Niyama’s capital isn’t just the heart of Southeast Asia—it’s also the core of the Shaman Cult. Across a dozen countries in the region, shamanism rules, but the center of all centers is right here!
Sure, Niyama and the rest of the Southeast Asian countries aren’t exactly known for fancy buildings, but the capital? Total eye candy—straight-up gorgeous!
Ryan Ling stands on the outskirts, overlooking this imposing city. In front of him? Armies scrambling in from every direction, totally panicked. After Niyama’s six elite divisions got wiped out, the rest are just a bunch of ragtag troops—not even worth mentioning. And right now, these capital defenders? Every face is pure terror.
Obviously, after half an hour of nonstop attacks, Niyama’s been left totally shell-shocked. Pretty much everyone thinks it’s some god attacking them—not a human!
Right now, every radar’s locked onto Ryan Ling, but nobody dares get close. Recon planes just circle at a distance, not even daring to turn on their lights—they’re scared of getting shot down!
This city—supposedly the most heavily defended in Southeast Asia—has totally lost its former glory!
Inside the residence of Niyama’s top leader, everyone is so nervous they’re practically sweating bullets.
“The enemy’s right in front of us—all our defenses are out of control!”
“All the anti-air missiles around us seem to be dead. The engineers went to fix them, but they just can’t get anything working!”
“That guy’s already in the city! All the barriers around us are down, and his aura’s about to cover the whole place!”
Right now, the entire capital is shrouded in dark clouds, and a nonstop barrage of bad news is hammering the president's heart.
Every scrap of info about Ryan Ling is spread out in front of him. This top-tier freak wiped out all of Japan—now the whole country’s toast. And back in China, he’s slaughtered every powerhouse in his way. These days, he’s called the top prodigy of China’s younger generation, a one-man army. Scariest part? The guy’s never lost a single duel.
Even the U.S. and Russia have labeled him the most terrifying fighter alive!
“Who can go stop this guy for me?” President Su Jia’s voice is so weak it’s almost a whimper.
“Impossible! All of Niyama’s elite troops have already been wiped out by him. They don’t have the strength to face him anymore. Honestly, we should just negotiate—he’s not even here for Niyama, he’s after those troublemaking black wizards!” one trembling advisor blurts out.
“Idiot! You let him chase us all the way to the capital? We’ve got nowhere left to run. You want to negotiate now—have you no shame? Drop dead!” Su Jia snarls, then straight-up chops the advisor’s neck in half.
“Gather every ounce of strength we have! Even if Niyama gets wiped off the map today, we have to block him! And send an urgent order to the U.S. Seventh Fleet—if America can bail us out, I’ll gladly make us their vassal!” Su Jia snaps.
“Yes, sir!” Su Jia’s outburst scares every Niyama general stiff—nobody dares defy him now. They all start shouting at the top of their lungs. They’re terrified, but their blood’s boiling anyway.
In an instant, every able-bodied fighter charges out. The whole capital’s in a life-or-death showdown!
“President, why don’t you ask the black wizards for help? The Shaman God is supposed to come out today, and Grandmother Long is in the capital too. Niyama’s on the brink—this is their time to step in. If we go up against him ourselves, we’re just throwing our lives away!” Another old-timer pipes up, obviously a trusted aide. Su Jia’s face finally looks a little less grim.
“Relax, the black wizards will definitely make a move. But if I’d tried to negotiate or run away just now, the Shaman God and Grandmother Long would’ve made me their first target!” Su Jia knows perfectly well that even though he’s president, he’s really just a puppet picked by the black wizards. If he doesn’t put on a show today, he’ll end up dead for sure!
“You’re right, we’ve got to put on a show. But the guy’s just too strong—I doubt even the black wizards can handle him. We need to plan our escape route!” the old-timer whispers.
“Good call. This kid’s way too strong—get a secret line to the U.S. agents, now!” Su Jia snaps. His cronies rush off to make contact.
With Su Jia’s orders, every fighter in the capital is mobilized—at least a hundred thousand strong!
“Chinese kid, you want to take on all of Niyama? The whole country stands united—we’re not afraid of you!” The army starts screaming their lungs out, ready to fight Ryan Ling to the death!
Every soldier grips their rifle tight, eyes glued to Ryan Ling, nerves stretched to the breaking point.
But even with all these troops, everyone knows Ryan Ling already wiped out Niyama’s elite forces. Right now, they’re still facing off, but you can tell they’re scared out of their minds!
“I’ll give you one chance—get lost, now, or you’re all dead!” Ryan Ling can feel the Divine Dragon’s wounds getting worse. He’s got zero patience for messing around!
Right now, his eyes are pure, murderous madness!
“Open fire!”
Niyama’s army is stretched to the limit. At Ryan Ling’s command, a storm of bullets rains down—tens of thousands of guns blazing, the sky is filled with lead!
Every bullet is aimed at Ryan Ling, but there are some buildings around him too. Instantly, the whole place blows apart, but weirdly, everything shatters and flies—except Ryan Ling, who’s totally untouched.
All those bullets do absolutely nothing to Ryan Ling—the damage stops at the edge of his aura!
Right now, people see a strange glow around Ryan Ling—not just any old spiritual light, but something brighter, almost immortal!
“Is he a god? Is he really a god?” The new recruits are frozen in place!
Guns are useless. Every heavy cannon in the capital starts firing!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Countless shells rain down on Ryan Ling. The sky collapses, the sun and moon go dark, everything gets swallowed up by the storm of cannon fire!
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But all that cannon fire is just tickling Ryan Ling—he doesn’t even flinch!
In that moment, not just the rookies—even the veterans are stunned. No one dares move. Even the top brass are dropping to their knees. Everyone’s treating Ryan Ling like a god now. In front of a god, who would dare fight?
“General, it’s bad—7th Division, 8th Division, 9th Division have all surrendered. Now it’s just the General Staff left, and we’ve only got a thousand men. We’re no match for him!” The top advisors are in total meltdown.
Ryan Ling walks into the capital like he’s strolling into an empty room.
A hundred thousand troops, and in front of him, they’re just a bunch of clay dolls—totally worthless.
At this point, the battlefield doesn’t even look like a battlefield—it’s more like a temple, with everyone worshipping a god. All the Niyama soldiers are kneeling around Ryan Ling. Forget fighting—they can’t even get up!
“General, the front line’s totally collapsed—the enemy’s outside the General’s Office, and nobody can stop him! He’s a god!” Outside the office, a comms officer collapses, and the whole Niyama high command is in chaos.
“Where are they?” Ryan Ling glances over. Looks like there’s a tunnel under the high command—everyone’s already escaped through it.
“Trying to run? General, get back here!” Ryan Ling grits his teeth and sends his Nascent Soul power straight into the ground. Instantly, the whole capital shakes like an earthquake!
“General, it’s bad, the kid’s caught up!” Su Jia’s crawling out of the tunnel, totally stunned, face ashen.
“The Seventh Fleet’s on the line—tell them to open fire, aim right at the capital! Even if everyone here dies, I want that kid dead!” Su Jia shouts. The Seventh Fleet finally responds.
In a flash, several top-tier Tomahawk missiles streak toward Ryan Ling!
Now, America finally makes a move—this region’s in their Southeast Asia sphere of influence, no way they’ll just watch!
But just as the missiles launch, Ryan Ling suddenly powers up—he’d only been using ten percent of his Nascent Soul power, but now he cranks it up!
Twenty percent, thirty percent...
Ryan Ling’s clearly about to take on the whole Seventh Fleet...