Fight! Fight! Fight!

"What?!"

"Those people from Huaxia are all Awakened!"

"What the hell happened?! Why did their bloodlines suddenly awaken?!"

"A million Awakened?! My God!"

All across the world.

Countless people sprang from their chairs, eyes bulging as they desperately tore at their hair.

The people of Haidong, who had been following the battle closely, erupted in an uproar.

"Impossible! Their ancestor already returned to his symbol! How can their bloodlines still awaken now?!"

"An illusion! This has to be an illusion!"

"A million Awakened! Are you kidding me?! That's absolutely impossible!"

"I don't believe it! King Taejong is the strongest ancestor! The Big Stick Nation is the greatest nation! How could the people of Huaxia possibly be stronger than us?!"

"Fake! It's all fake!"

"..."

After witnessing their own fleet sink to the bottom of the sea, every person in Haidong had been seething with anger.

They had all been waiting for Haidong's Awakened to slaughter their enemies, make Huaxia pay in blood, and restore Haidong's honor.

But never in their wildest dreams had they imagined this.

A battle they had been certain to win had taken yet another turn!

The people of Huaxia, who had been moments away from becoming Victims of the Stick, had suddenly transformed into Awakened.

One blow after another.

The crushing gulf between expectation and reality.

It nearly drove everyone in Haidong mad!

They could not believe any of it!

And they could not accept this outcome!

But no matter how loudly they shouted, the facts would not change.

Divine light surged across the entire beach.

The awakening power unleashed by Dayu's million descendants forced Haidong's Awakened to retreat again and again.

The people of Haidong, whose killing intent had filled the sky a moment before, now felt only shock and terror.

Even after losing twenty thousand people earlier, they still had a hundred and ten thousand Awakened.

They had believed that force was enough to sweep aside anything and crush Huaxia with ease.

And what had happened?

They had not even touched the hems of their enemies' clothes.

Yet the other side had turned a million ordinary people into Awakened as if performing a magic trick!

A million Awakened!

A full ten times their own numbers!

What was more, the enemy's ancestor was one of the Ancient Emperors from four thousand years ago!

His sheer presence alone overwhelmed them, the descendants of Kim Chunchu.

A million against a hundred thousand...

Four thousand years against one thousand...

How the hell were they supposed to fight this?!

This was just bullying!

But as the people of Haidong retreated.

The last trace of pity in Su Chen's eyes had long since vanished.

Mercy toward the enemy was cruelty toward oneself.

Any of the Four Frontier Barbarians who dared invade Huaxia!

Their country would be destroyed!

Their people exterminated!

Their descendants wiped out!

Not one of those who had invaded Huaxia today would be allowed to leave.

And Haidong Country would pay for what it had done!

"Fight!"

Su Chen roared and charged ahead.

He clenched his right hand, and a beam of golden light shot from his palm, forming an enormous axe!

This was one of Dayu's divine artifacts.

The Mountain-Splitting Axe!

Four thousand years ago.

Their ancestor had used this very axe to cleave open Dragon Gate, turning the flooded Central Plains into fertile land and laying the foundation for the Huaxia nation's growth.

Legend had it that once Dragon Gate was opened, any aquatic creature that leaped over it could ascend and become a dragon!

Today!

He would use his ancestor's divine artifact to cleave apart the mountain weighing down on Huaxia!

He would let Huaxia leap through Dragon Gate and soar across the world as a dragon!

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

Inspired by Su Chen's indomitable spirit, a million people of Huaxia let out thunderous roars and charged after him!

The excitement, joy, and pride in their hearts all became soaring battle fervor!

They were now Descendants of Dayu!

Emperor Yu's blood flowed through their veins!

They would never disgrace their ancestor!

A million rays of golden light took shape in the hands of Huaxia's people!

Axe after axe swung toward the ashen-faced people of Haidong!

"Hajima!"

"Don't!"

"Retreat! Retreat now!"

Amid cries of alarm and screams, Su Chen was already the first to plunge into the enemy ranks.

Wherever the Mountain-Splitting Axe swept, Haidong's Awakened could offer no resistance.

Blood splattered, and severed limbs flew!

Before him stood Huaxia's enemies.

Behind him lay Huaxia's soil.

As Huaxia's inheritor, Su Chen would show no mercy!

With the power of his inheritance within him and Emperor Yu's divine artifact in hand, he was unstoppable.

He carved through the enemy ranks with broad, sweeping blows, tearing their formation open like an incomparably sharp blade!

A million Huaxia Awakened followed close behind, crushing everything in their path like a raging flood!

Most of Haidong's hundred and ten thousand Awakened had once been ordinary civilians.

They had little organization in battle to begin with, and once panic set in, they quickly descended into chaos.

Huaxia's Awakened, meanwhile, had long since divided into countless squads under the command of veterans and soldiers.

Though they numbered a million, they advanced and withdrew in good order.

In truth, if Jin Dachang had charged at the front as Su Chen had.

With his strength as an inheritor, he should have been able to slow Huaxia's assault a little.

If he could buy just enough time for Haidong's Awakened to gather and resist together, they might still have had a fighting chance.

But now.

Facing Su Chen, who fought like a god of slaughter.

Facing the ferocious charge of a million Huaxia Awakened.

Jin Dachang could not make his legs move forward.

This inheritor of Kim Chunchu, who stood at Haidong's pinnacle and held the lives of tens of millions in his hands.

Was now deathly pale, trembling all over, his mind utterly blank.

Without their inheritor to lead them, Haidong's forces could only scramble about like headless chickens.

Every Haidong Awakened had to endure attacks from at least ten Descendants of Dayu.

With Su Chen mowing them down as well, resisting was out of the question-even escape had become a distant hope.

Haidong's forces were soon split apart and surrounded on every side.

Screams and furious curses instantly filled the entire beach.

Under the horrified gazes of countless people around the world.

The Awakened whom Haidong's citizens worshipped as gods fell in swathes, cut down as easily as vegetables.

Facing death, many Haidong Awakened dropped straight to their knees, tears and snot streaming down their faces as they knocked their heads against the ground and begged for mercy.

The sight could not have been more different from the fearlessness Huaxia's people had shown earlier.

"It's over..."

"It's all over..."

Jin Dachang's lips trembled, and the fear in his heart grew with every Haidong Awakened who fell.

"Jin Dachang!"

At that thunderous shout, Jin Dachang's vacant gaze snapped into focus, and only then did he realize Su Chen had fought his way to within a few dozen meters of him.

Seeing Su Chen drenched in blood.

Seeing the power of his inheritance still surging, solid and strong.

The last shred of Jin Dachang's courage vanished in an instant.

Run!

Run now!

Jin Dachang turned at once and sprinted toward the sea.

Those Awakened could die for all he cared.

But he was Haidong Country's inheritor.

He was Kim Chunchu's twenty-eighth-generation descendant.

He did not want to die!

He could not die!

Even if he had to swim, he would swim back to Haidong!

But what Jin Dachang had not expected was that, just as he reached the shore.

The Nine Provinces Cauldron, which had remained motionless all this time, suddenly let out a thunderous boom.

As the waves churned, Huaxia's enormous divine artifact rose into the air once more.

The phantom cauldron, thousands of meters in diameter, hovered above the sea like a dense, dark cloud, covering the entire stretch of water ahead.

Jin Dachang stopped short, his face as white as paper.

He had no doubt that the moment he fled into the sea, the Nine Provinces Cauldron would unleash a ferocious attack.

Even if he could withstand it, he would never escape Su Chen's pursuit.

At that moment, he finally understood.

From beginning to end, this had all been a trap!

Su Chen had already accounted for his every move!