"No! Don't come any closer!!"

Nagata Keiichi looked at Qin Heng with incomparable horror, his face ashen and filled with fear, his entire body trembling, completely devoid of his earlier haughty demeanor.

Qin Heng's power had exceeded his imagination.

No. To be precise, it had defied the bounds of what normal humans could imagine!

Who could have thought that a single person could annihilate over a thousand fully armed soldiers, instantly turning ten escort ships into exploding scrap metal?! This was simply superhuman, an Immortal!!

BANG! BANG!

With a wave of his hand, Qin Heng turned everyone in the command center, except for Nagata Keiichi, into a mist of blood, obliterating them from existence.

Finally, he looked at the commander of the Japan Self-Defense Forces and said indifferently, "I am sparing your life for now, but I need you to go somewhere..."

THUMP!

Nagata Keiichi fell to his knees, prostrating before Qin Heng, readily agreeing without a second thought and crying out, "Thank you! Thank you!!"

"Very good." Qin Heng nodded slightly, patted Nagata Keiichi's shoulder gently, then walked out of the command room, stepping onto the sea waves as if on flat ground, leaving Japan.

The place Nagata Keiichi was to go was the Yasukuni Shrine. Qin Heng had embedded a thread of Mana into him.

As soon as Nagata Keiichi reached the Yasukuni Shrine, the Mana would explode, obliterating him along with the Shrine into fragments!

「…」

After Qin Heng left Tokyo Bay, the dense clouds that had enveloped the skies above it began to dissipate. This was the aftereffect of the Spell cast by Qin Heng. Now that the power of the Spell had been exhausted, these remnants naturally vanished like smoke.

Countries all over the world were highly concerned about the battle between Qin Xuantian and the Japan Self-Defense Forces. They desperately wanted to know the outcome and mobilized satellites for observation.

However, previously, the clouds had obstructed their view, and the satellites failed to detect the specific situation. They only knew that beneath the clouds, a terrifying battle involving immense energy fluctuations must have taken place.

Now, as the clouds scattered, everything was revealed before the eyes of the global elite.

The world was in shock.

In the Martial Artist Forum's elite section, a picture also appeared.

It showed the Port of Tokyo Bay, ravaged and nearly reduced to ruins, with traces of artillery bombardment everywhere.

But Qin Xuantian's figure was no longer there. Not a trace remained.

"Could it be that Qin Xuantian was blasted into dust and pulp under the bombardment?"

"Impossible! Qin Xuantian is the top-ranked person on the Martial Dao list and incredibly powerful. Mere artillery shouldn't be able to kill him, right?"

"Says who? No matter how strong Qin Xuantian is, he's still flesh and blood. Under such concentrated artillery fire, he must be dead, without a doubt!!"

Debates were already erupting within the forum's elite section.

They argued non-stop over whether Qin Xuantian had ultimately perished. In less than a minute, hundreds of posts had been made.

Some were even lamenting that it was truly regrettable for such an unparalleled Martial Dao genius to die like this.

However, someone soon uploaded a full image captured by satellite. It showed Tokyo Bay smothered in thick smoke, the ground charred, and the seawater glittering with firelight. Qin Xuantian was walking on the water, unscathed.

Unscathed! Without a single injury!!

"Qin Xuantian actually survived! He directly confronted the military and lived!"

"Unbelievable! Absolutely unbelievable! In that firelight—are those the remains of ten escort ships? Did Qin Xuantian destroy ten escort ships?"

"How is this possible??"

Countless people marveled; countless found it hard to believe.

But now, the truth lay before their eyes.

No matter what had happened in Tokyo Bay when it was shrouded by clouds, Japan's defeat was a fact!

They had deployed over a thousand fully armed soldiers, equipped with armored vehicles, anti-aircraft batteries, and even called in ten escort ships!

They had set out to surround and kill Qin Xuantian!

In the end, it resulted in the complete obliteration of their forces, while Qin Xuantian left without a scratch!!

It was simply like a myth!!

Incredible!!

The whole world was shaken, trembling in fear!

Even the American president had called an emergency meeting at the White House, trying to find America's own "god!!"

That's right. In the eyes of the American elite, Qin Xuantian, who could defeat an army head-on, was undoubtedly a god walking among men!

This battle!

Sealed his godhood!

「…」

Qin Heng didn't care about the world's reaction to this astonishing battle. He didn't even bother to consider it.

As the Immortal Emperor, why should he care about the thoughts of a bunch of ants?

After annihilating the Japanese Maritime Self-Defense Force, Qin Heng left Japan, walking on water, and headed back to China.

It was as if he'd just casually stepped out for a moment, as if he'd finished an insignificant little task.

Qin Heng strolled on the sea surface as leisurely as if it were his own courtyard. The sky was vast and the sea boundless, a sight that refreshed the spirit.

He released his vast and terrifying aura without restraint, causing all sea creatures to flee. Within a one-kilometer radius, no marine life dared to approach.

After walking for an unknown distance, Qin Heng suddenly noticed a cruise ship slowly sailing ahead.

With his Divine Sense, he could clearly sense that on this ship, there was a myriad of negative energies.

Violence, bloodlust, slaughter, resentment, grief, and indignation...

They had almost solidified into substance.

A thought crossed Qin Heng's mind. He walked over.

「…」

Between Japan and China lies a vast expanse of sea. A large part of it consists of international waters. These waters are not controlled by any country and thus have no governing laws, making them an undoubted paradise for criminals!

At this moment, in this maritime area, a massive cruise ship was sailing slowly. Onboard, one life-and-death battle after another was taking place.

In the bowels of the cruise ship, a Colosseum spanning ten thousand square meters had been built. Every day, thirty Martial Artists from around the world were thrown into it to fight; only the last person alive could leave.

Above the Colosseum were glass walls, allowing those seated outside to see the events unfolding within.

This was a form of entertainment, as well as gambling.

Countless billionaires with fortunes of tens or hundreds of billions gathered here, splurging their wealth.

They chose three of these thirty Martial Artists to bet on, wagering on their life or death. If even one of their picks survived, their bet would double!

In the Colosseum, the bloody battles had already begun.

There was no victory or defeat—only life or death!

Countless tycoons above the Colosseum reveled in the thrill of watching blood and slaughter, drinking fine wines, and laughing heartily.

But they were unaware that the resentment, grief, and indignation accumulated on this ship over an unknown period, produced by countless individuals, were about to reach a saturation point and solidify into substance!

The rules between heaven and earth were gradually changing, and the divine and mystical that had disappeared were slowly returning!

When the battle in the Colosseum reached its climactic final moment, a burly man nearly two meters tall, with an extremely bulky build, killed all of his opponents.

"AAAAHHH!!"

He roared up at the sky, bellowing with anger and unwillingness!!

「In an instant.」

Storm clouds gathered, the very sky and earth seemed to change color, and all the accumulated resentment, grief, and indignation on the cruise ship suddenly began to converge, focusing on the burly man!