"Kid, kneel down right now and slap yourself a thousand times. If you do, I’ll let you die a little quicker. Otherwise, I’ll make you taste every punishment in the Immortal World!" one of the Heavenly Troops shouted at Ryan Ling.
As soon as he finished, all the Heavenly Troops around burst out laughing. Clearly, none of them took Ryan Ling seriously—they still saw him as nothing but an ant. All the other experts who were worshipping Ryan were so terrified they didn’t dare say a word. Each one dropped to their knees, but even acting this humble couldn’t save them. Three more immortals, including one who’d just stepped into the Profound Immortal Realm, were instantly cut down by the Heavenly Troops—no reason, no charges, just killed because they felt like it.
At this moment, Lady Melody was gritting her teeth hard. She hadn’t wanted to go up against the Immortal World for real, since she was from there herself. But the way these Heavenly Troops were acting right now—just pure rage, absolutely no humanity at all!
In a flash, Lady Melody couldn’t hold it back anymore and shouted, “Heavenly Troops are supposed to uphold order in the Immortal World, but you’re out here slaughtering innocents! You don’t even treat us like people—what kind of heavenly law is this? You’re worse than animals!”
"You little bitch, what did you just say? You think you get to talk here? Just for that, you deserve to die!" Another Heavenly Troop didn’t hesitate for a second—he struck straight at Lady Melody, a massive force blasting toward her head. If that palm landed, Lady Melody would be dead for sure.
But Ryan Ling wasn’t about to just stand by and watch. He shot forward and attacked that Heavenly Troop head-on, unleashing a surge of raw power. The lone Heavenly Troop couldn’t take it—his whole body was sent flying backward. Still, since he was from the Immortal World, some mysterious force caught him and steadied him in midair. After a few breaths, he finally calmed down, but he didn’t feel the slightest bit embarrassed. He just kept cursing at Ryan, full of righteous fury: "You little bastard, you’ve committed treason! Everyone should kill you! Brothers, let’s go—all together! Wipe out this demon!"
In an instant, every Heavenly Troop and celestial general drew their divine weapons—some grabbed spears, some swords—and closed in on Ryan Ling from all sides. The tension was through the roof. This wasn’t some one-on-one duel anymore; Ryan was up against a massive Heavenly Troop formation. The combined power of over a dozen Heavenly Troops was insanely deep—no ordinary cultivator could stand up to that!
"Kill! Take him out for good—kill!" The Heavenly Troops weren’t giving Ryan Ling a second to breathe. Every expert attacked at once, waves of power crashing down on Ryan from all directions. The combined force was off the charts. Ryan was trapped dead-center, facing the most brutal slaughter. And these Heavenly Troops? They weren’t holding back, not even a little. In their eyes, Ryan was the ultimate demon.
"Damn it!" Ryan Ling gritted his teeth. He felt his whole body freeze up—the endless power locked him down, and his own Profound Immortal qi had nowhere to go. Worse, Lady Melody was right beside him. She might be Profound Immortal too, but her strength was nowhere near Ryan’s. Her defenses were paper-thin, and after all the torture from Drake Long and Drake Flyon, she was totally spent. She coughed up blood, her body went limp, and she nearly collapsed to the ground!
"Go!" Ryan Ling didn’t have time to worry about himself. Honestly, his own defenses could probably hold out for a bit, but Lady Melody? No way. He had to shove her out of the kill zone first, make sure she survived—otherwise he’d be totally tied up and unable to fight back.
That shove took everything Ryan Ling had, but it managed to push Lady Melody clear of the kill zone. The price? He took a heavy hit himself and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"That little bastard really looks out for his women—even now, he makes sure she gets away first. Not bad!" The Heavenly Troops started laughing, finding Ryan Ling kind of amusing. But seeing him spit blood made everyone tense up. With Ryan’s strength, even at peak, he was obviously no match for a Heavenly Troop siege. And now that he’d been wounded, things looked even worse!
But Ryan Ling wasn’t panicking. The moment those Heavenly Troops started killing, it was set—he was going to fight them, and he’d already prepared for this. He wasn’t acting on impulse, either. The key was, he still had the Immortal-World Finger Fragment on him. Its power was only ten percent unleashed—there was still a ton locked inside. If he let it all out, even a full Heavenly Troop siege might not be enough to beat him!
"You little bastard, still acting tough? I’ll make you kneel right now!" Several Heavenly Troops attacked together, sending another wave of crushing force toward Ryan Ling. The power was overwhelming—the air itself seemed to explode, reality was shattering, and Ryan, stuck in the center, took the most brutal beating he’d ever faced. He was almost unrecognizable in an instant!
"Screw it—let’s go!" Ryan Ling went all out. As he burned his strength to the limit, the Profound Immortal power that had been locked inside him suddenly burst free. Waves of energy erupted like volcanoes, roaring out in every direction. The scene was so intense it was hard to believe.
Right then, Ryan Ling’s aura hit its peak. All his Profound Immortal power exploded out, and the Heavenly Troops’ faces darkened. But what really caught them off guard was that, at this critical moment, Ryan started burning his stored Golden Immortal essence—the stuff he’d been saving for emergencies. In a flash, all that essence ignited, ramping his power up to insane levels. His realm, which had been stuck at Profound Immortal peak, suddenly rocketed all the way to Profound Immortal great-perfection!
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Even with all those Heavenly Troops closing in, Ryan Ling was still blasting through realms like a madman. Nobody could believe what they were seeing—the experts all cheered for Ryan’s unbreakable spirit. Win or lose, with this kind of swagger, calling him a god wasn’t even an exaggeration!
Seeing Ryan go this wild, the Heavenly Troops were all stunned. It shouldn’t have been possible—but Ryan just forced it through anyway. It was straight-up miraculous!
"Damn it, chop him to pieces! So what if he broke through to Profound Immortal great-perfection? He’s still just a Profound Immortal! Are we Heavenly Troops supposed to be scared of some weak Profound Immortal?" One of the celestial generals shouted, his words like a wake-up call. Instantly, all the Heavenly Troops snapped back to attention, their focus locked on Ryan Ling. Their power gathered again—after all, these Heavenly Troops were all Golden Immortal grade. No ordinary force could stand against a squad like that!
"Kill!" In a flash, waves of power swept toward Ryan Ling. The Heavenly Troops still wanted to take him down with a group attack—but Ryan had already transformed completely!
His Profound Immortal power was off the charts, but the real game-changer was Primeval Heavenwood beside him, unleashing its strongest Immortal Crystal force yet. All those Immortal Crystals had turned pure violet—an omen of 'purple qi from the east.' The power of these crystals could flip the whole battlefield. In fact, the energy inside them was even stronger than the Heavenly Troops from the Immortal World!
"You really think you can trap me? Since you’re all so hell-bent on wiping me out, I’ll just wipe you out instead..." Ryan Ling roared, his voice wild and unrestrained...