Chapter 132: You Are Nowhere Near Good Enough! (Please vote, please add to your library!)

While Yang Fan was cultivating beneath the Endless Cliff, the world outside was far from idle.

Within the ruins, Li Tian’s spiritual energy permeated the void, brewing with a terrifying momentum. Standing at the North-Rejecting City, the aura emanating from him was so intense that even Rank-10 powerhouses dared not approach him.

Li Tian was enraged.

"Manx, I think you’re looking for death! The Kunlun Mountains are sovereign Chinese territory. From ancient times to the present, our land has been sacred and indivisible. You actually want to station troops in the Kunlun Mountains? What is this? Are you trying to establish a colony or a concession in my China? I think you’ve grown tired of living!" Li Tian’s spiritual energy radiated outward, roaring toward a specific direction.

"That's right. So many years have passed, yet you still carry that same arrogant attitude. Times have changed. This is the era of spiritual energy recovery, and China possesses the most complete heritage. Your era has long since passed, and yet you dare to covet my China? My Dragon Fist can kill those from the Dark World, and it can just as easily kill you!" Dongfang Kui stood at the entrance of the passage, shouting in fury.

Xia Qiuming, floating above Dragon City, added, "We can share the news of the Kunlun Secret Realm with you, but don't even dream of entering China or the secret realm itself. Not to mention that the newly opened passage to the Kunlun Secret Realm cannot yet accommodate Rank-11 powerhouses, even if it could, you would never set foot on Chinese soil!"

In the distant city of Suqiu, the Rank-11 powerhouse known as Manx wore an incredibly ugly expression. He had barely uttered a word before being mocked so severely by the Chinese contingent.

Fighting was not an option. Setting aside their strength, there was the matter of numbers: China had four Rank-11s, while his S-Country had only him. He didn't dare to retort, but staying silent was equally humiliating.

"Li Tian, Xia Qiuming, you are being far too presumptuous! We are here as representatives of all the world's powerhouses to discuss matters. You greet every suggestion with a 'no' and a 'can't.' If every path is blocked, what is there to discuss? The Kunlun Secret Realm is on Earth; it belongs to the planet, not to your China..." Soman, far away in the City of Technology, had not yet finished speaking when he felt the space around him begin to ripple.

Han Daohong had left the Guardian City at some point, pushing toward the western cities. As he traveled, he tore through the void and struck out with a single punch.

The space in front of Soman shattered instantly, and a powerful punch intent surged toward him.

Soman was completely unprepared. He never imagined that, given the current situation, anyone from China would dare to strike, let alone leave their city to charge directly at him.

Soman’s aura surged around his body, and in the nick of time, he blocked Han Daohong's punch intent.

Then, Soman roared, "Han Daohong, how dare you—"

Again, he was cut off.

Han Daohong, still on his way, threw another punch.

He forcibly smashed Soman’s words back down his throat.

After throwing the punch, Han Daohong declared, "Of course I dare! You barbarians have eyes only for profit. You see something good and want to snatch it. Do you think this is a hundred years ago? If you dare to harbor any crooked intentions toward China now, we will dare to rip your hearts out..."

"Arrogant..."

"Han Daohong, you are being insolent..."

"Is this the attitude of China?"

"Enough talk. You must concede the Kunlun Secret Realm; at the very least, we must be allowed to station our people there. There is no room for negotiation!"

For a time, the many powerhouses in the ruins were incensed. They were furious that China dared to strike, and enraged that a nation once considered weak now dared to speak with such authority.

The era of spiritual energy recovery had not lasted long. Those who had reached Rank-11 in such a short time were undoubtedly geniuses; no one could deny that. They had all encountered miracles and were the pride of their generation.

With such a group gathered, each one was prideful and considered themselves superior. Because the Dark World was a constant threat, they had needed to maintain a united front and had never truly clashed, leaving their egos unchecked.

Now, having been berated and attacked by the Chinese, how could they stay silent? They issued ultimatums: things would happen their way, whether China liked it or not.

Xia Qiuming, floating above Dragon City, sneered. Spreading his spiritual energy, he said, "Don't try to act tough with me. I’ll say it again: every inch of China’s mountains and rivers is stained with the blood of our ancestors. If you dare to insult China, be prepared to die. As long as you dare to come, we dare to cut you down."

"Insolent... A formerly weak nation, even if it has regained its vitality, has no right to speak this way." Tom from A-Country roared, tearing through the void and stepping inside.

Xia Qiuming did not react.

In North-Rejecting City, Li Tian sneered, kicked the void in front of him into shards, and stepped through.

Not long after, in a desolate area of the ruins, Li Tian’s wild blade slashed down in fury.

Tom was knocked to the ground in a single blow.

Li Tian sheathed his blade and said, "With your level of strength, you aren't even as good as that woman named Cuili, whom I cut down from the Dark World... How dare you clamor in front of China..." Standing proudly in the void with his blade held toward the sky, Li Tian let his spiritual energy spread and asked, "Who else wants to come?"

For a moment, no one spoke.

Everyone had witnessed the strike Li Tian had just delivered. They had used their spiritual energy to observe the brief battle, carving the sight into their minds.

The overseas powerhouses were stunned.

What was going on? Was Tom a plant?

How could two Rank-11s be separated by such a gap that one could be floored by a single strike?

Tom, lying on the ground, felt deeply aggrieved.

Li Tian’s blade was strange; the moment it swung toward him, he had been unable to move, forced to endure such a heavy and powerful strike.

Moreover, Li Tian had held back. Otherwise, Tom felt that strike would have claimed more than half his life.

At that thought, fear crept into Tom’s heart—a fear he had not experienced since he began his cultivation. The gap was immense.

Li Tian, floating in the void, cast a sidelong glance at Tom and said, "Nations like yours, with histories of less than three hundred years, dare to compare your heritage with China? Do not think that all Rank-11s are the same. You are far behind..."

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Kunlun Secret Realm

The monkey known as the Hun-Tian Battle King sat atop a mountain peak.

A golden staff danced around him.

The monkey looked at the staff with eyes full of doting affection—a strange expression to hold for a weapon.

After playing with the staff for a while, the monkey’s body began to swell, and the staff grew alongside him.

When the monkey reached a height of fifty meters, he tilted his head back and roared, his massive staff pointing straight to the heavens.

As the monkey’s roar spread, every exotic beast in the Kunlun Secret Realm began to tremble, as if a sovereign had descended.

Even the Rank-10 Emperor-level beasts felt a surge of fear; this was the oppression of a superior over a subordinate.

No matter how powerful, exotic beasts were still beasts, and even with high intelligence, they retained their primal instincts. The oppression within their bloodlines was felt all the more intensely.

Following the monkey’s roar, beasts of Rank-8 and above began to take to the sky.

The entire Kunlun Secret Realm fell into chaos, with every tribe thrown into disorder.

Powerful beasts frequently soared over the heads of the various tribes. The larger tribes were fine; their own powerhouses released their pressure, causing the beasts to steer clear. But the smaller tribes suffered, trembling in fear as if the apocalypse had arrived. Fortunately, the beasts were only passing through and did not disturb them.

Gradually, the chaos subsided, but a question lingered in everyone’s mind: What was wrong with these beasts? Where were they going, and why? Had someone summoned them? Or had a treasure emerged?

Speculation grew, and many human powerhouses followed the path of the beasts.