The moment Lynn Long hugged him tight, Ryan Ling suddenly felt a surge of powerful warmth pouring into his body—Lynn's most precious Saintess essence. This wasn't just any energy; it was the purest core of Lynn Long's Saintess power. Passing this essence to Ryan meant giving up her hard-won Saintess body. But at that instant, she didn't hesitate at all, willingly and wholeheartedly channeling all her strength into Ryan!
With Lynn's pure Saintess power fused into him, Ryan felt his strength rocket forward—but that was just the start. The real change was in his whole vibe: before, he had Saint aura, but it wasn’t the purest. Now, with the Saintess essence mixed in, yin and yang merged perfectly. Ryan’s entire being transformed—inside and out he became crystal-clear, and his whole body shone gold. It was honestly hype as hell!
Right now, Ryan was basically reborn with a golden body—Saint aura overflowed from every inch of him. But this wasn’t just any Saint aura; it had leveled up to Saint King qi!
There’s an old legend in the Elysium Sect: way back, the sect’s founder was actually a guy, and he was recognized by the Immortal World bigshots as a Saint King. That kind of power? It was way beyond Heaven-and-Earth Eternal—straight up Immortal Lord level. Basically, a total monster!
So what’s an Immortal Lord, anyway? That’s the absolute peak—higher than Immortal King, straight up a sovereign. It’s the king of kings, totally untouchable. Power at that level is off the charts.
At this moment, everyone around was absolutely stunned watching Ryan suddenly transform like this. Nobody expected him to have this kind of luck—actually connecting with the Saint King! It was unreal. Maybe just a Saintess wouldn’t have shaken them, but now a Saint King had appeared, and that hit them right in the soul. No one dared move; everyone just stared, not believing what they were seeing.
"We absolutely can't let him break through to Saint King! If Ryan reaches the Saint King realm, it won’t matter how many of us there are—none of us will be a match!" At that moment, the so-called Grand Martial-Uncle of Elysium Sect shouted out. He’d seen it all before and knew exactly how terrifying Saint King power was. If Ryan really advanced to Saint King right now, they’d lose this fight for sure!
Hearing the Grand Martial-Uncle’s shout, the ten Immortal Kings around immediately realized how dire things were. Ryan was slowly advancing, and this was his most vulnerable moment. If they were going to make a move, now was the perfect time!
The ten Immortal Kings didn’t hesitate for a second—they instantly cranked their power to the max. They knew better than anyone: if they didn’t go all out now, they’d never survive today. Ryan was just too strong, way beyond anything they’d imagined. If he broke through to Saint King, it’d be game over; regular Immortal Kings wouldn’t stand a chance, only Heaven-and-Earth Eternal level could deal with him. Plus, everyone could feel Ryan was about to break straight into Saint Immortal, hitting true Immortal King level. If he really did, even all of them together wouldn’t be able to stop him. At this point, the Grand Martial-Uncle’s face totally changed. He’d been calm before, thinking Ryan was just a minor character, but now this guy was getting so strong it was actually scary!
In the blink of an eye, a supercharged force blasted straight at him—so powerful it shattered everyone’s expectations. This attack was the combined might of ten Immortal Kings, a force that could shake heaven and earth, aimed right at Ryan’s vital points. And Ryan was at the most critical moment of his Saint King breakthrough; if he got hit by this, he’d be in deep trouble.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Right then, everyone saw shockwaves erupt around Ryan, each one like a death sentence. The crowd was freaking out—felt like everything near Ryan was getting blown to bits in an instant. His whole body twisted under the force; the power was just insane. Even Ryan felt the pressure—ten Immortal Kings attacking together was no joke!
But Ryan wasn’t panicking. Yeah, the situation was wild, but he was no pushover. As that killer force slammed toward him, Ryan instantly tapped into the Primordial Torso Relic—the power inside his belly. Up till now, he’d only activated about a fifth of it, barely the tip of the iceberg; there was still a ton more locked inside. Normally, he couldn’t unleash it all on his own, but their epic attack actually helped him out!
Just when it looked like the ten Immortal Kings were about to break through his defense, the power from Ryan’s belly got squeezed out all at once. For Ryan, this was pure joy—exactly what he needed! As long as he could unleash that strength, it was a huge win.
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Without missing a beat, Ryan started absorbing that power like crazy—another fifth of the belly’s strength sucked up in an instant. It felt absolutely amazing, like someone else was making his breakthrough easy. Before, he’d worked hard to get just a fifth, but now, thanks to their attack, he grabbed another chunk. If that’s not a win, what is? This was peak satisfaction!
"Absorb, absorb, absorb!" Ryan didn’t hesitate for a second—he just went all in, madly devouring the belly’s power. The energy inside was pure Immortal King core, the best of the best—honestly, no Immortal King could compare. Back in the day, Ryan was the ultimate; Immortal Kings were just small fry to him!
As he kept absorbing, Ryan felt his power swelling like crazy—unstoppable, straight-up sky-high. Under this insane rush, he hit peak Saint Immortal great-perfection. Even better, the moment that power burst out, his Saint King status locked in. Saint aura flooded every inch of him, maxed out. Right now, Ryan felt like he was sitting on a massive throne—unshakable, higher than any Immortal King could ever dream of!
"How is this possible? No way—there’s no way he just broke through to Saint King in such a short time! In our Elysium Sect, only the Creation Patriarch was ever a real Saint King, and that was thousands of years ago. We haven’t seen a Saint King since! How could one appear today?" The Grand Martial-Uncle was so pissed his beard was flying, eyes bugging out. He stared at Ryan in total disbelief, and the Immortal Kings around him were just as stunned—those ten attackers especially, shaking all over, about to cough up blood.
But Ryan wasn’t about to waste words on them. His eyes practically shot lightning, his whole body radiating sacred aura—like some ancient Saint. Just one look from him and people would drop to their knees, eyes full of worship. The scene was so intense it could make you spit blood. Right now, his gaze swept straight over those ten Immortal Kings!
Among those ten Immortal Kings, some were strong, some weak—the early-stage ones just dropped to their knees instantly, surrendering without a fight. The rest were shaking, eyes full of fear. At this point, none of them had the guts to face Ryan; they just wanted to run for their lives!
That’s when Ryan finally made his move—Saint King qi erupted from him, instantly morphing into ten massive claws that grabbed all ten Immortal Kings. To him, they were like ants. The weak ones exploded on the spot, wiped out inside and out; all their essence was sucked up in an instant. Ryan turned into a total vampire, crazily devouring Immortal King blood. The power kept flooding into him, and his strength just kept climbing—so fast he felt like he could break through to Immortal King at any moment, fusing Saint King and Immortal King for a power spike straight to the top.
But Ryan knew it wasn’t time to hit Immortal King yet. His power had jumped, sure, but he hadn’t reached the realm he wanted. So he kept going, frantically devouring Elysium’s Immortal Kings. Only by wiping out every last one could he reach true Immortal King great-perfection in a flash!
By now, Ryan had already devoured five out of the ten Immortal Kings. The other five had zero fight left—just cowering in the back, scared out of their minds. Ryan kept closing in, and to him, these guys were nothing but walking nutrition. He had to swallow them all to hit great-perfection, and only then could he fully break through to Immortal King; otherwise, it’d all be incomplete and mess up his future progress.
"None of you are getting away today—get back here!" Under Ryan’s crushing pressure, the remaining Immortal Kings had zero chance to escape; he dragged them all back. It was pure catharsis! Lynn Long, right beside me, was hyped—she’d been oppressed by these guys forever, barely able to breathe. Now, thanks to Ryan, she was totally pumped, shouting with excitement. She was still the Saintess, and Ryan was the Saint King—seriously, the perfect power couple. Right now, no matter how strong the enemy was, they could only bow down.
Right then, as Ryan was about to skin those last five Immortal Kings alive, the remaining Elysium Immortal Kings—including the Grand Martial-Uncle—were scared out of their wits. They knew if they didn’t step in, those guys were doomed, and if they died, they’d be next. The Grand Martial-Uncle shot a look at the rest, signaling for a new wave of Immortal Kings to attack. The first wave was toast, so now it was time to send in the second wave for a hardcore assault!
Not only that, the Grand Martial-Uncle unleashed all his power too. At this point, Ryan was their biggest threat—if they didn’t take him down today, everything they’d worked for would go up in smoke!
"Kill, kill, kill! No matter what, we fight to the death today—even if we all die, we’ll take him down!" The Grand Martial-Uncle roared like a madman, voice at max power. The other Immortal Kings didn’t hesitate, either—they knew this was a fight for survival. If they lost, it was game over for them.
In a flash, the remaining ten Immortal Kings launched their strongest attack—way tougher than the first wave. Ryan was hit hard, forced to retreat several steps, and even his Saint King qi got scrambled.
These ten were seriously fierce—on a whole different level from the last batch. Even a hundred of the first wave couldn’t match these guys!
These ten included late-stage and even peak Immortal Kings, so their combined attack was nearly at Heaven-and-Earth Eternal level.
This level is far beyond ordinary; even Ryan struggled against such an assault.
At that moment, the Grand Martial-Uncle unleashed his strongest Immortal King strike—a deadly attack. A thunderous boom erupted before Ryan, throwing him off balance. He'd clearly overestimated himself; under this relentless bombardment, Ryan stopped attacking, and a strange white mist enveloped him, hiding his actions from all eyes.
'Brothers, don't give him a chance to breathe! Blast him until he's completely dead!' the Grand Martial-Uncle screamed, determined to seize this opportunity and finish Ryan off.
As soon as he finished speaking, a powerful force blasted out—his power refined to the peak, nearly Immortal King great-perfection. The Elysium Sect shook violently; houses collapsed, cracks split the ground, and with more force, the whole sect could be destroyed instantly.
Strangely, despite the wild attacks, there was no change on Ryan's side—the white mist still lingered.
'Damn, this guy is just struggling on the brink of death! We can't let up—attack with everything, leave him no chance to survive!' the Grand Martial-Uncle screamed, knowing it was their last chance to avoid total defeat.
As he roared, endless Immortal King power swept over, shaking heaven and earth; houses collapsed, weaker disciples were buried, and over a thousand were killed in an instant—an unprecedented scene for Elysium Sect.
Everyone in Immortal City focused on Elysium; the sect became the center of attention, with many believing a cataclysmic upheaval was happening.
'He’s dead, he must be dead!' Even as the white mist faded, Ryan’s presence and Saint King qi seemed erased.
As soon as that voice sounded, several others joined in, shouting.
'That’s right, he’s definitely dead. His aura was so strong, all around was his Saint qi, but now it’s totally gone. Can you feel it? There’s nothing left of him!'
'Exactly! That punk’s gotta be dead—even if he had sky-high skills, there’s no way he survived. We hit him with everything we had!'
'Dead, totally dead—now we can finally relax!'
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After the Immortal Kings said this, several people couldn’t help but walk over. Even though everyone thought Ryan was dead, unless they saw his body for themselves, they couldn’t quite believe it.
At least a dozen Immortal Kings stepped forward, confident now, striding with purpose. Everyone stared at the white mist; as they approached, it started to shrink. Their hearts calmed—they were sure Ryan had turned to dust, no chance of survival.
'Damn, let’s hit him with one last strike!' someone shouted, and another wave of Immortal King power blasted toward the mist.
This was the final execution—under their wild attacks, the white mist exploded and vanished. Everyone was stunned, then a powerful voice rang out.
'That’s it, it’s finally over—he’s definitely dead!'
As he finished, many strong cultivators shouted in triumph. They’d waited forever for this moment; finally, Ryan had vanished, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief. Ryan had been a huge burden on their hearts, and now that burden was gone—a historic victory!
But right at that critical moment, a voice suddenly rang out above them—it was Ryan.
'All of you, open your eyes and see clearly…'