At this moment, the surface above the Crystal Palace was surging violently, waves towering to the sky as if all the seawater was being sucked up into midair.
Above, fifteen Kunlun League South Asia bosses stood in a neat row—each one stronger than Grandmother Long. Though Grandmother Long was the League's Southeast Asia representative, these fifteen were the real powerhouses. The Kunlun League has branches everywhere, and their South Asia strength is second only to China itself.
“Ha! We finally found the Crystal Palace’s location. Awesome! I’d like to see how that little punk runs now!”
“Exactly! He’s got nowhere to hide. And not just him—even the Divine Dragon will be captured by us. Our haul this time is huge!”
“Right! Let’s hit together—seal off the whole sea and stir things up. I’d like to see where they think they can run!”
Right now, those bosses were laughing excitedly. If they could capture everyone beneath this stretch of sea, it’d be a massive win—a total jackpot!
Ever since the last big battle in Niyama, the world’s major powers hadn’t relaxed their radar tracking on Ryan Ling. Now, with such upheaval suddenly erupting in the South Sea off China, all sorts of forces were instantly on alert.
Before, it was the Shaman Cult’s turf in Niyama. Now, it’s the Kunlun League’s South Asia faction.
Everyone knew—when it came down to it, the Kunlun League was way tougher.
"Ryan Ling might just slip away again!" Right now, everyone was speculating, weighing the risks and rewards.
Nobody knew how things would play out next, but one thing was clear: Ryan had completely thrown Southeast Asia into chaos.
He used to be called the God of Huaxia, but after the battle in Niyama, people started calling him the God of South Asia. His reputation was going absolutely nuts with every fight.
"Ryan, the dragon-qi barrier outside is about to get busted! The Divine Dragon's at the most critical point in its healing and can't move at all!" The Ghost Elder rushed over, sounding panicked.
"No problem. Let the Divine Dragon keep healing. These bastards? We’ll handle them!" Ryan was brimming with confidence—dealing with these guys would be a piece of cake.
"Hell yeah! Let’s tear them to pieces!" Paula Bloom burst out, her energy suddenly wild and aggressive—with a glint that was almost flirtatiously ferocious.
"What in the world...?" The Ghost Elder was totally thrown off, scratching his head. Had Paula Bloom turned into some kind of wild, sexy troublemaker overnight?
"Come on, guys! Let’s drag the whole Crystal Palace up from the bottom of the sea!" One of the Kunlun League leaders shouted, hyped up. With all fifteen of them working together, they could haul up everything in the ocean if they wanted.
"All right, let’s do it!" Nobody hesitated—they all struck at once. Instantly, the whole ocean started shaking.
But the shaking didn’t last long. After just a few seconds, it stopped dead, like something had jammed the works.