Chapter549 With rhe aound that Zan picked upThe rainforest no longer felt peaceful. Ancient Emperor Zan stood exactly where he had been before, but the atmosphere had shifted. The distant disturbance he had sensed earlier had not faded it had grown. Leaves trembled without wind. Birds had stopped singing. Even the jungle beasts, normally territorial and aggressive, had withdrawn deeper into the forest as if instinct warned them of something larger unfolding. The scout returned abruptly. He did not descend gracefully. He dropped from the canopy in haste, landing hard enough to send leaves scattering. He bowed immediately, but his breathing was uneven. Zan noticed. “What did you see?” Zan asked calmly, though his eyes sharpened. The scout swallowed. “It is Vibrant City, Your Majesty. I confirmed it from the skyline ruins. Three rulers are engaged in a full Celestial clash.” Zan did not interrupt. The scout continued, gathering himself. “The battle has already erased e

Chapter551 Ancient Emperor Zan did not travel like ordinary martial art practitioners. He did not simply fly. He displaced terrain. The rainforest below split apart in straight corridors as his presence cut through the canopy. Beasts that sensed his approach did not attack they fled. Massive spirit serpents dove into underground tunnels. Predatory birds folded their wings and dropped from the sky to avoid crossing his path. Even territorial apex beasts flattened themselves against the forest floor as his aura swept across the land. Zan’s speed was not reckless. It was controlled, deliberate, compressing earth-element energy beneath his feet to propel himself forward in steady bursts that shattered air pressure in rhythmic pulses. He crossed mountains. Valleys. Ruined plains. Within minutes, the southern skyline shifted. Vibrant City entered his field of vision. Or rather...What remained of it. Zan slowed. His brows furrowed. From a distance, the region looked wrong. The t

Chapter553 The battlefield in the mountains had fallen completely silent. Smoke drifted lazily between fractured ridges. Scorched stone still radiated faint heat from the countless techniques unleashed earlier. The Crimson Victorium Force stood scattered across the terrain, breathing heavily, bloodied but upright. Felix watched the last of the surrendered soldiers disappear into the distance. Only after they were gone did he turn toward his own men. For a moment, he said nothing. He simply looked at them. They had fought three empires at once. They had held the line. They had bled. And they were still standing. Felix descended slowly and landed before them. Luthor stepped forward first, kneeling with a clenched fist against his chest. “Your Majesty.” The others followed. Felix shook his head lightly. “Stand. All of you.” They rose. His gaze swept across their ranks. Some had deep cuts across their arms. Others bore cracked armor, bruised ribs, or lingering interna

Chapter555 The inside of the van smelled like rubber and metal. Nepa Light’s wrists were tied tightly behind his back with reinforced binding straps. His ankles were secured as well, forcing him to sit awkwardly on the cold floor of the vehicle’s rear compartment. The engine hummed steadily beneath him as the van moved through the city. He twisted his shoulders, trying to loosen the restraints. “Do you idiots even know who I am?” he shouted toward the front seats. “You’ve made a mistake. A very big mistake.” No one answered. The two men in the front did not turn around. They drove. Light’s heart began to pound harder. His drunken haze was fading rapidly under the surge of adrenaline. “I am Nepa Light of the Nepa Clan!” he yelled again. “Untie me now and I might forget this happened.” Silence. The van turned sharply. He lost balance and fell sideways against the metal wall, groaning. “Are you deaf?” he snarled. Still nothing.The city sounds gradually faded. Traffic noi

Chapter557 "We want a table reservation" Christene chriped. “ For how many People?” “two,” Christene replied cheerfully. the waiter lead them to a slightly more secluded corner, though still visible enough to draw glances. Christene didn’t seem to notice but Serena did and she remained calm. The waiter handed them menus, but Christene barely looked at ut as she said. “We’ll take your best dishes,” she said confidently. Chef’s specialties. And something sweet at the end.” The waiter nodded quickly. “Yes, of course.” As the waiter left, the whispering continued. “Are they celebrities?”“Models?”“Maybe visiting elites.” At a nearby table sat Nina the daughter of the Manager of Frais consortium. Nina was dressed impeccably. Jewelry glimmered at her wrists and neck. Her makeup was flawless. She was used to being the center of attention. But today..No one was looking at her. Her gaze hardened as she followed the direction of everyone’s eyes toward the the two girl