CHAPTER 437: CHAPTER 107: GOD

On the vast and boundless Atlantic Ocean, a figure that seems to swallow the surrounding light, lonely as if walking under a never-ending starry sky, slowly and steadily advances forward.

His footsteps are as if measured, with each step exactly the same distance.

None of the various natural disasters on the ocean have been able to stop Li Weifeng’s pace.

The one who previously dispersed the dark storm with a punch was naturally him, without a doubt.

The only reason he intervened was that the massive storm was obstructing his progress, and rescuing Selena and the passengers on that ship was just incidental along the way.

Maybe that glance from a distance slightly caught his interest, but he soon forgot it.

Perhaps, after such a fantastical voyage, some string in Selena’s heart aboard the yacht may have snapped, and the wealth she controlled became nothing but a joke in the face of such formidable beings who confront the might of heaven and earth.

Her life ideology was reshaped from then on.

Consequently, she became thoroughly enlightened.

In the future, the Rothschild Family might lose a business elite who manipulated wealth but gain a seeker of the Dao with a resilient heart.

But what does that have to do with him?

Li Weifeng made not the slightest pause, stepping over the ocean, one step after another, heading towards Europe.

There, a matchless opponent awaited him.

...

At the same moment, atop Mont Blanc, the highest peak of the Alps, the highest mountain range in Europe.

Fog wafted, strong winds howled, snow and ice danced wildly across the sky.

A figure stood with hands behind his back on the summit.

Like a giant god, he stood between heaven and earth, bringing an overwhelming and boundless oppressive power to all beings, with those deep eyes burning like the sun’s flames, seemingly capable of scorching one’s spirit with just one glance.

His aura, like a blazing sun,

seemingly turned the void into golden ripples, astonishing to behold.

Between heaven and earth, wind and snow raged fiercely.

If an ordinary person were to climb here, they would have to wrap themselves in thick cotton clothes and carry an oxygen tank to possibly succeed in conquering this highest mountain range in Europe.

Yet that figure stood there in thin clothes.

As if the endless winds and snow did not exist.

Before long, a silhouette rushed up from the foot of the mountain, turning into a visible afterimage across the snowy ground.

In an instant, it reached the figure standing on the summit from behind.

"Master God, leader Hong, that person was defeated and is currently crossing the Atlantic Ocean, heading for Europe,"

The one who arrived half-kneeled on the ground, reporting to that figure.

As the first Chinese organization overseas, each generation of leaders of Hongmen had only one code name, which was "Hong"!

Whether it is a gang or Hongmen, they belong to the Shadow World beneath the civilized facade.

Li Weifeng rose from Hua Country, swept through all the National Martial Arts Grandmasters within the region, eventually physically crossing the Pacific Ocean, wreaking havoc in the Dark World of America.

Although such earth-shattering feats remain unknown to the average person.

But in these shadows of human civilization, Li Weifeng’s reputation has almost echoed throughout the entire Dark World, like a rising sun.

Especially after he defeated the leader of Hongmen, that prestige became even more fearsome.

Since the day he battled the leader "Hong", and then physically crossed the Atlantic Ocean, his actions have long been watched by Martial Artists of the Dark World.

"Master, do we need subordinates to take action and assassinate him?"

God gazed into the sky, his blue pupils seemingly reflecting the entire world, mountains, and rivers, with an invisible and intangible oppressive power spreading freely, causing sweat to drip from the shadow behind him.

"No need, I will wait for him here."

A calm voice reverberated in the air, sounding like rolling thunder, as if a Divine being has descended.

He gazed up at the firmament, with a hint of golden ripples in his pupils, like the molten lava of the great day’s outpour, his searing gaze piercing through layers of void, as if seeing that figure stepping across the sea.

At last, someone has reached this point!

He eagerly anticipated the coming battle.

God is a seeker of the Dao.

During his childhood, after his parents died, he wandered between orphanages, preferring the martial arts action films played by the director before bedtime to anything else. In the movies, those elegant and powerful figures, like seeds, were planted deeply in his heart.

As he grew up, he joined a group and, by chance, encountered an elderly Chinese man...

From then on, he stepped into the National Martial Arts Realm.

Within the National Martial Arts Realm, the sect distinctions and apprentice inheritance were severe, but God, with his incredibly strong innate talent, conquered them, growing all the way up and eventually being adopted by the previous leader of Hongmen, "Hong".

Although he is American, God’s understanding of National Martial Arts and his research on Chinese culture are even more profound than over ninety-nine percent of people from Hua Country.

For a time, he was groomed by the previous Hongmen leader as a successor.

Unfortunately, their philosophies differed.

The times have changed,

since a hundred years ago when the Underground Cave World invaded, the Qi and Blood Dao was opened, and within the National Martial Arts Realm, they stuck to old ways, halted, and as a result, they haven’t produced a single Eighth Grade Grandmaster in over a hundred years.

For a century, the highest cultivation in the National Martial Arts Qi and Blood realm was a Seventh Grade Grandmaster.

There was no Eighth Grade.

This has to do with the National Martial Arts’ adherence to its roots, but at the same time, it’s not unrelated to the National Martial Arts realm’s old-timers being stuck in their ways.

Now God, after leaving Hongmen, established the world’s largest assassin organization.

And his cultivation in National Martial Arts, before defecting from Hongmen, had already integrated the essence of hundreds of schools, reaching profound depths.

Some old National Martial Arts Grandmasters guess that God, who has unified hundreds of schools, has broken through the barrier that spans the Martial Arts and reached another realm.

Sadly, he has been reclusive in the Alps for nearly a decade without making a move.

But now, the opportunity has come!

Li Weifeng is also a seeker of the Dao.

Observing his actions, after defeating the current leader of Hongmen, crossing the Atlantic Ocean, he is bound to face off with the legendary figure of the previous era, who is also a seeker of the Dao, God!

This battle is bound to shake the heavens and earth.

The entire Dark World surged to life in this moment.

The experts of the Shadow World, the old seniors of the National Martial Arts Realm, all set out.

Before anyone even arrives, a storm in the Dark World has already shrouded over Europe.

A storm is coming!

.....

God stood still on the summit of Mont Blanc, the highest peak of the Alps.

Not moving an inch, as wind and snow fell around him.

Neither drinking nor eating.

Quietly standing there, his body radiating bright energy, the aura between the void rapidly climbing, pressing on to the top of the firmament, like the pressure of a giant mountain, spreading in all directions.

He was gathering force.

Preparing for the imminent battle.

On the third day, the aura veiling the void had climbed to its peak.

As if an ancient giant god walked out of a primeval era, with head touching the heavens, feet stepping on the firmament, suppressing all, bringing an overwhelming pressure to all beings in the world.

On the same day,

Li Weifeng physically crossed the Atlantic Ocean, finally landing on the coastline.

At that moment, the morning sun rose from the horizon, a radiant dawn like a divine rainbow piercing the sun, of immeasurable might, that surging aura like the sun falling straight to the rivers, covering the sky and earth.

"He’s arrived!"

In that instant, both God and Li Weifeng sensed each other’s presence.

This was a clash of the "momentum" within National Martial Arts, a distant gaze seemingly penetrating through layers of void, colliding within heaven and earth.