"President!" As soon as the Mitsui Group staff saw Chiharu Mitsui get captured, they all rushed forward, not caring about anything else. Say what you will about Japanese folks being fearless—it's true, they're famous for it. But now that she was in Ryan Ling's hands, there was no way he'd hand her back so easily. Besides, Ryan could sense the Evil God aura coming off Chiharu Mitsui was pretty damn impressive.
"Die!" Ryan Ling snorted coldly. Sword-qi slashed out in every direction, and all the Japanese goons who charged him were instantly killed!
"So, kid, what do you think? This woman’s pretty good, huh? You can totally treat her like a slave—do whatever you want. Of course, her situation’s kinda like Angie Chen’s: if you want to absorb her power, best do it the old-fashioned way, you know what I mean!" The System snickered darkly, sounding way too excited.
"We'll see about that." Ryan Ling rolled his eyes. Honestly, Chiharu Mitsui was pretty hot—definitely a heartthrob back in Japan. Scoring her for himself wasn’t a bad deal.
The key thing was, after Ryan caught her, a wave of sexy, seductive body fragrance started wafting off her. Who knew what kind of perfume she was using?
"Let me go! Let me go!" Chiharu Mitsui was screaming her head off. Clearly, this was her first time getting humiliated like this—she struggled wildly, cursing at Ryan Ling in nonstop Japanese.
"Heh, Chiharu Mitsui, you’re destined to be my slave. Seal!" Ryan Ling wasn’t about to play nice. With a flick of his Wood-Element Immortal Art, he sucked Chiharu Mitsui straight into the Demon-Snaring Bowl. This artifact had a natural storage function—perfect for locking up a dangerous, seductive woman like her.
At that moment, the Mitsui Group staff saw their president get snatched—none of them dared charge forward anymore.
"Hell yeah, that’s what I call satisfying—Ryan Ling really is a man! He caught Chiharu Mitsui in one move, that’s epic! With their president captured, Mitsui Group is done for!"
"Damn right! Those Japanese bastards snatched so many of our Chinese girls, now we’ve taken their Empire’s Golden Flower as a slave—call it payback! Man, just thinking about it feels awesome. I heard Japanese chicks are born knowing how to serve men; bet she’ll give you ecstasy beyond words!"
"You said it! And I heard Chiharu Mitsui is still a virgin—Ryan Ling really lucked out this time, hahaha!"
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All the Chinese martial artists around erupted in excited cheers—except for one person: Rose Yates, Ryan Ling’s sister-in-law. For some reason, seeing Ryan get so close to Chiharu Mitsui, then actually capture her, left Rose feeling crazy jealous, like her own man had just been snatched away. She couldn’t help but mutter 'bitch' under her breath.
But just when everyone thought the president was captured and the Mitsui Group was totally finished, suddenly, two overwhelming powers at the top of Mitsui Group merged into one.
"We did it, finally—we did it! Hahaha!" A voice that sounded both male and female shouted, and then a Void Realm aura came crashing down from above.
"Void Realm?" Ryan Ling froze for a second—this was the first time he’d ever felt such terrifying power. The enemy wasn’t just a grandmaster anymore, but had reached a whole new level: Void Realm!
What does Void Realm mean? It’s refining spirit to return to the void, merging with heaven and earth, able to command the forces of nature. This was a whole different league from grandmasters—not just in power, but in status. In Japan, Void Realm experts are absolute top-tier; in China, they’re part of the national elite.
Grandmasters are a country’s elite fighters, but Void Realm experts are true national pillars. If two countries go to war, grandmasters alone don’t mean a real conflict—only when Void Realm experts show up does it become a true national war.
Feeling that monstrous Void Realm aura, Chiharu Mitsui—still trapped—immediately screamed, "Father, Mother, save me!"
As soon as she finished, the rest of the Mitsui Group staff started yelling too: "Chairman, kill him! Take revenge for us!"
"Ryan, be careful! Never underestimate the Void Realm—if you want to play it safe, retreat!" The System freaked out, clearly knowing Void Realm power was on a whole different level.
All the Chinese martial artists around immediately retreated—no one expected a Void Realm master to show up in the Mitsui Group. With someone like that on the field, everyone else could only run for their lives.
"Trying to run now? You think you can escape? I'll make sure you die without a grave!" At that moment, a middle-aged Japanese man floated above Ryan Ling—it was none other than Mitsui Group’s chairman, Mitsuo Mitsui, Chiharu Mitsui’s father.
The moment Mitsuo Mitsui appeared, Void Realm aura instantly sealed off all surrounding space. A Void Realm master could command a small region’s heaven and earth, merge with it, and even his powerful virtual image could vanish in a blink.
Looking at the situation, it was clear—there was no way out. Ryan Ling realized he could only fight Mitsuo Mitsui head-on, and, to be honest, he actually wanted to test himself against a Void Realm master, just to see how strong they really were.
Right now, Ryan was at the absolute peak of grandmaster level, and also at the peak of the Qi-Refining Stage. It was a cross-realm challenge—definitely worth a shot.
"Kill!" In an instant, Ryan Ling unleashed all his power. His Yanluo Golden Body shone with light, the Hell Furnace released basic hellfire to boost his defenses, and he gripped the Ghost-Head Greatsaber, slashing fiercely at Mitsuo Mitsui.
Everyone around was stunned. No one expected Ryan Ling to actually charge a Void Realm master head-on.
"What a madman!" Several top fighters couldn’t help but exclaim. So far, no grandmaster-level expert had ever dared to fight a Void Realm master head-on.
To most people, this was pure insanity!
"You really do have guts!" Mitsuo Mitsui sneered, clenched his fist, and swung it hard—Japanese fighters never hold back.
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In an instant, grandmaster and Void Realm clashed for the first time!
All the Chinese martial artists around held their breath—Ryan Ling was really playing with fire.
In the blink of an eye, Ryan Ling felt the opponent’s explosive power—it was overwhelming. Even with all his defenses up, he was struggling, forced to retreat!
"Ryan!" Rose Yates, still holding her ground on the perimeter, was drenched in cold sweat, her heart pounding with worry—Ryan Ling was clearly struggling to hold on.
"Kid, you really are something special—your defense is unbeatable among grandmasters, I have no idea how you trained it, but it’s still too weak for me! Void Realm power, go!" Mitsuo Mitsui roared, unleashing waves of Void Realm aura. Ryan’s face turned red; even his Yanluo Golden Body sounded alarms, and the Hell Furnace’s basic hellfire was almost snuffed out by the Void Realm aura.
Void Realm really is even stronger than I imagined!
"Heh, can’t hold on, can you? If you kneel and beg now, I’ll let you die quickly!" Seeing Ryan Ling about to lose, Mitsuo Mitsui laughed smugly.
"Chairman, mighty!" The Mitsui Group staff finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"You little bastard, how dare you humiliate me like this! I’ll skin you alive!" Chiharu Mitsui screamed from inside the Demon-Snaring Bowl, convinced that Ryan Ling was doomed.
At this moment, none of the Chinese martial artists could bear to watch anymore—everyone wanted to help, but no matter how many grandmasters joined in, the result would be the same: death.
Ryan Ling really is gutsy, trying to wipe out the entire Mitsui Group alone. But he’d never expect that right now, Mitsuo Mitsui would break through to the Void Realm. No matter how strong Ryan is, fighting the Void Realm is a lost cause. I doubt the Dragon-Head even needs to step in—Mitsuo Mitsui can kill him himself!
That’s right, looking at the situation, the kid is doomed. Honestly, it’s a shame—his skills were miraculous. If we could recruit him into the Azure Dragon Society, we’d be unstoppable.
It’d be great if he joined us, but a rebellious madman like that would never be loyal. If he can’t be ours, he has to die!
The Azure Dragon Society’s top brass watched the scene with cold smiles—they wanted Ryan Ling dead. And he really was struggling; the Void Realm aura was completely suppressing him.