The Beginning of Chaos

It didn’t take long for netizens to notice.

The person in the video bore a striking resemblance to Chen Feng.

However, since the footage was captured at night, the quality was poor.

At first, no one recognized him.

But upon closer comparison, it became clear—

Whether it was his martial arts techniques or his clothing, everything matched Chen Feng.

Soon, reporters arrived with past videos of Chen Feng to interview the young man who had lost an arm.

Upon seeing the footage, the young man confirmed without hesitation:

“Yes, that’s him.”

“I’ll never forget the face of the man who saved my life.”

His words instantly caused an uproar.

Online debates erupted among netizens.

“Isn’t Chen Feng a member of the Devouring Heaven Club?”

“Since when does the Devouring Heaven Club have good people?”

“Good or not, there’s no way to whitewash that group.”

“Maybe he’s trying to make up for past sins by doing good now.”

“Don’t judge him so harshly—we’ve never seen Chen Feng do anything evil.”

...

Jin Youxi and Liu Weiwei saw news of their master once again.

At first, their hearts swelled with excitement.

This meant he was still alive.

But when they saw the final scenes—Chen Feng coughing up blood—

Their joy turned to worry.

Jin Youxi, fighting back tears to keep Liu Weiwei’s spirits up, reassured her:

“Weiwei, don’t overthink it.”

“You have a competition tomorrow—you need to stay focused.”

“I believe Master will return safely.”

“You have to win and give him a reason to be proud.”

Liu Weiwei nodded firmly.

She swore to herself that no matter what, she would achieve greatness.

She wanted the world to know just how exceptional her master was.

At the Martial Arts Association,

Yang Honghui clenched his fists as he watched the video of Chen Feng saving lives.

“Well done!”

“I knew you weren’t a bad person.”

Though Chen Feng’s use of a life-draining technique was undeniable—

And no one could erase that stain—

Yang Honghui refused to believe Chen Feng was truly wicked.

From the very beginning—the incident of opening a martial arts school with zero life force—

To the Western forces’ attempts to recruit him before his life-or-death duel—

He had always sensed that Chen Feng didn’t belong with the Devouring Heaven Club.

The Devouring Heaven Club was a ruthless organization.

Its members callously drained others’ life force to boost their own power.

Over the years, tens of thousands had fallen victim to their cruelty.

That was why the club was so universally despised.

...

Meanwhile, Su Yan, who had already arrived in the Holy Capital,

Smiled as she watched the latest footage of Chen Feng.

“This handsome young master of mine sure knows how to stir up trouble.”

“But even if he makes it out alive, he’ll have no choice but to follow me now.”

In her eyes, neither the public nor the Martial Arts Association

Would ever tolerate a technique that stole others’ life force.

So once Chen Feng left Kunlun Mountain,

His only path would be joining the Devouring Heaven Club.

Su Yan was already considering what position to give him.

She checked her phone—it was already midnight.

Opening the Devouring Heaven Club’s management group chat,

She set her plan into motion.

[Group Leader: All members in the Holy Capital—destroy every Yelu-affiliated business at any cost.]

The order spread instantly as deputy leaders forwarded it to every subgroup.

A mole within the club immediately relayed the message to the Martial Arts Association.

The Association’s Grandmaster had barely fallen asleep when his phone rang.

“What is it?”

“Grandmaster, emergency—the Devouring Heaven Club just ordered an attack on the Yelu family.”

“When?”

“Now.”

The Grandmaster jolted awake.

Now?!

The suddenness of the attack left the Martial Arts Association no time to react.

But this was inevitable.

The Devouring Heaven Club’s leader clearly knew about the mole.

So every order was issued without warning,

Leaving the Association scrambling at the last minute.

Worse yet, the Association’s main forces—along with its covert operatives—

Had all been deployed to Kunlun Mountain to fight foreign invaders.

They were critically short-handed.

The Grandmaster had no choice but to lead the response himself.

He ordered the night shift to recall all daytime personnel immediately.

But even that would take far too long.

At the same time, the Association alerted the Yelu family.

But it was already too late.

Battles erupted across the Holy Capital.

Every business tied to the Yelu family came under attack.

At Yelu Corporation’s headquarters,

The family’s elders gathered in emergency session.

“Can someone explain why the Devouring Heaven Club suddenly turned on us?”

“We’ve worked with them before—they’ve handled countless shady jobs for us. Why betray us now?”

“Where’s Third Elder?”

“I’ll call him.”

The phone connected—

But instead of Third Elder’s voice,

A woman spoke.

“Good news—you can start planning the funeral.”

In a Holy Capital villa,

Su Yan hung up the phone.

She stared coldly at the withered old man before her.

“Tell me—who else was involved back then?”

But the old man wasn’t listening.

Instead, he stared in disbelief.

“How… how is your Life Drain stronger than mine?”

Su Yan smirked.

“Maybe your master just taught you poorly.”

“Whereas I—I happen to have an excellent teacher.”

Kunlun Mountain.

Chen Feng pressed deeper into the range,

But the sights along the way

Made him frown.

Over the past half-month,

He’d seen too many corpses—all from his homeland.

And far too many foreign invaders.

In fact, their numbers seemed absurdly high.

The further he ventured into Kunlun,

The more invaders he encountered.

He’d been forced to flee multiple times.

Fortunately, few could match the speed of his Crippled Step technique.

And those who could… weren’t strong enough to defeat him.

Now, as Chen Feng advanced,

The sounds of combat reached him—

And they were getting closer fast.

He quickly scaled a tree and concealed himself.

Soon, dozens of bloodied young men came into view, fleeing desperately.

Among them was a familiar face—

Wang Hao, whom he’d met on the plane.

Behind them, a group of elders fought a desperate rearguard action.

Pursuing them were hundreds of invaders.

Chen Feng’s frown deepened.

The invaders vastly outnumbered his countrymen—

Every encounter followed the same pattern.

Once or twice could be coincidence.

But this consistency defied logic.

Kunlun was their land—their people should dominate here.

Yet reality told a different story.

As Wang Hao and the others passed beneath his tree,

Followed by the retreating elders,

Two more elders fell in the brief moment it took for the invaders to arrive.

Chen Feng didn’t hesitate.

The moment the enemies were below him,

He struck from above.