"Damn it, he's still not dead yet? Half of you, finish off Ryan Ling once and for all!" Seeing the change on Ryan Ling's side, the lead Protector immediately shouted.
In an instant, half of the Protectors turned and charged straight at Ryan Ling.
Once again, it's the Thunder Formation!
Over a thousand bolts of lightning instantly slammed into the ground where Ryan Ling had fallen.
But this time, their attack had no effect—all the lightning seemed to fall into a bottomless abyss, instantly sucked away without a trace.
And that was just the beginning!
The real shock was that all the demonic miasma within several kilometers vanished in an instant, leaving no trace behind.
"What the hell? Where did all the demonic miasma go?" All the Protectors hammering Ryan Ling were stunned!
They knew better than anyone what this demonic miasma was!
It was basically like the combined power of every poison on earth—the corrosive force of this miasma was limitless. Ordinary people couldn't even imagine it, and even the strongest experts would be drained dry in an instant.
Up until now, nobody had ever seen anything like this—the demon qi just vanished in an instant!
But before anyone could process that, something even crazier happened—right above that spot, a wild surge of Nascent Soul aura erupted. Golden light shot everywhere, and inside those rays, what appeared? Giant golden figures, each one massive!
"Wait, that’s a sign of breaking through to Nascent Soul perfection! How is that even possible?" One of the Protectors who knew this realm freaked out and shouted.
"Ling Feng—Huaxia’s god, Ling Feng! I knew it, no matter what happens, you’d never abandon us!" Right then, Guihai One‑Blade, nearly dead himself, cried out.
"Damn it, forget the Divine Dragon for now! All power, pull back—kill Ling Feng first, that little bug!" The lead Protector finally sensed something was off and barked the order. Instantly, every Protector spun around to attack.
In a flash, the full force of their Thunder Formation exploded toward Ling Feng!
Thunder roared on all sides, sealing Ling Feng in a cage of lightning. The blast nearly carved a giant crater out of the earth!
Even the Protectors, each at peak Nascent Soul, could barely handle the backlash. After that barrage, they were left gasping for breath.
Every eye was glued to that crater, waiting to see what would happen next.
This fight had the whole world watching—every gaze was locked on this battlefield!
Everyone wanted to know—was he alive, or dead?
"No reaction? Was that just a last gasp, a dying flare?" Some experts nearby swallowed hard, voices shaky.
"Dead. Definitely dead. Damn, that scared me for a second! Now, let’s go finish off the Divine Dragon—don’t let it get away!" The lead Protector took a long breath, eyes already scanning the distant South Sea.
But just as he turned, a thunderous boom erupted behind him—Ling Feng shot out of the crater, blazing with light, golden avatars scattering in every direction! The sky was packed with golden figures.
Right then, the whole world zeroed in—every camera, every eye locked on Ling Feng.
Every powerhouse just stared, totally stunned!
This was no hallucination—this was a real breakthrough to Nascent Soul perfection!
The KL League Protectors around him were frozen in shock!
Normally, even top-tier Nascent Soul breakthroughs only spawn a handful of golden avatars. That’s already considered elite.
But this was insane—Ling Feng was surrounded by thousands, maybe tens of thousands!