Super War God in the City

Apart from the chaos, Kuno Ichiro was also exasperated, thinking that becoming the Family Head was a step towards heaven, only to find out it was like picking up a hot potato.

Having his backside burnt by the mess Ling Fan left behind, Tang Anqi also felt as if she had fallen into a frozen abyss after learning the truth of the incident.

Originally thinking Ling Fan had been blown to bits, it turned out to be a false joy in the end, and she silently pondered her next plans and goals.

Moreover, the Seven Nations Martial Alliance went silent after learning that Ling Fan hadn't died but instead turned Snow Country upside down with an explosion, even posting a declaration of war on the Underworld website.

For a moment, the martial alliances of various nations didn't know how to respond or act, and even after convening an online meeting, they couldn't come to any conclusion.

However, in the end, everyone agreed that they still needed to find a way to join forces and take him down, but they would need to wait for the right opportunity.

After detonating Snow Country, Ling Fan did not reveal his whereabouts and was estimated to have returned to Huaxia; they would make plans for when he would leave Huaxia!

After logging off, everyone was on pins and needles, fearing that Ling Beiming might stealthily scheme against them and strike separately.

Among them, the Alliance Hierarch of Nanli Kingdom was especially terrified; with Nanli Kingdom being the closest to Huaxia, he was most likely to be Ling Fan's next target for trouble!

Freedom Island Manor.

"Not dead? Damn, I knew this guy wouldn't be so easy to kill!" Beth muttered in shock after hearing the report from the Old Butler Brown.

She couldn't help but be amazed by Ling Beiming's incredible life force; the guy was simply like a cockroach that couldn't be squashed.

"Miss, this guy really keeps performing miracles; it's incredible!" Old Butler Brown also sighed.

"Huh, Snow Country has really got on his bad side, they're quite unlucky. Have they made any moves?" Beth shook her head, feeling very emotional.

"No, they've been unusually silent this time, making no statements, giving off a sense that it's all water under the bridge!" Brown said.

"Haha, indeed, after being tossed around a few more times, they'd nearly be a fallen country! That Ling Beiming is a barefooted man not afraid of wearing shoes; who can afford to fight with him!" Beth laughed bitterly.

Moses Manor.

Ivan, with his hands clasped behind his back, gave a light smile, "He really is a tough one. That Super Weapon exploded right above his head, and yet he survived?"

Mary nodded, "He seems different from two years ago, more unfathomable. With his current level of cultivation, based on the moment he was hit, there's no reason for him to have survived!"

After inhaling deeply, Ivan's eyes twinkled with the light of wisdom, "In any case, it's best not to make an enemy of him!"

Shortly after, the Underworld website was again swamped with a second piece of news.

Ling Beiming specifically warned the newly self-proclaimed Demon King Sam to first withdraw his title of 'Demon King' and then to pull out of the Eastern European market.

Otherwise, he should clean his neck and wait to be slaughtered!

Suddenly, the Underworld was again stirred up, and it was then that people remembered the relationship and feelings between the War Emperor and the Twin Kings.

It was akin to the sworn brotherhood of Liu, Guan, and Zhang in the Peach Garden, absolutely unshakable by anyone.

"That Demon King Sam is going to suffer now; he'd never dream that Ling Beiming was still alive!" a message on the Underworld Forum read.

"Haha, the guy is really unlucky, wanting to take over the reputation of the Twin Kings. He's now hit a steel plate; probably has to cave in!" someone on the second floor replied.

Succeeding messages appeared, with one on the third floor saying, "I've heard Sam has been meddling with Makas' business in Eastern Europe recently. He must've got carried away, thinking Ling Beiming was blown up by Snow Country and started acting recklessly. Now, he's in a tough spot!"

"Guys, guess whether Sam will cave or dare to stand firm against Beiming!" someone on the fourth floor bubbled up.

"Fuck, who knows, just watch whether the guy's got a tough enough skull to dare to resist!" commented someone on the fifth floor.

The forum topic was bustling, quite lively, and soon reached over a hundred floors, all discussing what Sam would do.

However, most believed he would cave in.

At that time, in Wuyou Country, Asia Golden Sand Continent.

"Smash!"

Upon receiving the news, Sam smashed the glass in his hand, his eyes radiating ferocity.

"Damn it, what's Ling Beiming considered to be? Thinks he can insult heaven and earth just because he survived one disaster? Shit, I, Sam, would like to see what capabilities Ling Beiming really has!" Sam, after getting the news, coldly sneered.

"Boss, even the Super Weapon couldn't take him out; it's best to be cautious!" Jack hesitated for a moment before warning.

"Heh, do you really think a person's flesh and blood can withstand the energy explosion of a super weapon?" Sam sneered.

"What is that?" Jack exclaimed in surprise.

"In the Martial Arts World, there are quite a few special treasures that can indeed withstand the energy explosion of super weapons!

Two years ago, when that explosion didn't kill him, I already had my suspicions. After the incident in Snow Country, I am now one hundred percent certain that he has a treasure on him!

Hmph, damn it, Ling Beiming didn't bother coming before, but today he dares to trouble me, Demon King Sam? Watch how I'll flay him and pull out his tendons!" Sam huffed coldly.

If he didn't have some confidence and self-assurance, he wouldn't dare to sit in the position of the Demon King.

Jack remained silent for a moment, saying nothing. He had followed Sam later and only knew that his boss was not simple—not one of those hot-headed or rashly loyal people.

Inside the Underground Paradise.

Upon receiving the news about Ling Fan, Kern, after his initial shock, also found it unbelievable.

"The secrets that Beiming holds make me more and more eager to explore!" Kern took a deep breath and said calmly.

"It's simply unimaginable. How did he withstand the energy explosion of a super weapon in that situation? Could he have already cultivated the Vajra Indestructible Body?" Linda was also full of disbelief.

"Beiming is too mysterious. He definitely has many secrets unknown to others!" Kern said enviously.

When Miles, the Dragon Gate Master, received the news, he smiled bitterly, "This guy, I just knew he wouldn't be so easy to kill!"

At that moment, the Elder Leisure People hiding all over the world breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the news about Ling Fan, knowing that the War Emperor wasn't so easy to kill!

Ling Fan stood on the deck of the cruise ship and made a call to Beth. He still had five hundred million US dollars deposited with her.

"Beiming, the whole world is discussing you now. Can you tell me how you survived under a super weapon? Are you naturally immune to that thing?" Beth couldn't help but ask over the phone.

"Heh, life-preserving secrets can't be leaked so easily. Why, do you also want to give me a try?" Ling Fan teased.

"Cough cough, Beiming, that joke isn't funny. I wouldn't dare. Come on, what's up?" Beth pulled herself together and said.

Ling Fan explained his purpose, and Beth immediately transferred four hundred million US dollars into an account as per Ling Fan's request, while the remaining one hundred million was transferred into Official Ling's own account.

"Thank you!" Ling Fan greeted Beth and then hung up the phone.

Soon after, the phone rang; it was Makas calling.

"Beiming, I've received the money!" Makas said.

"Mm, contact me if you need anything!" Ling Fan reminded.

Following that, Official Ling operated his phone and distributed the remaining one hundred million US dollars between ten different accounts.

These were the accounts of the ten Elder Leisure People who had helped in Snow Country. Ling Fan never failed to reward his friends.

The people who came to help were given a reward for each mission under possible circumstances as a small token of his appreciation!

In Thousand Tower Country, within the Ruined Temple.

"Hahaha, Master, good fortune has come our way. We've got a roast lamb leg today, will you eat it?" The young monk, excited by the notification message on his phone, counted the string of digits displayed and said.

"Amitabha, let me see the phone, do we have money? If we're rich, let's repair the temple!" The old monk chanted a Buddhist mantra.

The young monk immediately deleted the text message, glancing back at the ruined temple.

"It's better to rely on self than on others. The temple we fixed before was taken over by others in the end, wasn't it?

Why waste money on that? If you want to repair it, raise your own money; I don't mind. The little money we made in the past years was all squandered by you, making it so that these past few years I couldn't even touch meat!

If it weren't for my boss coming back, I wouldn't know when these hard times would end. Damn it, it's so lame hanging out with you. I'm going to renounce the monastic life!" The young monk was about to cast off his kasaya in a huff.

"Amitabha, all is well! As your master, I haven't said anything, just go buy the lamb leg!" The old monk sighed and continued to chant.

Hearing this, the young monk fixed his robe again and chuckled, "That's more like it. You old blockhead, it's time you went out to get in touch with the world and see the sights beyond your ken.

Staying cloistered in this tiny space, I almost can't speak the same language as you anymore. Do you understand what a generation gap is?"