Venti VS Evil Eye Tyrant Lord!

On the ramparts of Godwind City.

The joy that had originally come with the submission of Snow Empress was now gone without a trace.

Feng Xiaotian gripped the stone bricks of the city wall so tightly that his knuckles turned white from the exertion.

Too fast.

Everything had happened far too quickly.

There had been no time for them to catch their breath or prepare for battle.

That was the full might of the Sun-Moon Empire, combined with an entire army of Soul Beast from the Evil Demon Forest.

Facing a lineup like this, even Martial Soul Hall in its prime would likely have had to avoid its edge.

"All Wind God Guard, take to the skies!"

"Activate the defensive barrier!"

"Hold the line at all costs!"

Feng Xiaotian roared, his voice hoarse.

Even knowing it was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, he had no other choice.

He was the City Lord of Godwind City; behind him was his home and his people.

In the back garden.

The golden light radiating from Qian Renxue grew increasingly intense.

With her Martial Soul Possession of the Six-Winged Angel, a sacred aura swirled around her, attempting to dispel the evil pressure surging from the south.

She turned her head to look at the young man beside her.

To her surprise, Venti was not as nervous as the others.

He was merely staring at the empty wine glass in his hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

It was not because of the encroaching army.

It looked more like he was troubled because his wine had run out.

"Is this the freedom you wanted?"

Qian Renxue could not help but ask.

Her voice carried a hint of anxiety, along with a sliver of expectation she was unwilling to admit even to herself.

She hoped this young man could create a miracle once more.

Just as he had done when moving the glacier earlier.

Venti sighed softly.

He set down his wine glass and scratched his beret with a look of helplessness.

"I originally just wanted to find a home for our new neighbor."

"I didn't expect to use too much strength and drag the bad neighbor next door along with it."

"This is troublesome."

Venti's words remained light, showing no awareness of the impending disaster.

Qian Renxue looked at him.

"This isn't as simple as just being 'troublesome'."

"That is war."

"A war where many people will die."

Venti blinked his emerald-green eyes, a clean smile appearing on his face.

"Indeed, war is the worst."

"Not only does it trample good apple orchards, but it also collapses wine cellars."

As he spoke, he stood up.

His movements were light, like a feather drifting on the wind.

"Since it was I who broke the balance and pulled them here ahead of time."

"Then I must naturally be the one to clean up this mess."

Qian Renxue was stunned.

Clean up?

How could he possibly clean this up?

Opposite them were tens of thousands of soul-guided warships, along with a super-beast with seven hundred and ninety thousand years of cultivation!

Even if her grandfather Qian Daoliu were here in person, he would have to avoid the brunt of such a massive legion charge.

"Are you going alone?"

Qian Renxue asked subconsciously.

Venti patted the dust off his cape, a harp glowing with cyan radiance appearing in his hands out of nowhere.

"What else?"

"Do you expect a little Angel who hasn't even grown up yet to go and throw her life away?"

Venti turned back and made a face at Qian Renxue.

Before Qian Renxue could lash out over the words "hasn't even grown up."

The youth's figure had already vanished into thin air.

Only a wisp of a breeze brushed gently against Qian Renxue's cheek, stirring a few strands of her golden hair.

Off the coast of Godwind City.

Two massive continental plates were closing in on each other frantically.

The seawater was compressed to its limit, and giant waves hundreds of meters high lashed out in all directions.

If left unchecked, the sheer impact of these two continents colliding would be enough to trigger a super-earthquake capable of destroying the entire coastal region.

By then, even if Godwind City wasn't trampled by the army, it would be reduced to ruins by the tremors first.

In the sky.

The Evil Emperor's massive eyeball was bloodshot and crimson.

He was still enraged by the broadcast on the Sky Curtain.

"What are you looking at!"

"This Seat will gouge out all of your eyeballs!"

The Evil Emperor roared, countless tentacles flailing in the air, each tip gathering a destructive beam of energy.

Behind him, the Sun-Moon Empire fleet pushed forward at full speed.

The glow of the soul cannon charges turned the surface of the sea as bright as day.

"All forces, charge!"

"Ram into them!"

"Let these backward natives witness the true power of technology!"

The commander of the Sun-Moon Empire bellowed from the flagship.

Just then.

A cyan silhouette appeared abruptly in the sky, right at the center point where the two continents were about to collide.

Before the sky-filling warships and the sun-blocking tentacles of the Evil Eyes.

That figure looked as tiny as a gnat.

But the moment this "gnat" appeared.

The wind between heaven and earth suddenly stopped.

It didn't vanish.

It went still.

Every current of air seemed to bow in submission to that figure at this very moment.

The Sky Curtain's camera, being very sensible, zoomed in instantly to give that figure a close-up.

That green bard's attire, those two gradient-colored braids swaying in the wind.

Everyone across the continent recognized him.

"It's Lord Venti!"

"What is he doing? Is he trying to hold back the entire Sun-Moon Empire army all by himself?"

Countless gasps rang out across the continent.

On the screen.

Venti looked down at the continental plates about to collide below.

"Oh dear, they can't just crash like that."

"It would ruin the flowers and plants of the neighbors."

He whispered to himself.

Then, he slowly extended his hands and pressed them gently against the void below.

Hum--!

There was no earth-shattering explosion.

But everyone could clearly see a ring of visible cyan ripples, centered on Venti, instantly spreading across the entire sea.

The Sun-Moon Continent tectonic plate, which had been hurtling forward at high speed, was suddenly pressed down by an invisible giant hand.

It came to a violent halt!

In that instant, inertia seemed to lose all meaning.

The massive waves, originally reaching a hundred meters in height, were instantly calmed by the passing cyan ripples, becoming as docile as a stagnant pool.

Rumble...

A dull, muffled sound echoed from deep beneath the earth.

Under the control of Venti, the vast Sun-Moon Continent was guided with an incredibly gentle touch, slowly, bit by bit, merging with the edge of the Douluo Continent.

Click.

It was as if two perfect puzzle pieces had been snapped together.

There were no earthquakes.

There were no tsunamis.

Not even a single loose brick fell from the ramparts of Godwind City.

This display of effortless mastery left everyone watching completely stunned.

Treating a high-speed moving continental plate like a toy block, handling it with such delicate care?

Is he even human?

But that was not the most shocking part.

For in front of the Sun-Moon Empire fleet, which had been thrown into chaos by the sudden emergency stop, the Evil Emperor was staring fixedly at that green-clad figure.

"It's you?"

"You are the ant behind all this?"

The Evil Emperor's massive single eye was filled with tyranny.

Although that display of power had made him somewhat wary, he was a 790,000-year-old sovereign!

In this world without gods, he was the pinnacle!

What's more, he had millions of troops at his back!

"Playing god!"

"Die!"