Right now, the Ancestor Immortal outside started shouting—this guy’s definitely not your average powerhouse, and his status is special too. You could tell he’s big in Heaven-Earth Sect, and the two Ancestor Immortals next to him? Same deal. All three are freakishly strong and have tricks up their sleeves.
And as their barrage went nuts, the supposedly unbreakable defenses of War God Manor finally started to crack. Even the ground was splitting open—these Ancestor Immortals were just too damn strong, and the manor’s defenses were slipping.
But honestly, Marcus Wu knew better than anyone: under this kind of insane siege, no matter how tough War God Manor was, sooner or later it’d get blown to bits. It was just a matter of time!
“This is it, folks! There’s no way out now—we have to hold the line! Even if we all die here, we can’t let War God Manor lose its pride!” Marcus Wu shouted, voice booming with energy. He was out of options, so he’d just have to go all out!
“Got it!” Even facing this wild mess, nobody inside War God Manor flinched. Every single person was tense and ready—they were all in for a fight to the death.
In that instant, everyone in War God Manor—including Marcus Wu—piled all their power together. No single person could turn the tide, but if they all joined forces and went nuts, maybe they’d break through.
“Brothers! It all comes down to this! We have to stick together and charge like hell!” Marcus Wu roared, cranking his power to the max. Everyone around him did the same, and War God Manor lit up with blazing golden light—talk about epic!
But just then, those Ancestor Immortals outside also unleashed everything they had—waves of wild power crashed out nonstop. Two forces slammed together, and in the blink of an eye, all of War City was shaking like crazy. Civilians around the city were dropping like flies; when monsters like this clash, it’s a total disaster for normal folks.
And at this crucial moment, the cracks in War God Manor’s walls got even bigger, and the main gate was almost totally busted. It was a full-on emergency—just a little more force and the whole manor would be toast!
Marcus Wu knew exactly how bad things were. Even with everyone pooling their power, they still couldn’t hold off this insane assault. Getting the gate smashed was just a matter of time. No hesitation—Marcus whipped out the Golden Immortal Conch. Even if War God Manor got wiped out today, he had to protect that conch. No question—inside it were Ryan Ling’s closest friends and family, and he’d do anything to keep them safe!
Marcus didn’t hesitate—he tried to chuck the Golden Immortal Conch to safety. But the second he moved, all the space around him was locked down by those Ancestor Immortals. No way to toss it out, and now half the walls had caved in, the gate was about to collapse, and things were crazy dire. War God Manor wasn’t getting out of this mess. Marcus gathered every last scrap of power to shield the conch—his own life didn’t matter, but that conch had to stay safe! He slammed it deep into the ground, anchoring it tight.
But by doing that, he drained the defenses. Instantly, the Ancestor Immortals’ power flooded in—every wall collapsed, the unbreakable main gate went flying, and War God Manor was totally breached.
Everyone holding the line, inside and out—at least a hundred people—got blasted away. Half of them died right then; it was pure carnage. War God Manor had never seen a massacre like this, and all of War City was watching, hearts bleeding. If War God Manor fell, War City was basically doomed—any minute now, the whole city could get wiped out.
“Ha! Marcus Wu, War God Manor—never thought we’d actually take you down!” Some Heaven-Earth Sect guy shouted, clearly out for revenge after all the crap Marcus put them through in War City.
“Guys, no need to hold back today! That bastard never respected Heaven-Earth Sect, so why show mercy? With three Ancestor Immortals backing us, go ahead—settle your grudges, vent your anger. He can’t fight back at all!” Another Ancestor Immortal crowed. With those three on the field, War God Manor was toast and Marcus Wu was totally screwed. Nobody inside could resist—anyone could walk up and finish him off!
“Hell yeah, that War God’s always been a cocky jerk—never gave us the time of day. Well, look at him now! Brothers, don’t wait, I’m making the first move!” A Primordial Immortal didn’t hesitate; he rushed Marcus Wu and slapped him so loud it echoed across all of War City.
Everyone left in War God Manor was grinding their teeth in rage. A few stubborn experts tried to fight back, but before they could even move, their heads went flying—total defeat, no chance to resist!
“Fine, do whatever you want to me—just let my household go!” Marcus Wu yelled. He used to be the almighty War God, but now he was just getting trampled, all dignity gone.
“Do whatever I want? Who the hell do you think you are? You’ve got no right to talk to me like that—get on your knees!” Another Primordial Immortal swung again, smacking Marcus Wu so hard he flew across the room, legs crashing to the ground, blood spraying from his mouth.
“Haha! Nice hit, that’s what I call satisfying—my turn!” Another Primordial Immortal stepped up, booting Marcus Wu so hard he spun through the air, flipping over and over before crashing to the ground. You could hear bones snapping all over.
“Master! Master!” The folks from War God Manor cried out. Seeing their master humiliated like this, they wished they could die in his place.
“Haha, this rocks! Let me have a go next!” More Primordial Immortals rushed forward, all pumped for payback—everybody was riding high on revenge.
But right then, one Primordial Immortal suddenly sensed something weird and yelled, “Wait a sec—there’s something off down here! I think there’s something hidden underground, and the vibe is seriously strange!”
As soon as he said that, a bunch of people turned their eyes to the spot—including the Ancestor Immortals. The Golden Immortal Conch buried underground was about to be exposed!
Marcus Wu knew crystal clear—no matter if he died right then and there, he couldn’t let that conch get found. No hesitation...