High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

He flashed and used the token to teleport back to the training room in the Linjiang City laboratory.

As soon as he appeared, Yang Baichuan, who had been waiting anxiously, rushed up to him: "My little ancestor! You've finally come out! The special spaceship sent by the Federal Headquarters has been parked at Linjiang Airport for half a day!"

The hearings have supposedly already started, and Robert E. Lee and his cronies have kept the entire parliament sitting there waiting for ages; they're practically ready to tear the roof off!

Su Jie remained calm, even leisurely adjusting his sleeves: "What's the rush? Let them wait. If they can't wait, we can adjourn the meeting."

Seeing his unyielding attitude and sensing the increasingly profound and unfathomable aura emanating from him, Yang Baichuan couldn't help but ask, "You...you've had another breakthrough?" He was naturally referring to Su Jie's strength. After all, the improvement in Su Jie's soul power wasn't outwardly apparent.

Su Jie smiled and didn't answer directly. Instead, he patted his stomach and said, "Uncle Yang, no rush. Let's go. I'll treat you to some roast meat rice first. You'll have the energy to argue with those old foxes when you're full."

After saying that, he took the lead and walked out, his steps leisurely.

As Yang Baichuan watched his retreating figure, he seemed to see a peerless divine weapon about to be unsheathed, its sharpness fully revealed, about to unleash a monstrous wave at the center of power in the Federation!

"This kid..." he muttered to himself, and quickly followed.

Central Holy City, Federal Supreme Council Hearing Room.

The dome soared high, solemn and imposing. In the circular seating area, hundreds of federal congressmen sat upright, the air thick with suppressed anxiety and anger. They had been sitting there for a full half-day!

Observers and media representatives from various factions had long been impatient, their whispers echoing like mosquitoes in the hall. All eyes were focused on that lone seat in the center of the hall.

At the head of the table, Congressman Robert E. Lee's face was ashen, his fingers gripping the gavel so tightly they were slightly white. Beside him, Congressman Zhou Wenchang's face was even more grim, his eyes so sinister they could freeze a person to death.

Their original intention was to use this carefully planned hearing to suppress Su Jie, this "uncontrollable factor," in front of a large audience, with the help of the parliament and public opinion. They also wanted to use the greater good of humanity to force him to hand over the specific cultivation method of the Martial Soul Awakening Technique and the secret to his rapid improvement!

As it turned out, the main character was nowhere to be seen, leaving this group of "big shots" sitting there like idiots for half a day! It was like their faces were being rubbed into the ground!

Suddenly, as if sensing something, everyone's eyes turned to the entrance.

The door slowly opened, and a figure walked in unhurriedly, backlit by the light.

Su Jie was dressed in a simple black training uniform, with his hands in his pockets and a blade of grass he had pulled out of nowhere in his mouth. He walked leisurely as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

He walked to the seat in the center of the hall, but did not sit down immediately. Instead, he looked around the solemn hall, and when he did not see the person he wanted to see, he suddenly grinned:

"Wow, so many people? You councilors must be quite free, not having to fight monsters on the front lines or research how to improve the strength of the human race, but instead you've all come to watch me? Do I have flowers growing on my face, or is the word 'Invincible' written on it?"

"Pfft—" Someone in the audience couldn't help but laugh out loud, and was immediately stopped by the eyes of those around them, but the suppressed laughter still spread in the corner of the venue.

Robert E. Lee's face darkened, and he slammed his gavel down: "Silence! Su Jie, watch your manners! This is the hearing room of the Federal Supreme Council, not a place for you to run wild!"

"Attitude?" Su Jie picked at his ear and said casually, "My attitude depends on whether the person sitting opposite me is a human or a dog. With a human, I'll speak like a human; with a barking dog, am I supposed to reason with it?"

"You!" Zhou Wenchang's face turned ashen with rage as he pointed at Su Jie. "Arrogant! Lawless!"

"Law? Heaven?" Su Jie scoffed, finally pulling out a chair and sitting down with an air of superiority, crossing his legs. "In my world, Su Jie's fists are law, and my will is heaven! Dissatisfied? Keep it to yourself!"

Robert E. Lee suppressed his anger and decided to proceed with the plan: "Su Jie, you will now be questioned. First, regarding your unauthorized killing of the Federation's War God Zhao Qiankun and the annihilation of the Zhao family, what explanation do you offer? Do you admit that this was a blatant violation of federal law?"

"Explanation?" Su Jie seemed to have heard the biggest joke in the world. "The Zhao family sent people to kidnap my students, intending to seize my cultivation technique inheritance. The evidence is conclusive."

According to Article 7 of the Federal Wartime Emergency Regulations, anyone who endangers federal strategic personnel or core inheritors is considered a traitor and can be executed on the spot! I haven't even investigated your council's negligence in oversight and condoning of treason, and you're already questioning me?

He leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife, sweeping over Robert E. Lee and Zhou Wenchang: "Or is it that the Zhao family has some shady old dogs backing them up, which is why they dare to be so unscrupulous?"

"You're spouting nonsense!" Zhou Wenchang suddenly stood up.

"Did I call you out? So eager to jump to conclusions?" Su Jie leaned back lazily in his chair. "Councilor Zhou, are you feeling guilty?"

"Second!" Robert E. Lee quickly changed the subject, not wanting to dwell on the Zhao family issue any longer. "The Martial Soul Awakening Method you taught has an unknown origin, an extremely high mortality rate during its cultivation, and has been accused of being an evil art! Have you used federal resources to conduct inhumane live experiments?"

"Evil magic?" Su Jie scoffed. "A few deaths make it evil magic? What about the soldiers who die on the front lines every day? Do you old men sitting in air-conditioned offices know that the path of a martial artist is about defying the heavens and fighting against fate?"

His voice suddenly rose, carrying a fierce and ruthless aura: "My Martial Soul Awakening Method has given those children whom you judged as 'useless,' who are plagued by pill poison and whose path to martial arts has been almost cut off, a chance to fight to the death!"

They're willing to risk their lives for a future! And you, besides spouting nonsense and labeling people, what else can you do?

His gaze swept across the audience, his voice echoing throughout the hall: "I, Su Jie, will say it right now! The Martial Soul Awakening Method is in my hands. It may be cruel, but it forges true warriors! Not some useless cowards hiding in safe zones who only know how to talk big!"

"As for the source?" Su Jie stood up, his aura no longer concealed. A terrifying pressure, as vast as a starry sea and as heavy as an ancient divine mountain, swept through the entire hearing hall like a storm!

"Buzz—!"

The alloy walls of the council chamber groaned under the strain, and the energy lights flickered violently! All the councilors, including Robert E. Lee and Zhou Wenchang, felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on their chests, making it difficult to breathe, and their faces turned ashen!

Those gazes that were initially scrutinizing or hostile were instantly replaced by boundless fear and shock!