Mietli was facing a formidable enemy.
Among the four, there were strong individuals from the Mietli military, the Roth family, and the Black Blood organization.
The middle-aged man at the forefront, with piercing sapphire eyes, was an elite among S-class fighters. The remaining three were also S-class powerhouses.
A total of nine people, their auras terrifying.
Had anyone else stood in Chen Jinzhao's position, they would have been so oppressed by this aura that they couldn't lift their heads. Those with weaker resilience might have even knelt on the ground, becoming the defeated pawns of these nine.
"State your names. I don't kill the unknown," Chen Jinzhao said.
The middle-aged man chuckled, "Anthony from the Mietli military, codename White Eagle."
Chen Jinzhao's smile remained undiminished as he said nonchalantly, "So it's you, the supreme powerhouse of the Mietli military."
Anthony burst into laughter.
Both men were among the most powerful in their respective countries. Many had expected a battle between them, but they never anticipated it would occur under such circumstances.
Kawanoo Sei said to Anthony, "Stop wasting words with him. We can cooperate to take his head and severely damage the morale of the Chinese warriors."
Anthony nodded.
They had not come to this place for sightseeing.
They had come to kill.
"A pity that our battle cannot be known to the world. Otherwise, people would witness our bravery," Anthony remarked with a sigh. Chen Jinzhao scoffed, "Your so-called bravery is nine against one. I must say, your thick skin is impressive."
Anthony smiled without speaking.
These nine powerhouses put aside their contempt, preparing to give their all for this battle.
However, they were unaware that the scene was being uploaded by several cameras in the courtyard to a hidden website, a site accessible only to the world's most powerful and influential individuals.
Yu Mengzhi, by virtue of her position as chairman of Gouchen Pharmaceuticals, had gained access.
Beijing.
Gouchen Group Headquarters.
Yu Mengzhi, Yamana Chiho, and Xu Yaoyao watched the projected screen with bated breath, their hearts pounding for Chen Jinzhao.
Xu Yaoyao spoke indignantly, "These people are so shameless! They're ganging up on him, yet they speak so righteously. I've never seen such brazen scoundrels."
"They are mere ruffians. Chen Jinzhao will achieve ultimate victory," Yamana Chiho stated.
"They are nothing but petty schemers. How dare they compare themselves to Chen Jinzhao?" Yu Mengzhi was brimming with confidence in Chen Jinzhao.
Many people on the forum were discussing the matter.
"My heavens, if I'm not mistaken, those two are Kawanoo Sei, the guardian deity of the Eastern Ying imperial family, and Anthony, the anchor of the Mietli military. In terms of strength, they stand at the pinnacle of this world. How can Chen Jinzhao possibly be their match when they join forces?"
"In my opinion, Zhu Long is likely underestimating them. If it were just Kawanoo Sei, he might have had a slight chance. But now that Anthony has also joined the fray, it's destined for bloodshed in Changbai."
"You're all so pessimistic about Zhu Long? My view is the opposite. I believe Zhu Long will definitely secure the victory."
"Heh heh..."
"In the face of an absolute disparity in strength, any idealistic words become pale and powerless."
"Zhu Long is doomed to lose, without a doubt."
"..."
The majority on the forum did not have high hopes for Chen Jinzhao.
After all, the paper-thin gap in strength between the two sides was immense. How could Chen Jinzhao alone bridge such a difference?
While everyone was in heated discussion, the battle had already commenced at the sanatorium at the foot of Changbai Mountain.
Kawanoo Sei and Anthony led the charge, while the remaining seven engaged Chen Jinzhao with probing attacks, testing his defenses.
The two unleashed their full strength, unwilling to be defeated on Changbai Mountain.
Hum!
Chen Jinzhao drew his short saber.
Tai Sui had reappeared in the world!
The resonant hum, like dragon roars, echoed through Changbai Mountain, sending a shockwave through the hearts of the nine, causing a momentary daze.
Chen Jinzhao before them appeared like an emperor of mankind, holding the reins of life and death.
"Don't hold back!" Anthony roared.
Kawanoo Sei drew his katana and lunged forward, sneering, "I won't be so foolish. At our level, we must go all out and leave him no hope. I have my eye on his short saber; it is a hereditary national treasure of our Eastern Ying, and I must have it."
Anthony said nothing.
The immediate objective was to slay Chen Jinzhao. The division of spoils could wait.
The two appeared before Chen Jinzhao, attacking from left and right.
Chen Jinzhao handled their fierce assaults with ease, showing no signs of haste.
In just a few minutes.
The two sides had already exchanged hundreds of blows.
Anthony and Kawanoo Sei's expressions grew grim as they failed to inflict any damage on Chen Jinzhao. On the contrary, their bodies were already riddled with knife wounds, bleeding profusely.
"Hurry up and join us! Don't give him a chance to breathe," Kawanoo Sei commanded the seven S-class fighters.
The seven swarmed forward.
Kawanoo Sei and Anthony were able to retreat from the center of the fray, gaining a moment's respite.
Before they could rest, they saw a head fly through the air, clearly that of one of Kawanoo Sei's companions.
"Miyagi!" Kawanoo Sei's eyes widened with fury.
His comrade had been killed by Chen Jinzhao, filling him with a deep sense of helplessness.
Before Kawanoo Sei could recover, Anthony beside him let out a roar, "Boris!!!"
Kawanoo Sei refocused his gaze and, upon seeing the scene before him, his pupils constricted. Boris had been cut in half at the waist, his entrails spilling out, clearly beyond saving.
This scene delivered a tremendous shock to them.
How had Chen Jinzhao become so strong?
In just one exchange, two S-class powerhouses had perished, their souls lost on Changbai Mountain.
If this pace continued...
They dared not imagine, even refused to consider it.
Anthony grunted, "We must immediately join the fight. Otherwise, this demon will continue to wreak havoc!"
"Agreed!" Kawanoo Sei nodded heavily and rejoined the fray with Anthony.
However, Chen Jinzhao was already on a killing spree.
As the two arrived on the battlefield, another Eastern Ying warrior was cleaved in two by Chen Jinzhao's saber.
Effortlessly, with casual grace!
Seeing Chen Jinzhao about to attack another Eastern Ying warrior, Kawanoo Sei charged forward, blocking them. He shouted, "Chen Jinzhao, your brutality will lead you to the abyss of hell sooner or later! I will stop your slaughter!"
Chen Jinzhao, not yet finished with his killing, laughed heartily upon seeing Kawanoo Sei's sudden appearance, "I am a staunch materialist. I have never believed in any hell. If it truly exists, I can still turn it into a bloody mess!"
As his words fell.
A white glint appeared before Kawanoo Sei's eyes, like the eternal ice and snow of the Changbai Mountains, making him feel as if he were in a world of ice and snow.
"Kawanoo, wake up!" Anthony's roar sounded in Kawanoo Sei's ears.
Kawanoo Sei's nerves tightened, and he suddenly reacted.
Tai Sui's sharp blade light had already reached Kawanoo Sei's throat, just a sliver away from severing it and ending his life!
In a moment of desperation, Anthony swatted Kawanoo Sei away, allowing him to escape.
However, this saber strike then landed on Anthony's wrist.
Puff—
Anthony's palm was cleanly severed, and a large amount of blood gushed out instantly.
At the same time.
The spectators on the anonymous forum were stunned. To this point, Chen Jinzhao had not sustained a single injury. Instead, he had killed three S-class powerhouses and severely wounded Kawanoo Sei and Anthony.
This caused the once active anonymous forum to fall into instant silence.