427: Chapter 426 The Seal...Broken

Lin Qingyan stood up and gazed into the distance at her opponent.

The blonde swordswoman opposite her did the same.

One had reached the Realm of Major Achievement in the Dao of the Sword within the Seventh-Rank Grandmaster Domain, while the other was even more exaggerated, having achieved Awakening in the Sixth Rank—truly unprecedented.

The two stunningly brilliant female Martial Artists stood in confrontation.

Like two bright moons hanging in the sky, reflecting each other.

Dazzling and incomparable.

They made Martial Artists across the globe look up in awe.

Those delicate and beautiful female celebrities, and the top-tier female Martial Artists leading various guilds, could only feel admiration and longing, followed by a sense of inferiority.

They didn't even have the qualifications to try and climb the social ladder through them; it was like fireflies compared to the moon.

"Who says women are inferior to men?"

"Where are those pests who used to say women were Innately inferior to men in the Martial Dao? Come out and bark!"

"This is female power!"

"This is the first time in the history of the National War that there's been a duel between two women, right?!"

Some girls were even more excited than if they had stepped onto the National War finals stage themselves, frantically posting on the internet as if this glory were their own.

Some boys commented:

"What about God Jiang?"

"I admit the Ice God and Christina are strong, but what does that have to do with you?"

"Is the male god Sikong not strong as well?"

"Ah, yes, yes. From now on, whoever says women are the weaker side in the Martial Dao, I'll be the first to disagree!"

"Exactly, exactly."

"I strongly demand equal rights for male and female Martial Artists! Revoke the preferential treatment for female Martial Artists!"

"...Can you all stop arguing? Wouldn't it be better to just quietly cheer for the Ice God?"

"Wait, look at God Jiang. What is God Jiang doing?!"

Under the gaze of global viewers, the black-haired youth located where the team leaders were sitting tapped the armrest of his chair with one hand. Crimson ripples spread out, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

Sturmheide's eyes were cold and guarded. "Kid, what are you trying to do?"

Others were also staring intently at Jiang Yuan's every move; the scene where he suddenly killed Kitahara Ruri was still fresh in their minds.

A Quasi-King had been completely suppressed by him, unable to even resist. Such methods were truly eerie and unpredictable. One couldn't help but be on guard.

"Don't worry, I'm not targeting you. You don't have that qualification yet," the black-haired youth said in a lazy tone.

Just hearing him speak was enough to make people angry.

Sturmheide nearly couldn't resist the urge to draw his [Ship-Slaying Blade].

Oleg remained relatively calm, crossing his thick arms and leaning against the wall. "Are you guarding against the previous attack? Do they dare to come again?"

Hearing this, the others' expressions tightened.

They recalled that colossal claw that could almost crush the entire National Destiny Battlefield.

"It's not a possibility, it's a certainty."

As Jiang Yuan spoke, the mechanical creation with a silver-green halo flickering all over its body—[Star Buryer]—appeared before him. In an instant, the expressions of the Quasi-Kings present changed.

"A King-level... mechanical creation?!"

"He actually has something like this..." someone looked on with dread.

"Go."

Jiang Yuan spoke, and the shadowy Martial God Clone and [Star Buryer] nodded, disappearing one after another, walking out of this strange space.

Both appeared out of thin air on the streets of Murmansk, triggering a burst of exclamations from passersby.

The Martial God Clone looked up at the city sky covered by a barrier and, without wasting any words, turned into a streak of black light and rushed into the nearest dungeon Secret Realm.

[Star Buryer] arrived in the sky, crossed its arms, and stood there quietly, like a silver-green star, as if waiting for something.

Hum—

The sound of swords rang out across the sky.

Ye Shanjun, one of the Ten Sovereigns, arrived by tearing through the Void Realm, carrying the 15th-ranked relic weapon, [Sword Tomb].

He was a handsome, middle-aged man with half-white hair, dressed in green robes, looking dashing and otherworldly. Ancient green swords floated around him, and the Sword Qi crisscrossing the area could easily tear through the Void Realm.

Professor Song Yun also quickly arrived beside [Star Buryer].

She was full of confusion. "What exactly is Jiang Yuan guarding against? Do those fallen kings really dare to strike again?!"

[Star Buryer] spoke in human language, its words simple: "They will."

The refined-looking Ye Shanjun asked, "Did General Jiang calculate something?"

[Star Buryer]: "Master says the S-Rank Abyss in the far north ice plains... will be broken. This city... will be in danger."

A simple sentence made both of them change color instantly.

Ye Shanjun's expression was grave. "If this is true, then we are in real trouble. Inside that S-Rank Abyss, there is a Divine-Grade existence... Back in the day, it was a human Divine-Grade who used all their strength at the moment of death to set the Seal. If it is broken..."

Before he could finish his sentence.

A monstrous surge of Death Qi suddenly descended from the sky.

An emergency notice was broadcast in the global live stream, and the announcer's expression was filled with extreme terror.

"This is Japan. Breaking news: massive blood sacrifice formations have appeared in the four major areas of Shibuya, Kyushu, Shikoku, and Ginza. Millions of citizens turned into blood before they could even react..."

"Emergency news from South Korea: the southern front has fallen. Monsters have attacked Seoul, and large-scale sacrificial blood formations have appeared in Busan and other places..."

"Th-this is the United States. Blood sacrifice formations have appeared in all major cities. Suspected to be the Evil God Cult..."

"This is the Southeast Asian Federation. An island was wiped out in the blink of an eye, and three Ninth-Rank Grandmasters have died..."

The world was shaken.

The sky changed color, and an earth-shattering roar came from the far distance of the ice plains, accompanied by the furious roar of a human king.

"You damned degenerates of the Human Race! You dare to defile the Seal with evil arts! You are courting death!!"

Accompanied by another loud bang.

A blood-red aurora rushed out from the ice plains, dyeing the sky red; the heavens seemed to be covered by a sea of blood.

Countless blood qi converged, forming a gigantic Evil God manifestation draped in a bright red cloak on the far northern ice plains. Holding a scythe, it looked down at Murmansk. That immense pressure and evil aura made even a Quasi-King like Professor Song Yun feel her heart tremble.

But what made one's scalp tingle even more was yet to come.

Accompanied by the Evil God's cackling laughter, it swung the scythe in its hand toward the location of the Abyss.

The moment space shattered and countless brutal auras filled the world recklessly.

All the Quasi-Kings felt their hearts sink, realizing that something terrible had happened.

The Seal... was broken.