Chapter 256 - 254: Severing the Root of the Martial Artists

Chapter 256: Chapter 254: Severing the Root of the Martial Artists

"How is this possible!"

Watching as the King of Shoddy Work and the Divine Separator rushed toward them.

The "United as One" effect on his soldiers was melting away like early snow under the glaring sun. Elder Yang couldn’t help but cry out in disbelief.

His army formation, with its several Second Turn and dozen-plus First Turn Martial Artists, should have been carrying something to counter legacy suppression.

For it not to trigger at all was simply unthinkable.

But this was because the Divine Separator’s superpowers and the Martial Dao were two completely separate systems.

What suppressed these Martial Artists was a superpower, not a so-called legacy.

The Realms of these Martial Artists had not yet reached the Fourth Turn, so they were incapable of altering the laws of physics.

The very existence of those with superpowers, however, was a defiance of those laws.

A Continent Level individual with an ordinary body and a lax mind could use their ability to move tens of millions of tons of seawater at a negligible cost. The thought alone was terrifying.

Just as Deities could only enhance the strength of superpowers without affecting the Martial Dao, the rules of superpowers were more or less set in stone—what is, is.

Looking at the visibly stunned Elder Yang, the King of Shoddy Work chuckled. "The words of a loser!"

In a mere instant, he tore through the army like a blade. Without the "United as One" effect, these men were just a mob of phony Ninth Layer Martial Artists who had been artificially boosted.

In just a flash, relying on the extreme velocity from his high-speed movement, nuclear-like explosions detonated on both sides. The air itself became a giant blade, instantly killing or wounding over a hundred thousand people.

By the time Elder Yang reacted, the King of Shoddy Work had already stopped in front of him. He grabbed the Disciple from the Inversion Sect who had been running his mouth earlier and, with a gentle shake, pulverized every bone in the man’s body.

He slapped Elder Yang across the face, knocking him unconscious, then proceeded to pick up the Heaven-Ascending Road Martial Artists within the army formation one by one, as if collecting rare materials. He strung them together and flew back.

"Boss, what’s the plan for these guys?" the King of Shoddy Work asked, looking at the Martial Artists at Ji Donglai’s feet.

At Ji Donglai’s feet were also a few who had slipped through the net, captured as they tried to flee the city.

"First, we bring Great Derivation under our control. Then, we’ll crush the other countries one by one and take down every Fourth Turn Martial Artist," Ji Donglai snorted coldly.

"That’s too dangerous." Faced with Ji Donglai’s proposal, the King of Willpower shook his head. "Time is on the side of the Martial Artists. The longer we drag this out, the more dangerous it becomes."

"Our strength comes entirely from the synergy of our superpowers. We can’t possibly stick together for the rest of our lives."

"If we give those Martial Artists time to use sneak attacks and assassinations, me, the King of Shoddy Work, the Deity, and the Divine Separator wouldn’t last a second before being killed."

"So, our only option is to hide our tracks and do our best not to reveal that we rely on superpowers. We also have to completely destroy this place we’ve occupied, Dayan Capital City. Leave no one alive, and eliminate all evidence."

Following the King of Willpower’s words, Ji Donglai looked at Fang Can. "What do you think? Destroying Dayan Capital City... they’re all just mortals. I don’t care either way. If you agree, I’ll make the move."

"...Destroying Dayan Capital is unnecessary. After all, we’ve caused such a huge disturbance. There are at least a hundred Heaven-Ascending Road Martial Artists in the city, each with their own methods. The news has definitely gotten out by now," Fang Can analyzed calmly.

"No, it hasn’t. I’ve already scanned the entire city with my Mental Power and specifically tagged all the Martial Artists with exceptionally high mental signatures."

The King of Willpower said calmly, "Every single Heaven-Ascending Road Martial Artist who tried to send a message has already been brought under my control."

"In other words, as long as we destroy Dayan Capital, no one will be able to target us."

Fang Can was still pondering, but the King of Shoddy Work at his side had already spoken up. "Come on, Hajican, if you can’t bring yourself to kill people, just say so. Stop being so wishy-washy and making excuses."

"If you really can’t, we can just take your believers with us. It won’t be too late to act then."

Under everyone’s gaze, Fang Can suddenly looked up and asked seriously, "Are you certain that absolutely nothing has been leaked?"

"Absolutely. At least, not from within the city," the King of Willpower said with conviction.

Hearing this, Fang Can took a deep breath and said grimly, "I have an idea. Let’s go for something big."

"How big?" Ji Donglai asked directly.

"Our current advantage is information. Those Martial Artists don’t know our situation. If possible, we should embrace the idea that fortune favors the bold and kill all the Fourth Turn Martial Artists in one go."

"Kill all the Fourth Turn Martial Artists?" Hearing Fang Can’s proposal, even Ji Donglai’s eyes widened a little.

"With the mobility of those Fourth Turn masters, they can cover dozens of kilometers in a second. We’d be lucky to kill three or five of them. The various nations have almost thirty Fourth Turn Martial Artists. What are we supposed to fight them with?"

"It’s simple. I’ll be the bait," Fang Can said coldly.

"Didn’t that guy from the Inversion Sect say it? In three days, they’ll start discussing how to ’divide me up.’ The Fourth Turn Martial Artists from all the nations will come."

"The entire martial world is composed of the five great nations—Great Chu, Great Zhou, Great Derivation, the Nation of Blazing Fire, and the Nation of Buddha—along with various smaller countries and sects."

"This discussion organized by the nations concerns their future interests. The Fourth Turn Martial Artists from every country and sect will come, each with their own agenda. There should be at least fifteen of them."

"Right now, Dayan Capital is under our control, so no information can leak out. They don’t know about the existence of people with superpowers. We can hit them with a surprise attack."

"While they’re still in the dark about us, we can wipe them all out in one fell swoop."

Fang Can’s expression was cold as he spoke, but his words made even Ji Donglai look at him with undisguised astonishment, as if seeing the young man before him for the first time.

Even they hadn’t dared to imagine annihilating the majority of Fourth Turn Martial Artists all at once.

"This... isn’t this a bit too radical?" The King of Shoddy Work, who had just been calling Fang Can wishy-washy, scratched his head.

"No, I think Fang Can has a point." The King of Willpower nodded. "It would be a shame not to take advantage of such a perfect opportunity."

"The fusion between the two worlds will only intensify from here on out. Anyone standing in that city can cross over to the New Country. Fusions like this will only become more common."

"If we don’t deal with them now, any single Fourth Turn Martial Artist who reaches the New Country will severely shake our foundation and even threaten the other super-powered individuals."

"So let’s just go for the big one now. We’ll deal the Fourth Turn Martial Artists of the martial world a final blow and cut them off at the root," the King of Willpower said viciously.

"What’s your plan?" Ji Donglai asked seriously.

As the overall commander of the operation and the strongest combatant present, the moment he asked this question, it basically signified his approval of the plan.

In response, Fang Can lifted his chin slightly and looked at the messenger from the Inversion Sect, whose bones were completely shattered.

"First, plant a Mental Imprint in his mind."