Deep beneath Kirishima.
Hong stared at the phone in his hand, the call already ended, yet his expression grew heavier.
"So there really is an ancient civilization ruin here…"
Mo Yunteng.
Wooden Crystals.
Grass and Wood Spirits.
Beast Emperors.
So many anomalies appearing at once—without an ancient civilization behind it, that would be impossible.
Yet despite searching Kirishima for days, Hong had found no trace of the ruins themselves.
After a brief pause, he made a decision.
"Pass the message to Jiang Yan," Hong said calmly.
"And tell the Enchantress as well—she's in trouble too."
Underground River Passage — Kirishima
The atmosphere froze.
Yamamotochuan retreated instinctively, his expression turning vigilant the instant he saw the spinning conical cutterhead.
A spiritual chanter…
His mind instantly produced a name.
Easter?
The fourth chairman of the God of War Palace.
The fourth strongest human on Earth.
The world's number one spiritual master.
Without hesitation, Yamamotochuan turned and fled.
But then—
"Jiang Yan!"
Venina's voice rang out, filled with uncontrollable joy.
Yamamotochuan stiffened.
He turned back—and his pupils shrank violently.
Venina had already thrown herself into a man's arms.
That man was Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan.
The peerless genius of China.
The monster of the Elite Training Camp.
A name now known to almost every God of War on Earth.
"So it's not Easter after all…"
Yamamotochuan's lips curled into a twisted grin.
"It's you."
His eyes burned with madness.
"A Chinese genius… and a spiritual chanter at that."
"Then I really can't let you live."
"If the Chinese executives learn of your death, they'll be heartbroken, won't they?"
"Heh… to think I, Yamamotochuan, would get the chance to personally slaughter a Huaxia prodigy!"
His laughter turned shrill and unhinged.
The Great Wa Dog Kingdom had already perished—
so why should Huaxia continue to prosper, birthing genius after genius?
Unforgivable.
Without another word, Yamamotochuan surged forward.
Genetic energy roared through his body as he slashed straight at Jiang Yan and Venina.
He needed to end this fast—kill them, then flee immediately.
"Hahaha! Die!"
A planetary-level powerhouse killing two God-of-War-level opponents?
To him, it should have been child's play.
"Hmph."
Jiang Yan snorted coldly.
Holding Venina securely with his left arm, he flicked his fingers.
The conical blade screamed forward, rotating at terrifying speed.
"A mere God of War dares resist?!"
Yamamotochuan sneered and casually slashed his katana downward—
Then—
His smile froze.
The instant the blade made contact, an overwhelming force surged through his body before he could even react.
The conical cutterhead expanded endlessly in his vision—
—and passed straight through his skull.
BOOM!
Blood and brain matter exploded like a crushed watermelon.
Yamamotochuan — dead.
"Why was he hunting you?" Jiang Yan asked calmly.
"I obtained a Wooden Crystal earlier," Venina replied, quickly explaining everything.
As Jiang Yan listened, his eyes narrowed dangerously.
Nehru…
"I'll deal with him later," Jiang Yan said coldly.
In his mind, Nehru, Yan Hai, and Atkin had long since been placed on the same level as Japanese dogs—
Already marked for death.
"Jiang Yan… Wei'er is dead."
Venina clutched him tightly, her body trembling.
Her face was filled with grief and exhaustion.
After Li Wei's death, she hadn't been able to contact Jiang Yan at all.
For a time, she had even feared that Jiang Yan had met with an accident as well.
That despair had nearly crushed her.
"What happened?" Jiang Yan asked in a deep voice.
"How did Li Wei end up here in Kirishima?"
"It was Li Yao—that bastard!" Venina said hatefully.
"He dragged Wei'er here!"
If Li Yao weren't already dead—and if his corpse hadn't vanished—she would have personally torn him apart.
Jiang Yan fell silent.
Kirishima was a death zone even for God of War-level warriors.
Li Yao bringing Li Wei here…
It was sheer madness.
"Who killed them?" Jiang Yan asked, his voice steady.
"Farr."
Venina spoke the name through clenched teeth, then pulled up a video.
On the screen—
Li Wei was fleeing desperately.
A massive fireball descended from the sky.
In an instant, Li Wei was obliterated.
Then a figure appeared, calmly removing two Grass and Wood Spirits from Li Wei's combat backpack.
Farr — the God of Fire.
"This video was retrieved from an HR Alliance satellite," Venina said bitterly.
"If I'd been any slower, it would've been erased."
"He's planetary level," she continued emotionally.
"He wanted the Grass and Wood Spirits and killed Wei'er without hesitation!"
Her eyes reddened as she looked at Jiang Yan.
"I want him dead.
Jiang Yan… help me."
"Alright."
Jiang Yan nodded without hesitation.
He gently patted her back, his voice calm but absolute.
"Li Wei followed me for more than half a year. He respected me."
"Even if you hadn't asked, I would avenge him."
Li Wei's loyalty had been flawless.
As for Farr killing a general-level warrior while being planetary level—
Jiang Yan had no moral commentary.
This world had never been fair.
The strong devoured the weak.
And soon—
Farr would be crushed to death by him.
Right and wrong were decided by strength.
"Master," No. 9's voice sounded in his mind.
"Enchantress is requesting a call."
"Connect."
The call linked immediately.
"Honey! That's great—Master really didn't lie to me!"
Enchantress's relieved, excited voice rang out.
Then she spoke urgently again.
"Venina's in danger! I can't get there in time—hurry and help her!"
Jiang Yan raised an eyebrow.
"I'm already with her. She's safe."
"But you sound busy—trouble on your end?"
Behind her voice came howling wind and the clash of battle.
"Oh, that's good…"
Enchantress exhaled in relief, then quickly explained.
"Avril and I got three Wooden Crystals. Farr spotted us."
"He and his three teachers are teaming up to snatch them!"
Farr.
At that name, both Jiang Yan and Venina's expressions turned ice-cold.
There's a road to heaven you refuse to walk—
yet you insist on charging into hell.
Jiang Yan sneered.
"Hold them where you are," he said calmly.
"I'll be there shortly."
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a poem written by my brother on river Ganga after watching documentary by Jeremy Wade , I thought I should share with people and this is the only platform I use where if posted more than 10 people will watch
{will ask him to write this in english as well because when i tried google & gpt both butchered it}
भीषण हो रहा अन्याय,हे देवव्रत,
मैली कर दी जटाये, टूटा हर व्रत
पावनता में घोल हलाहल,
डुबकी मारे सब नारी नर,
आन पड़ा ये भारी संकट,
माता का है अंत निकट
english
Grievous injustice darkens the land, O Devavrata,
Matted locks defiled, every sacred vow shattered.
Poison is stirred into what once was pure and bright,
Men and women alike drown in this moral blight.
A crushing calamity looms high ,
The Mother's mortis draws nigh.
{Here I've tried to throw some light on the pollution of river Ganga even after it is revered holy by millions I have written it in such a format that I'm telling about this situation to Devavrata often known as Bheeshm Peetamah a prominent warrior in the Hindu epic-Mahabharata who is addressed as Gangaputra i.e. Son of Ganga I'm trying to fill him in on the dire circumstances. As the river Ganga is said to be originating from the dreadlocks of Shiva consequently the human greed have tainted even the destroyer of worlds and due to the all time high river dumping the river will soon be dead}