Martial arts have become extinct worldwide, yet I am forced to have a large family.

Outside Nanhai City.

"Look! What's that!"

Inside a military vehicle, Jiang Mengyun pounded on the window, pointing towards the distant South China Sea City with delight.

In the sky, a figure enveloped in golden light floated silently.

That immense pressure was clearly perceptible even from tens of kilometers away.

"It's the God of War!"

"Our nation's martial god has appeared!"

Jiang Mengyun turned around excitedly and grabbed her brother's arm: "Doesn't this mean we don't have to leave our hometown? Brother, sister-in-law, let's go back quickly!"

"Go back?" Jiang Jingchen glanced at her, and said irritably, "All you ever think about is your little boyfriend!"

"What 'little boyfriend'?" Jiang Mengyun immediately retorted, puffing out her chest, and declared confidently, "That's my husband! We have a marriage certificate!"

She abruptly changed the subject, directly attacking her brother's weakness: "Then let me ask you, if your sister-in-law were still in the city, would you turn back?"

Jiang Jingchen paused, then subconsciously glanced at his wife sitting next to him.

And just then, the other party turned their gaze toward them.

"Yes..." Jiang Jingchen finally uttered a single word with a sense of helplessness.

"Then what are we waiting for?" Jiang Mengyun immediately perked up and regained her young lady demeanor.

"Change direction for me right now! Now! Immediately! Right now!"

On another car.

Bai Chuyi's small face was pressed tightly against the cold car window, her clear eyes staring unblinkingly at the golden figure in the distance.

"The legend is indeed true..." Assistant Chen, watching from the side, was captivated. "The God of War really will appear at China's most perilous moment!"

"Sister Chen." Bai Chuyi suddenly turned around and gently tugged at her sleeve. "Where's Da Yang? Aren't we there yet?"

"Uh..." Assistant Chen was speechless for a moment, glancing at the escorts in front of him.

At that moment, the voice of the senior student in charge of escorting them came:

"The God of War has descended! Our South Sea City is saved!"

"Let's turn around and go home!"

The flame of hope has been rekindled in everyone's heart.

Not only them, but everyone who was evacuating from Nanhai City chose to return at this moment.

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Outside the secret realm, Liang Gaoyi's aura had been completely stabilized at the ninth level.

He was enveloped in a faint golden halo, making it impossible to see his true appearance with the naked eye.

"Senior, the way you look..." Yang Xian opened his mouth, kindly reminding him.

"Since we're going to play the role of the God of War of China, we can't show our true faces." Liang Gaoyi beckoned to Yang Xian:

"You wait here!"

"I'll pick you up and take you home in a bit!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure flickered a few times and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he was already in the sky above Nanhai City.

In that instant, the hustle and bustle of the entire city fell silent.

Whether it was the roars of monsters or the artillery fire of humans, everything was forcibly paused in the face of this aura of absolute dominance.

All the surviving humans and demons in the city subconsciously raised their heads to look at the god-like figure in the sky.

"It's a success! Liang Gaoyi has succeeded!" Principal Huang Meng laughed excitedly.

Shen Qingtong's tense body finally relaxed: "The South China Sea... is saved."

"It's the demons' turn..." A murderous glint appeared on Jiang Hong's face. "Blood will be paid for!"

Only Du Gu's weary face showed no joy, only an overwhelming sadness.

He understood that after this battle, his student, whom he both cherished and was most proud of, would completely burn himself out and disappear from this world!

Jiang Xingtian and Xu Junhao, two highly respected Martial Saints of the Eighth Realm, landed on a tall building without hesitation and bowed to the sky.

"We...respectfully welcome the God of War!!"

Their voices, transmitted through true energy, resounded throughout the entire city.

Those warriors who are still fighting and shedding blood...

Those people trembling in the shelters...

They all bowed to the god-like figure in the sky.

The shouts, as loud as mountains and as powerful as the ocean, converged into a torrent that pierced the sky!

"We'll wait..."

"Welcome, God of War!!!"

This bow...

It is to honor faith! It is to honor the divine!

In mid-air, the golden figure remained silent, looking down at the numerous demons below.

He simply uttered a single word indifferently.

"die!"

Om-!

An invisible golden ripple spread from him to the entire city in an instant!

Wherever the ripples passed, the bodies of those low-level demons instantly turned to ashes and dissipated into the air.

The ripples did not stir up any gales, nor did they bring any aftershocks of energy.

Those ordinary people who were hiding in the ruins and shivering felt only a warm breeze.

Beneath the God of War, all are but ants!

"Retreat immediately!"

High in the sky, the five remaining eighth-realm demons were already terrified.

They no longer cared about fighting; their only instinct was to escape!

Five streaks of black light fled frantically in five different directions, disregarding everything else!

Whoever runs the slowest will die!

"Trying to escape?"

A calm voice echoed throughout the city, yet it subtly contained the laws of nature.

Liang Gaoyi's figure disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared directly above the centipede that was frantically crawling underground.

He raised his hand and gently pressed it against the solid ground below.

"boom--!"

The ground within a radius of a kilometer, along with the rock layers deep underground, was instantly compressed and annihilated by an indescribable force, forming a giant crater.

The centipede at the eighth level didn't even have time to scream before it was crushed into the most primitive particles by this absolute power.

"Is this the might of a martial god...?"

All the martial artists who witnessed this scene had their pupils shrink in shock. "His power has been condensed to the extreme; no technique is useful anymore. Every move he makes exudes divine might!"

Hearing the commotion nearby, the spider quickened its pace: "You can't see me, you can't see me..."

The feeling of death was stronger than ever before!

But when the spider crawled over a pile of ruins, the scene before it froze in terror.

"No...no...!"

"now you!"

Liang Gaoyi's figure flashed again.

He appeared before the demonic spider and delivered a simple punch.

A Xuan-level martial art, the Mountain-Crushing Fist.

But in his hands, this punch shattered the space in front of him, like a broken mirror.

The mountain-like demonic spider, along with the space around it, was blasted into nothingness by this punch, leaving nothing behind.

"The martial arts technique used was at the Xuan level, but it somehow produced a divine-level effect," Xu Junhao remarked with a smile.

Jiang Xingtian extinguished the electric arcs surrounding him: "A high level of cultivation...that's how unreasonable it is!"

Left punch deals more damage!

The right punch deals high damage!

What logic is there to explain?

"Blow the fire!" Liang Gaoyi looked up at the sky and flicked two fingers.

The insect-like monster, which was about to fly out of South Sea City, suddenly froze, and then golden flames began to burn from within, turning it to ashes in an instant.

"Ahhh—!"

Even the stalkers hidden in the shadows were uncontrollably pulled out of the shadows and melted away like ice and snow under the golden light.

In just half a minute, four eighth-realm demons perished!

"Just one more...!" Liang Gaoyi's eyes darted around, searching for the fifth monster.

The last dragon-shaped demon had exhausted all its strength and flew to the edge of the huge spatial rift outside the city.

Sensing the successive disappearances of its companions behind it, fear had taken over its entire mind.

It dared not turn back, fearing that if it delayed even for a moment, it would lose its life.

In the end, the dragon managed to escape into the spatial rift.

"Lord Demon God!"

"Please, Demon God, save me!"