In an instant.
The air itself seemed to freeze solid.
Aiden’s entire body was frozen stiff.
Even the true essence within him began to slowly congeal.
A thick layer of frost spread across the surface of his skin.
The arm he had used to throw the punch.
Had already transformed into an ice sculpture.
He could no longer maintain his stance of walking through the air.
And plummeted straight down from the sky into the sea.
But then, with a crack,
the arm Aiden had punched with shattered into pieces upon impact.
Only then did he notice.
The originally turbulent sea.
Had now been completely frozen over.
The next moment.
A hand grabbed his white hair and yanked him up.
At the same time, a fierce, devouring force.
Forcibly stripped away the true essence within his body.
His cultivation rapidly plummeted from the Martial God realm.
Aiden felt all of this in despair.
But he no longer had the strength to resist.
True essence was different from blood energy.
True essence was the transformed soul origin obtained during the tribulation of becoming a Martial God.
Once drained dry, it meant the soul itself was drained dry.
After death, he would truly vanish.
His soul would never even appear in the underworld.
But Su Yuanshan did not drain him completely.
He only stopped absorbing when the true essence was nearly exhausted.
Then step by step, he made his way to the skies above the Southern Continent.
He finally chose the most prosperous city in the Southern Continent.
Holding Aiden by the hair, he descended step by step from the sky.
Aiden panicked as he looked at the city below, shouting incoherently:
“What are you going to do?”
“Su Yuanshan, what do you think you’re doing?”
“These people are innocent.”
Su Yuanshan said coldly:
“The whole world is innocent, but my daughter isn’t?”
As he walked down from the sky,
He quickly drew the attention of countless people.
“Why is this guy walking down from the sky?”
“Looks like he’s a master from Great Xia—probably a newly promoted Martial Saint.”
“That old man looks beaten badly, like he’s on his last legs.”
“Young master, let’s talk this out calmly—killing people isn’t right.”
……
The crowd buzzed with discussion.
Even an old man at the Martial Revered rank spoke up to try to reason with him.
Su Yuanshan stood in the middle of a square.
Holding Aiden’ss hair as if he were dragging a dead dog.
He stared at the onlookers and bellowed:
“Tell the ruling officials of this city to get the hell over here!”
The aura of a Martial God radiated instantly.
All the onlookers immediately had their legs go weak and dropped to their knees.
Even the elder who had just spoken, a Martial Revered, couldn’t help but collapse to the ground.
His heart was filled with terror.
He felt that, before Su Yuanshan, even his own Martial Revered status made him nothing more than an ant that could be crushed at will.
The gap in power was beyond estimation.
Once the crowd came to their senses,
They screamed and fled the square.
The bustling city center square was soon empty.
This place was the capital of the Southern Continent.
The Martial Arts Guild received the news immediately.
The ruling officer, Yang Honghui, and the deputy officer, Grandpa Jin, upon hearing about this, rushed over with their men as quickly as possible.
Ordinarily, a matter like this wouldn’t require the ruling officers to intervene.
But when they learned that the perpetrator causing the disturbance was a Martial Saint-level master,
Both of them had to handle it personally.
Most subordinates were no match for a Martial Saint.
They were just curious—
Who would have the nerve to openly cause trouble like this?
And to completely disregard the Great Xia Martial Arts Guild.
The Guild now boasted dozens of registered Martial Saints on its roster.
Moreover, in the Great Xia capital of Tiandu, the Martial God Yin Hu held his ground there.
Even if this Martial Saint was extremely strong, it was senseless to publicly challenge the Guild.
As soon as they arrived at the scene, both Yang Honghui and Grandpa Jin froze.
Su Yuanshan was unknown to them,
But the man Su Yuanshan was holding was unmistakable.
As high-ranking members of the Martial Arts Guild, they naturally knew.
There was a Martial God on the Southern Continent named Aiden.
But how could Aiden, a dignified Martial God, be beaten so badly?
With his hair grabbed, handled like a dead dog.
Yang Honghui rubbed his eyes.
Wondering if his vision was playing tricks on him.
Grandpa Jin asked incredulously:
“Young man, the one you’re holding—is that Old Senior Aiden?”
Su Yuanshan looked at Grandpa Jin and Yang Honghui.
He hadn’t expected Great Xia had changed so much.
That they really had unified the world.
He replied coldly:
“Bring reporters here immediately.”
“I want the whole world to witness what happens next.”
Yang Honghui said nervously:
“I am the ruling officer of the Southern Continent Martial Arts Guild. You can tell me anything directly.”
Su Yuanshan didn’t bother with nonsense.
He raised his hand and used his Devouring Skill,
Pulling Yang Honghui toward him.
Yang Honghui had no chance to resist before Su Yuanshan grabbed him by the throat.
“I don’t like repeating myself.”
“I want a broadcast to the whole world.”
“I hope the Great Xia Martial Arts Guild’s President doesn’t do anything stupid.”
“My patience is very limited.”
Grandpa Jin sensed that something major was unfolding.
The young man’s power had completely exceeded anything he understood.
Combined with intelligence from recent days,
And looking at Aiden and Yang Honghui,
A name emerged in Grandpa Jin’s mind.
“Could it be… that Su Yuanshan has resurrected?”
“He only came back today, and now he’s already gone to the Southern Continent?”
Grandpa Jin immediately called the Great Xia headquarters.
The President’s instruction was simple:
Fulfill any demand Su Yuanshan made, without the slightest delay.
Grandpa Jin promptly dispatched orders.
Commanding that all media reporters in the Southern Continent’s capital rush over as fast as possible.
Just over ten minutes later,
Several helicopters descended, landing on the road at the edge of the square.
By that time, the entire city center was blockaded.
A crowd of reporters sprinted off the helicopters, gathered around Grandpa Jin,
And, following instructions, set up their cameras.
“We’re ready to begin at any moment.”
“Every TV station and online media will broadcast this live simultaneously.”
“Mr. Su, please speak freely—the Martial Arts Guild will give you our full cooperation.”
Su Yuanshan casually tossed Yang Honghui aside.
Grandpa Jin quickly caught him.
Meanwhile, the entire world watched this scene unfold.
Back in Tiandu, Chen Feng had returned, his hands now fully healed.
He gazed at the television, at Su Yuanshan, feeling an ominous dread.
Chen Shuangshuang, beside him, also looked curiously at the man who seemed about the same age as her father.
She couldn’t hold back asking:
“He’s really… my maternal grandfather?”
Chen Feng grimaced and nodded.
He couldn’t hide the truth about Su Yuanshan from his daughter.
Moreover, given Su Yuanshan’s nature,
He would certainly come looking for his granddaughter.
Chen Feng couldn’t stop it, nor did he have the power to do so.
He could only wait for Su Yuanshan to calm down and continue seeking ways to raise his own strength.
But the next words spoken by Su Yuanshan on the news,
Chilled Chen Feng’s heart on the spot.
He grabbed his phone immediately, calling Qianqian, ordering her to flee the Southern Continent at once.
Shuangshuang stared intently at Aiden’s face.
For the first time, she came to know who her true enemy was.
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