots, and the once-mighty Lord Shaman was basically her sidekick.
Seven beams of golden light crashed down, compressing magma, blades, and poisonous miasma into a single monstrous mass of killing qi—like a giant hell-mouth—and in one gulp, it swallowed Ryan Ling whole!
At that moment, Ryan Ling's aura vanished!
It was as if he'd been yanked into another world!
"Ryan Ling is dead! Notify the other Kunlun League bosses—this is our big break!" Grandmother Long burst out laughing. Even if nearly a million died in Niyama's capital, taking out Ryan Ling was worth it to them!
At that moment, satellites from all the world's major powers zoomed in on the scene. Everyone saw Ryan Ling get swallowed by the giant mouth of killing qi—and were totally stunned!
Everyone started guessing—was Ryan Ling really dead?
Heads of state were trading messages. Ryan Ling wasn't just a person anymore—he represented the power of Huaxia martial arts, and his life or death could shake global stability.
One minute ticked by—no sign of life!
Two minutes passed—still nothing!
......
Up in Niyama's sky, Grandmother Long was practically dancing with excitement, and even the shell-shocked Lord Shaman started regaining his swagger.
Everyone knew—Ryan Ling was worth more than anything else.
But just as they were celebrating, suddenly...
"Ryan Ling is dead! Notify the other Kunlun League bosses—this is our big break!" Grandmother Long burst out laughing. Even if nearly a million died in Niyama's capital, taking out Ryan Ling was worth it to them!
At that moment, satellites from all the world's major powers zoomed in on the scene. Everyone saw Ryan Ling get swallowed by the giant mouth of killing qi—and were totally stunned!
Everyone started guessing—was Ryan Ling really dead?
Heads of state were trading messages. Ryan Ling wasn't just a person anymore—he represented the power of Huaxia martial arts, and his life or death could shake global stability.
One minute ticked by—no sign of life!
Two minutes passed—still nothing!
......
Up in Niyama's sky, Grandmother Long was practically dancing with excitement, and even the shell-shocked Lord Shaman started regaining his swagger.
Everyone knew—Ryan Ling was worth more than anything else.
But just as they were celebrating, suddenly...