"Crap, these guys really showed up after all!" Ryan Ling froze for just a second, and in the space of a breath or two, a dozen or so weirdos in black hoods suddenly surrounded him. They all slowly lifted their heads—each one had a dead gray, corpse-like face. It was freaky as hell.
Obviously, these guys were none other than those terrifying black wizards!
"You two, get out of here if you can—I'll handle this!" Ryan knew perfectly well: Paula Bloom had just stepped into the God Realm, and Guihai One-Blade was barely hanging on to Saint Realm. Forget fighting these guys—even not dragging him down would be impressive.
"Go!" Guihai One-Blade didn't hesitate for a second—he knew better than anyone that, in his current state, staying here would be totally useless.
Paula Bloom nodded. But before they could take two steps, they were hit with a terrifying sight—the entire coastline was packed with black wizards, shoulder to shoulder, sealing off every inch!
Right now, escape was obviously impossible!
"Screw it, let's fight!" Ryan gritted his teeth and threw out the Divine Dragon Hide. The whole hide unfurled instantly, wrapping around Guihai One-Blade and Paula Bloom to shield them. With their own strength, they couldn't even take on a single black wizard—right now, hiding under the hide was the only way to catch their breath.
"Surround him! That's Ryan Ling—if we take him down, forget just us black wizards, even all of Niyama will instantly become Southeast Asia's top dog, and our global status will be unmatched!" One of the leaders shouted. He was none other than Master Azan, the black wizard chief that the Shaman Sect Ancestor had invited. Master Azan was Niyama's national preceptor, hugely respected in his country. Thanks to his alliance with the Kunlun League, Niyama's black wizard corps had skyrocketed in power—but it was a short-term boost, all thanks to drugs.
If they could capture Ryan Ling, then over a thousand God Realm black wizards would be able to stay in Niyama for good. That kind of influence would be insane. Japan's East Asian dominance was already gone—now it's just a small fry, and the other Southeast Asian countries are all tiny. If this dream comes true, Niyama might actually become a world-class superpower, on par with China!
Thinking of all that, Master Azan couldn't help but laugh out loud with excitement—he, the national preceptor of Niyama, was about to become the supreme leader of the whole country!
With a single order from Master Azan, all the black wizards instantly closed in—their target was crystal clear: Ryan Ling!
"Wizard qi, Yin-Yang power—bind!" In a blink, dozens of wizards closest to Ryan struck at once, sending streams of black energy to wrap him up, clearly aiming to capture him alive.
"You really think this weak crap can hold me? What a joke!" Ryan sneered, not hesitating for a second. He shouted, unleashing his Golden Core power in a wild surge—the black energy from all those wizards exploded instantly. Ryan's swagger was on full display.
After all, he'd climbed up to the Nascent Soul Stage before—even facing this many God Realm enemies, he wasn't scared at all. At least in terms of aura, he could totally suppress everyone here.
"Human wave tactics—there's no way just one guy can break out of this crowd!" This time, Master Azan was full of confidence. After all, this thousand-strong team had even managed to give China's Divine Dragon a hard time, so Ryan should be no problem.
With Master Azan's shout, more and more black wizards surged forward—hundreds, then thousands of streams of wizard qi swept in, each one carrying earth-shattering force. In no time, Ryan was totally surrounded by a mass of black mist!
"Ryan, I have to go help him!" Seeing Ryan trapped by a thousand black wizards, Paula Bloom shouted, clearly super anxious.
"Don't! He can still handle it!" Guihai One-Blade quickly grabbed Paula Bloom. With so many top-tier enemies, someone like Paula would just be a burden.
But as soon as Guihai One-Blade finished speaking, Ryan let out a roar—a massive surge of dragon qi erupted, forming a giant vortex in the air. Instantly, all the black mist around him started to dissolve.
"No way!" The Shaman Sect Ancestor was totally stunned. He knew dragon qi better than anyone. Over a month ago, the Divine Dragon Hide was supposed to be sent straight to Niyama, but he knew its value too well and secretly brought it back to Southcape Island, studying it for ages in a secret chamber and absorbing a bunch of dragon qi. He'd thought he was hot stuff, but compared to Ryan, he was nothing—not even worthy to lick Ryan's boots.
Right now, the scale of Ryan's dragon qi was at least ten thousand times greater than the Shaman Sect Ancestor's!
"Break!" Ryan shouted, and a phantom Divine Dragon instantly appeared behind him. In that moment, he was the dragon—man and dragon fused as one.
With a thunderous roar, all the black mist trapping him instantly collapsed.
"I refuse to believe he's really this strong!" Master Azan was startled, and as the black mist shattered, all the surrounding black wizards fell to the ground. These were all top-tier God Realm experts, but in Ryan's hands, they were like soft clay, easily crushed!
"Everyone, reveal your Soul-Guiding Lanterns!" Master Azan gritted his teeth. Suddenly, a weird orange lamp appeared above his head. As he lit it, the rest of the black wizards also revealed their own lanterns, making their faces look even more terrifying.
Seeing this, Ryan took a deep breath. He knew exactly what was coming—these were the ghost-gods summoned by the black wizards. They were terrifying, not of this world, and it was only with their blessing that the black wizards had reached the God Realm. Clearly, the power of these ghost-gods was unfathomable!
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"Kill!" With their strongest move unleashed, Master Azan didn't hesitate—he howled and led the charge.
At that moment, Ryan could feel the crushing pressure from these terrifying ghost-gods. They looked utterly monstrous, not even remotely human.
"Screw it!" Ryan took a deep breath, instantly gathering all his strength. The dragon phantom behind him roared, its mouth swelling to maximum size, and then it spat out powerful dragon qi bombs one after another.
These were special bombs formed from condensed dragon qi—unbelievably destructive, enough to blow even God Realm experts to pieces!
"This guy's a total freak!" Earlier, the Shaman Sect Ancestor had been shocked by Ryan's ability to turn dragon qi into a dragon whirlwind, but now, seeing him condense even more powerful dragon qi bombs, it was way beyond his imagination. He didn't dare stick around—he bolted for the rear!
As the mighty dragon qi bombs howled through the air, every black wizard in their path exploded. In just a blink, Ryan had slaughtered over a hundred of them.
Seeing this, Master Azan was shaken too—Ryan's strength kept bursting out in ways that were just unbelievable. Even if he tried, he could never draw out the true essence of the Divine Dragon Hide like Ryan did!
"That bastard!" Master Azan clenched his teeth, suddenly biting through his own middle finger. He screamed, "Great Yin God, help me subdue this fiend! I offer my flesh and blood as your sacrifice!"
As Master Azan spoke, the other black wizards also started chanting.
In that instant, as all the black wizards bit through their middle fingers, clouds of black mist began to gather in the air. A terrifying silhouette slowly appeared before them all.
"Oh no, that's the Infernal Raksasha Ksitigarbha—it's been sealed at the very bottom of the Eighteenth Layer of Hell! When did it get released? This must be the work of the Western Pacifying King—he's openly breaking with Lord Yama now?" At this, the Ghost Elder inside Ryan screamed in agony...