"What exactly happened?"
"Could it be that our people were discovered by Great Xia's forces after they came out?"
"There's no avoiding casualties in a situation like this. Some losses are inevitable."
"I already instructed them to scatter and escape separately."
"With tens of thousands of kilometers of mountainous borders, Great Xia simply can't station that many experts stronger than top-tier warriors to guard it."
That was precisely why they dared to launch a large-scale invasion of Kunlun Mountain.
Top-tier warriors are considered the backbone of the forces.
To hold off top-tier warriors, you'd need at least someone stronger than a top-tier warrior.
Even in Great Xia, the total number of martial arts masters and grandmasters combined doesn't reach tens of thousands.
The governor of the Western Continent returned, holding a tablet.
This usually calm and composed leader was showing signs of despair for the first time.
"We might not have a single person left to come back."
His words immediately made the other two governors react like cats whose tails had been stepped on.
They hurriedly grabbed the tablet.
After reading the latest updates, their faces turned ashen, and they slumped into their chairs.
The Northern Continent governor said,
"How am I supposed to explain this?"
"I'll be forced to step down!"
The Southern Continent governor added,
"Our situation is even worse. A welcoming parade is underway right now—they're all waiting for heroes to return."
"I might become the first governor in Southern Continent's history to be arrested."
Minutes earlier, at Great Xia’s Kunlun Mountain.
The last day of the mountain's lockdown.
Everyone was anxiously awaiting the final moment.
Jin Youxi tightly held Liu Weiwei’s hand, nervously watching the live broadcast.
The last few hours of Kunlun’s lockdown.
At this moment, families whose loved ones hadn’t returned were on edge.
They were hoping for a miracle.
And indeed,
a miracle happened.
At the final moment,
those last dozen or so injured survivors finally emerged.
The Martial Arts Guild immediately reported this.
The live broadcast switched to the scene without delay.
One by one, fifteen people came out.
The Martial Arts Guild promptly arranged medical treatment.
But they refused any interviews for the time being.
The Guild’s president rushed there personally to inquire about the situation on Kunlun Mountain.
Originally, they expected the situation to be similar to before.
But they soon realized there had been a drastic turn of events.
Zhang Bowen was defeated and fled.
Chen Feng was still alive—and he had taken the enemy’s Chixiao Sword.
Chen Feng refused to leave.
He single-handedly held off over a hundred thousand invaders.
Chen Feng claimed the Dragon Vein was a lie; the inscriptions on it were carved by Zhang Bowen.
The amount of information was overwhelming.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, unable to believe it.
But soon, someone handed over their recorder to the Martial Arts Guild.
After the Guild’s senior officials watched it, they were all shocked.
"Zhang Bowen lost?"
"Look at the sword in Chen Feng’s hand—that’s definitely the Chixiao Sword."
"Unfortunately, we didn’t get to see the battle itself."
"But when Chen Feng was killing the invaders, his strength clearly rose to a whole new level."
"My goodness! This isn’t just a top-tier warrior—he’s several levels stronger than even a martial arts master."
"More than that, if I didn’t know this was Kunlun Mountain, I’d swear he was a grandmaster."
Kunlun was sealed once again.
The Martial Arts Guild also promptly released the list of the fifteen survivors who came out last.
Upon seeing the names on the list,
countless people across Great Xia fell into despair.
Grief crept into every heart.
Jin Youxi broke down on the spot, crying out loud.
At that moment, all her hopes shattered.
Liu Weiwei wiped away her tears while trying to comfort her:
“The Martial Arts Guild said that Master might be from the Kunlun Descendants.”
“People from the Kunlun Descendants aren’t afraid of the Kunlun Mountain Closure.”
“Maybe Master is already on his way back.”
Though she said these words, the pain in her heart was impossible to erase.
The Martial Arts Guild quickly edited the video.
Then they released it to the public.
In the video, everything about Chen Feng’s claim of a fake Dragon Vein—whether true or false—was completely kept under wraps.
The top leaders of Great Xia only knew one thing:
Whether that place was a real Dragon Vein or some Four Symbols Heavenly Barrier,
they didn’t need to guard it.
Because compared to the dangers inside, even the strongest martial artists were too weak.
Once the video was released, the entire internet erupted again.
At this moment, all of Great Xia remembered one name:
Chen Feng!
That man who stood alone to hold the gate, invincible against thousands.
That man who fought bloodily on Kunlun, unmatched and unstoppable.
This final video made countless people remember Chen Feng’s face.
“No one expected that in the end, it was Chen Feng who stepped up and turned the tide.”
“Well done! None of those scumbags will ever get out.”
“It’s a pity such a peerless genius ended up perishing with the enemy.”
“Thank you, Brother Chen Feng, for avenging my father!”
“Thank you, Brother Chen Feng, for avenging my grandson!”
...
Every single report about Chen Feng was flooded with comments.
At this moment, all those who lost family members almost regarded Chen Feng as their savior.
Jin Youxi once again wiped her tears away.
“Master was so foolish!”
“Why didn’t you come back?”
“Did you abandon me?”
“Wuwuwu...”
Liu Weiwei, at this moment, felt proud of their Master.
But also deeply saddened.
Major media outlets scrambled to report on Chen Feng’s deeds.
It was unavoidable.
Chen Feng’s past was once again dug up.
Jiang City.
The suburban courtyard where Chen Feng once rented was bought by someone.
A statue of Chen Feng was erected at the gate.
In just one day,
tens of thousands of bouquets were laid before the statue.
Countless people came to mourn Chen Feng.
On the base of the statue, eight large characters were engraved:
“Never met him, yet received his grace.”
The person who built this statue had a daughter who also participated in the Kunlun Mountain opening but never returned.
Chen Feng’s last stand blocked all the invaders.
In a way, he avenged that daughter.
A middle-aged security guard in Jiang City,
looking at the news about Chen Feng, couldn’t help but have red, teary eyes.
“Ah! Uncle was really foolish before. What a fine young man.”
At this moment, even more sorrowful than Great Xia were the other three continents.
Once the video was released, it spread quickly.
In the South Continent, where people were celebrating with a parade,
the originally joyful crowd immediately erupted.
Loud wails and cries broke out.
The festive atmosphere was quickly replaced by anger.
The South Continent’s Deputy Governor, along with the powerful elite, immediately announced the arrest of the mastermind behind this incident.
The current Governor of the South Continent, still on a plane, saw his own wanted notice issued.
He couldn’t help but curse:
“Shit! Those damn bastards!”
“I’m not running away! Why issue a manhunt?”
Meanwhile, the governor of the Northern Continent was on trial.
“Your decisions have inflicted irreparable damage on the entire continent.”
“Your ambition led to the destruction of the Northern Continent’s most crucial force in the Kunlun Mountains.”
“Your actions have brought the wrath of Great Xia upon the Northern Continent.”
“You are a traitor to your people.”
“Your crimes will be recorded in the annals of history.”
“You are sentenced to seven hundred and eighty years in prison.”
The situation was somewhat better for the governor of the Western Continent.
Protected by the powerful factions behind him,
he was spared imprisonment.
However, he still had to take responsibility for this incident and resigned in disgrace.
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ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
