Lin Qiye's figure suddenly blurred into a dark shadow, shooting off like an arrow released from its bow as he sprinted toward the Cangnan City center.
Ian, on the other hand, leisurely sat back down on the soft animal-hide sofa, even pouring himself a glass of wine.
At the exact moment Lin Qiye left the camp.
In a corner of the camp, a Calamity Raven—carefully raised by the Night Watchmen specifically to monitor anomalous energy fluctuations—suddenly let out an incredibly shrill, mournful cry.
Its shriek was sharp enough to tear through the air.
Immediately after, its black feathers fell out entirely without warning. Its robust body shriveled in an instant, melting into a puddle of foul-smelling black liquid as it died on the spot.
The young squad member in charge of monitoring turned deathly pale.
He stared fixedly at the puddle of black water, his body trembling uncontrollably. His lips quivered, and it took him a long time before he finally squeezed out a distorted roar through the internal communication channel.
"An omen of calamity!"
"A great disaster... An even greater disaster is descending upon Cangnan!"
Inside the command center, the already tense and suffocating atmosphere seemed to be completely drained away in that instant.
Just as everyone was left at a loss by this sudden, highest-level alarm, a figure silently appeared in the center of the command room.
It was as if he had been standing there all along, entirely unnoticed. The newcomer had a tall, straight posture and a calm expression. It was none other than Chen Muyue.
His tranquil gaze fell upon Loki's figure on the screen, and he let out a soft sigh.
"The aura of [Shiva's Resentment] has leaked after all."
His voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears with absolute clarity.
"It is not an inanimate object, but rather a manifestation of a wisp of resentment from the destructive authority of Shiva, the chief god of the Indian pantheon. It possesses an independent consciousness and a monstrous desire for destruction. All these years, I have been suppressing it with my own power."
Chen Muyue's tone was incredibly flat, as if he were recounting a trivial matter that had nothing to do with him.
"It is just that recently, my strength has waned somewhat, and I can no longer hold it back."
The scene shifted to the outskirts of Cangnan City.
Loki, the God of Mischief, hovered in midair. Watching the rapidly forming, ever-growing army of Frost Giants in the sky, a cruel yet elegant smile graced his handsome face.
He could clearly sense several powerful auras from Great Xia converging on this location, but he could not care less.
"Using mortal bodies in a vain attempt to defy gods?"
His voice was brimming with condescending disdain.
"Let this grand destruction serve as the prelude to our descent!"
He slowly spread his arms, his posture as if he were embracing the entire world, welcoming the impending chaos and death.
"Boom!"
A deafening crash interrupted his aria.
A black silhouette plummeted from the sky like a meteor, slamming heavily into the ground right in front of the Frost Giant legion. His feet stomped two deep craters into the hard asphalt road, sending spiderweb-like cracks spreading wildly in all directions.
Lin Qiye had arrived.
Facing the vanguard giant that had formed first—a towering behemoth a hundred meters tall, radiating the freezing chill of absolute zero—there was not a single trace of fear in his eyes.
The Frost Giant roared and threw a punch. Before the wind of the strike even arrived, the extreme cold had already frozen the surrounding air into countless ice crystals.
Just as the icy fist was about to land, Lin Qiye executed the Ape Agility movement technique. His figure became erratic and elusive, dodging the apocalyptic strike by a hair's breadth.
Then, he instantly appeared behind the giant.
The next moment, he stood his staff upright with one hand. The rust-mottled black iron rod expanded wildly against the wind, transforming into a heaven-supporting pillar.
Lin Qiye gripped the massive iron rod with both hands. Driving power from his waist and channeling the strength of his entire body, he spun violently and swung it down!
The iron rod smashed ruthlessly into the Frost Giant's leg.
"Crack—!"
The Frost Giant's indestructible leg shattered on impact. Immediately after, the berserk force surged upward along its body, completely detonating the energy nodes within the giant.
"Rumble—!!"
The Frost Giant violently exploded into a sky full of ice crystals. Bathed in the falling ice shards, Lin Qiye looked like a demon god stepping out of hell.
Without a moment's pause, he turned and charged toward the remaining Frost Giants, the iron rod in his hands blurring into a sky full of afterimages.
With every strike, a massive Frost Giant was smashed into a cloud of fine powder.
Meanwhile, inside the Night Watchman camp's command center.
The cell phone in Chen Muyue's pocket suddenly rang with an ill-timed melody.
He answered the call. From the other end came an incredibly gentle female voice, carrying a hint of playful reproach.
"Old Chen, when are you coming home for dinner? The food is getting cold."
The calm and deadly aura of a powerhouse on Chen Muyue's face melted away entirely in that instant, replaced by a rare tenderness.
He replied softly, promising to return right away. After hanging up, the tenderness on his face slowly faded, leaving behind only endless loneliness and absolute resolve.
He sighed in a low voice, "The miracle I've maintained for so many years... has finally come to an end."
On the outskirts of Cangnan City, Loki's expression had turned completely dark.
Just as he prepared to intervene personally and crush the mortal who kept destroying his masterpieces with true divine power, the crisp sound of horse hooves suddenly echoed, approaching from a distance.
An antique horse-drawn carriage had appeared on the highway at some unknown point.
Master Chen had arrived. With a casual flick of his wrist, he tossed a cup of tea toward the densely packed legion of giants in the sky.
As the tea left the cup, it transformed into a streak of flowing light.
Wherever the light passed, the Frost Giants were sliced apart as if by an invisible blade, silently disintegrating and annihilating into nothingness.
Loki's expression shifted slightly.
However, there was no need for him to deal with this side. On the other end of the horizon, a massive expanse of golden light suddenly bloomed, and rolling thunder boomed like war drums.
The chief god of the Indian pantheon, Indra, the God of Thunder and War, descended from the clouds riding his sacred white war elephant.
His vast divine might was completely undisguised, locking directly onto Master Chen in the carriage.
"The one who stole [Shiva's Resentment] shall be executed!"
The divine voice boomed like thunder, shaking heaven and earth.
Master Chen finally raised his eyes, glancing at Indra before driving his carriage up into the stratosphere.
Indra let out a furious roar and gave chase relentlessly.
The two powerhouses, belonging to the human and divine factions respectively, instantly opened up a second battlefield.
The tide of battle took a sharp turn for the worse. Immediately after, an even more despair-inducing sight appeared.
The figures of the Greek God King Zeus and the Norse God King Odin appeared simultaneously in the skies above Great Xia.
They did not make a move; simply standing there brought forth boundless, oppressive pressure.
Their divine might acted like a black canopy, shrouding the entire nation and bringing suffocating despair.
The voices of the God Kings echoed in the minds of every citizen of Great Xia—cold and unquestionable.
"Hand over Emperor One!"
"Hand over [Shiva's Resentment]!"
"Otherwise, Great Xia shall welcome the true Ragnarok!"
Above the East Sea, Zhou Ping faced off against Poseidon, the God of the Sea, with a single sword.
In the extraterrestrial battlefield, Master Chen had lured away Indra, the God of Thunder.
The rest of Great Xia's peak human powerhouses were also pinned down one after another by hostile gods who had quietly appeared.
At this moment, facing two supreme God Kings and the faintly visible, fiercely glaring pantheon of gods behind them, the entirety of Great Xia fell into a deathly silence.
This was not a battle of equals in the slightest.
Just when everyone believed the apocalypse had arrived and plunged completely into the abyss of despair.
A high-pitched, impassioned blast of a suona—sounding as if it could tear heaven and earth apart—rang out from the highest heavens!
The sound was incredibly overbearing, forcefully scattering a portion of the divine canopy laid down by the combined might of the two God Kings!
Accompanied by that utterly arrogant suona melody, a resplendent golden-red divine light brazenly pierced through the dark clouds shrouding the sky.
An incomparably massive golden rod came crashing down!
"BOOM—!!!"
The giant rod stabbed heavily into the earth right in front of the two God Kings!
Everyone's gazes were fixed dead upon that colossal rod planted deep into the ground, looking as if it connected heaven and earth.
Under the sunlight, several ancient Great Xia characters on the rod's body gleamed brightly, reflecting clearly in the eyes of every being present—Ruyi Jingu Bang!
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