Zhao Fu’s eyes narrowed as he watched the chaos unfold before him.His carefully planned encirclement strategy had been built on the assumption that Kael Varian would be vulnerable to multiple opponents, that what he showed in the Martial Arena had been mere flukes, made possible only because he faced single opponents at the time, a deception that would crumble the moment he faced a true, organized assault. But what was Zhao Fu witnessing now?This wasn’t a man burdened by the fact that he now faced multiple opponents. What he was witnessing right now was a choatic being thriving on the chaos below, relishing every moment the battle continued. Kael was not the prey he hoped he would be, No, He was a predator and he Zhao Fu had just brought him his prey.Kael moved like a beast unchained, his body a blur of efficiency and violence. Every motion was controlled, precise, showcasing a level of physical dominance that defied logic. Kael weaved through his opponents attacks in such a grace

Ming Dong was the first to react to Zhou Fu's signal. He flourished his spear, charging toward Kael with unwavering determination. A golden aura enveloped the spear, taking the form of a flood dragon. As he closed in, Ming Dong stomped his foot into the ground, sinking all of his momentum into it. Then, with a shout that seemed to come from the depths of his being, he thrust his spear forward, redirecting the accumulated force back into the weapon. The golden qi surrounding the spear intensified, pressing against the air, making the weapon itself seem like a living, breathing flood dragon. Kael, who bore the brunt of the overwhelming pressure, stood ready. His instincts screamed of imminent death—his body, no matter how insanely resilient, could not survive a direct hit. Dodging was nearly impossible; Kael knew he lacked the speed to evade the attack cleanly. Worse still, the attack covered a wide area, leaving little room to escape unscathed. So Kael did something insane—something n

The City Lord’s mansion was a masterpiece—a breathtaking blend of elegance and authority. Its extravagance knew no bounds, towering over the heart of Thousand Roads City like a silent sentinel, whispering of wealth and unchallenged power. Gold-inlaid pillars gleamed under the flickering lanterns, and intricate carvings told the stories of generations past. Yet, beneath its grandeur lay a presence that commanded unwavering respect—a symbol of dominance that no man dared oppose.Standing upon the balcony, gazing over his vast city, was Yan Zhentian, the undisputed ruler of Thousand Roads. His expression was unreadable, his sharp eyes scanning the streets below as if unraveling the chaos brewing beneath the surface. Behind him, a subordinate knelt on one knee, awaiting his command in silence.After a long pause, Yan Zhentian finally spoke, his voice rich with contemplation."There has been quite a lot happening in my city these past few days," he mused, his fingers absentmindedly tracing

In the silence that remained Kael stood alone, a survuvor of the ambush. Though it might have looked like he dominated the battle, he had almost lost his life enduring close brushes with death over the course of the battle. He shut his eyes taking a deep breath to calm his emotions. He meditated, going over the battle again and again, analyzing mistakes that would have been fatal had he faced a true expert.Kael realized something from this fight, he underestimated the experts of this world far too much and if he didn't correct that flaw in his mindset, it might one day cost him his life. After thorouhly analyzing the battle and ressolving to to take things more seriously, Kael then decided to look back to how it all began in the first place. He had just left the the confines of the city. No matter how fast the information network of his attackers was it should have taken them quite some time to gather as many desciples for the attack. Not to mention the fact that his assailants knew