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After watching the video, the President never expected that this time, the Western Continent would ally with the other two continents.

They even issued a bounty mission to capture Chen Feng.

The bounty was as high as one billion.

"These people have good taste."

"At least they have better judgment than that useless Yang Honghui."

The President had already made up his mind.

If Chen Feng managed to survive and return from Kunlun, he would personally interrogate him.

He didn’t believe Chen Feng was a member of the Devouring Heaven Club.

After all, no member of the Devouring Heaven Club would rush into Kunlun Mountain to save people.

After analyzing the video, the President immediately summoned his staff.

"Release the video online and have all media platforms cooperate."

"Recruit martial arts masters across the nation who are nearing the end of their lifespan to enter Kunlun Mountain."

The staff member was stunned.

The opening period of Kunlun Mountain was already more than halfway over.

Only a few days remained.

The last month was reserved for those who entered Kunlun Mountain to return to the outside world.

In other words, Kunlun Mountain opened for eighty-one days.

Just the round trip to and from the Jade Mountain and the Pool of Immortality would take over fifty days.

At this point, sending people in now meant they would only enter—never return.

Anyone who failed to leave Kunlun Mountain within the eighty-one days would be trapped there forever.

As the Martial Arts Association released the video and forcibly pushed it to the top of all media platforms, the internet exploded.

No one had anticipated that such events would occur during this opening of Kunlun Mountain.

No one had imagined that the Jade Mountain and the Pool of Immortality—the land of the Dragon Vein—would become such a brutal battlefield.

The corpses of Great Xia’s warriors were piled like mountains.

Countless invaders surrounded the entire Jade Mountain and the Pool of Immortality.

The numerical disparity was overwhelming.

Breaking through the defenses and stepping onto the Dragon Vein seemed inevitable.

It was even possible that the Jade Mountain’s defensive line had already been breached.

"How could this happen? Isn’t Great Xia the world’s dominant power?"

"Those damned invaders—are they openly declaring war on Great Xia?"

"My grandfather has already volunteered to fight. He’s ninety-nine years old, just a week away from turning a hundred… I can’t stop crying…"

"I want to fight too, but my Qi and Blood level is only 600. I wouldn’t be any help."

"The Martial Arts Association has already announced that participation is restricted to those over sixty."

"Didn’t they say Chen Feng’s Qi and Blood was only 300? How is he so strong?"

"He knows the Star-Swallowing Technique—his Qi and Blood must have already reached 1,000."

As discussions raged online, TV stations and radio broadcasts continuously aired appeals and updates.

An elderly couple looked at their grandson and his pregnant wife and sighed deeply.

"Grandpa and Grandma are sorry."

"We won’t be able to hold our great-grandchild in our arms."

The grandson’s wife burst into tears.

The grandson pleaded anxiously,

"Grandpa, Grandma, please don’t go."

"There are too many enemies. Even if you go now, it’s too late—the Dragon Vein is already lost."

"And Mom and Dad still haven’t returned."

"If you enter Kunlun too, what will happen to this family?"

The old man’s face darkened, and he slapped his grandson on the head.

"You ungrateful brat!"

"No matter how many enemies there are, whether the Dragon Vein can be saved or not, I’m going to take a few of them down with me!"

"My ancestors are all in Kunlun. Going there means I’m going home!"

Within a single day, scenes of farewell played out across Great Xia.

In just three days, another 300,000 elderly warriors over sixty entered Kunlun Mountain.

Young people, however, were strictly forbidden from entering.

Because the future of Great Xia still depended on them.

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At the Holy Capital Martial Arts Tournament,

Liu Weiwei stood on the stage, competing against the top talents from every province and city.

The difficulty level was several tiers higher than the provincial tournament.

However, she had now mastered the ability to unleash the Heavenly Crippling Kick ten times in succession.

After ten kicks, her legs would be pushed to their limit.

Fortunately, so far, no opponent had survived past five kicks.

With the terrifying power of the Heavenly Crippling Kick,

Liu Weiwei had remained undefeated, charging straight into the top sixteen.

If she won this match, she would advance to the quarterfinals.

In the audience,

Jin Youxi had been intently watching her junior sister’s match when she overheard people behind her discussing a major incident in Kunlun Mountain.

Jin Youxi quickly pulled out her phone to check the news.

And indeed, something huge had happened.

Recently,

news and videos from Kunlun Mountain had been surfacing daily.

Almost everyone who entered Kunlun carried a recording device or used their phones to capture important moments, documenting this extraordinary journey.

Jin Youxi had been keeping a close eye on these updates,

hoping to catch a glimpse of her master in the footage.

This time, she wasn’t disappointed.

Someone had segmented the hours-long video, and the final section was dedicated to Chen Feng.

She skipped straight to the end.

Seeing her master alive and well, Jin Youxi’s heart swelled with joy.

But then she watched as Chen Feng fought desperately, drenched in blood,

surrounded by countless enemies.

Her happiness quickly turned to dread.

When she saw him deliberately drawing the enemies away to save others, tears streamed down her face.

"Why is Master so reckless?"

"You saved them—but who will save you?"

Covering her mouth, she sobbed as she watched Chen Feng being hunted in the video.

On stage, Liu Weiwei caught sight of Jin Youxi crying while staring at her phone and felt a sudden pang of unease.

"Could it be—?"

Liu Weiwei lost all focus on the fight.

She had already delivered three kicks.

Now, she unleashed the remaining seven in rapid succession.

Her opponent, caught off guard, was blasted off the stage, nearly severely injured.

Without even checking on her opponent, Liu Weiwei hurried toward the edge of the stage.

But after just a few steps, her legs gave out, and she collapsed, tumbling off the platform.

The audience gasped in shock.

Only then did Jin Youxi snap out of her grief.

She rushed over and helped Liu Weiwei up.

Ignoring the bruise on her forehead, Liu Weiwei asked urgently,

"Did you get news about Master?"

Jin Youxi nodded and guided her to a seat, then showed her the video.

Meanwhile, Liu Weiwei’s sudden weakness had not gone unnoticed by her upcoming opponents.

"That terrifying woman has a weakness after all."

"Before this, she’s never used more than five kicks in a match."

"Just now, she used ten—and immediately collapsed."

"Her powerful leg technique must have limitations. I’ll test it when I face her tomorrow."

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In the stands, Xiao Ruohan watched as Liu Weiwei advanced to the quarterfinals.

Her teeth clenched, her fists trembling from how tightly she gripped them.

Her nails dug into her palms, drawing blood, but she didn’t even notice.

This outcome was unbearable.

In her own round of sixteen match, she had suffered the opposite result.

Liu Weiwei, who had once been her inferior in the city-level tournament,

had not only won the provincial championship but had now reached the national top eight.

Meanwhile, she hadn’t even made it past the top sixteen.

"It’s all that damned Chen Feng’s fault."

"If I could master the final move of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms,"

"I’d definitely make it into the top eight—maybe even avoid that crushing defeat in the provincial tournament."