"Ryan, keep your cool. You may have made it out of Europe in one piece, but you're still covered in demonic qi, and even Primeval Heavenwood is tainted by it. This situation is seriously bad for you!" Inside his body, the Ghost Elder knew Ryan was already consumed by grief and rage, but right now, he had to stay calm!
After being tangled up in demon qi from the Demon Realm, Ryan’s aura had changed a lot. The corrosive power of this demon qi was no joke—right now, his strength hadn’t dropped much, but sooner or later, it was going to become a huge problem.
"Enough!" Ryan gritted his teeth. He had zero patience for any of this right now—his mind was basically falling apart. All he wanted was to fly back to China as fast as possible!
Inside, the Ghost Elder let out a heavy sigh. He knew that at this point, anything he said would be totally pointless.
Charge into China. Defend the homeland. Live and die with your brothers!
Right now, war in China had reached a fever pitch—the entire coastal defense line was burning. The United States, leading the Seventeen-Nation Joint Task Force, was launching a brutal, all-out invasion!
"Hold the line! Not one step back!"
"Hold on—better to die than surrender!"
"Kill!"
......
Kenneth Li had clearly died avenging his brothers—his body was covered in dozens of knife wounds, hacked to death by the enemy in a frenzy.
With Ryan’s current cultivation, he could understand almost every scene at a glance!
Kenneth Li and Gabriel Xue were his best friends in the military!
One had helped him out in Jiangdong Province.
The other had risked his life to protect Ryan’s family in Jinling.
But now, both of them were lying cold on the ground!
Their blood had almost all drained away!
"Ha! China, you still refuse to surrender? You’re finished!" A big-nosed American officer brandished a combat knife, forcing Jason Lin—who was nearly dead—to kneel, while others aimed at Ryan’s girlfriends.
At that moment, Ryan’s aura went totally berserk. Waves of demon qi burst from his heart; the once cloudless sky darkened, thunder rolled, and it looked like a demon god was descending!
"It’s—it’s Ryan! It has to be him!" Guihai One-Blade shouted, blood streaming from his mouth.
In that instant, everyone’s eyes shot to the sky. Their hearts churned—this was a disaster of epic proportions for China. With their friends gone, their tears had long since run dry.
"Ryan? Ryan, the God of China—those idiots in Europe couldn’t kill you, so I’ll do it myself!" The speaker was obviously the supreme commander of the Seventeen-Nation Joint Task Force, even higher ranked than the Seventh Fleet’s admiral. As he spoke, all the US elite troops opened fire at the sky, bullets forming beams of light. These weren’t ordinary rounds—they were boosted with Kunlun League secret drugs, each one supposedly able to kill gods and demons.
And behind those thousands of US elites stood dozens of top Kunlun League Protectors, each nearly at Nascent Soul perfection, juicing up the troops’ firepower.
They were here for one reason—to kill Ryan!
Ryan’s heart skipped a beat. The joint task force coming to China meant they’d stacked up insane power. If Ryan hadn’t absorbed the Blood Clan’s strength and powered up to Nascent Soul peak, he’d be toast against this kind of barrage!
"Ryan, this is obviously Kunlun League’s core squad—dammit, let’s go all in!" The Ghost Elder howled. Staring at China’s devastation, he was done holding back. All the ghost-dao beings rallied to Ryan’s side.
Ryan’s face twisted into a savage snarl!
He and the Kunlun League were destined for a final boss fight sooner or later!
No need to say it—these Kunlun League Protectors were at least SS-class mad fiends!
This battle was the ultimate litmus test for his Nascent Soul power!
Bullets hammered Ryan like rain—he felt like he was getting acupuncture with ten thousand needles, all set to max pain.
"Ryan? Ryan, God of China—Europe’s idiots couldn’t kill you, so I’ll finish the job myself!" The speaker was clearly the Seventeen-Nation Joint Task Force’s supreme commander, outranking even the Seventh Fleet’s admiral. As he spoke, all the US elite troops opened fire at the sky, bullets forming beams of light. These weren’t ordinary rounds—they were infused with Kunlun League secret drugs, each one capable of killing gods and demons.
The endless hail of bullets actually formed a glowing curtain, blocking Ryan from dropping down to save his friends.
"Ryan!" People stared in shock—even god-realm pros couldn’t take the bullet shockwave, getting yeeted into the air.
Guihai One-Blade bit down hard—he was closest, saw everything, and knew the force blocking Ryan could crush any Nascent Soul!
Even the beefiest Nascent Soul perfectionist would get absolutely wrecked by this squad of super elites!
Kunlun League’s power? Straight up nightmare fuel!
"Ghost-dao peeps, power up your future king!"
"Buff me up!"
Behind Ryan, Ghost Elder and Granny Soul popped out, backed by thousands of ghost-dao troops!
Let’s be real—Ryan vs. Kunlun League was basically Lord Yama vs. the Western Pacifying King!
If Ryan lost, Lord Yama’s faction would get deleted. Both the living and ghost worlds would get owned by the Western Pacifying King, who hates China and would go full villain mode. Billions would be stuck living in a real-world hell!
"I won’t lose! No way I’m losing!" Ryan knew exactly what was on the line.
Ever since he chose a death-match with the Kunlun League, every move was do-or-die. No retreat, only forward!
Right then, Ryan’s aura went full blast—Nascent Soul qi pouring out, plus China’s sacred qi and the East Sea’s dragon power all stacking buffs!
Ancient Heavenwood leaves shook like crazy—even infected with demon qi, they dumped all their essence into Ryan!
Ryan went full psycho mode—he drained every last drop of blood and essence, packed it into his fists, and punched the bullet curtain thousands of times!
In the blink of an eye, he threw out over ten thousand punches!
Down below, thousands of US elite rifles started bending, and hundreds of top-tier SMGs just straight up exploded.
"How is his Nascent Soul power this busted?" The Kunlun League Protectors were all shook, faces pale, jaws clenched.
And his power just kept leveling up...
If Ryan lost, Lord Yama’s faction would be wiped out. Both the human and ghost worlds would fall to the Western Pacifying King, who hated China and would unleash unspeakable oppression. Billions would live as if in hell!
"I won’t lose! I’ll never lose!" Ryan knew what defeat meant.
Since choosing to fight the Kunlun League to the death, every step was a life-or-death gamble—no turning back, only forward!
At that moment, Ryan’s aura exploded—Nascent Soul qi flooded out, and the sacred qi of China and the dragon qi of the East Sea also surged into him!
Countless ancient Heavenwood leaves began to tremble—even corrupted by demonic qi, they poured all their essence into Ryan!
Ryan went completely berserk—he drained all his blood and essence, condensing it into his fists, and blasted the bullet curtain with thousands of punches!
In the blink of an eye, he unleashed over ten thousand punches!
Below, thousands of US elite rifles began to bend, and hundreds of the finest submachine guns exploded.
"How can his Nascent Soul be this ridiculously strong?" Many Kunlun League Protectors were stunned, faces pale and teeth clenched.
And his power kept growing...