War God Palace Council!

"Let's test the impact force of the throwing knife again."

As he spoke, a throwing knife flew out from the leather case at his waist, flipped its blade around, and turned into a streak of silver light as its handle slammed into the Punching Target.

--"180453kg!"

"180 tons?"

"That's combat power only a Mid-Level War God Psychic Master at the middle stage would possess!"

"But theoretically... it should be 90 tons, the true cultivation realm of an Elementary War God at the middle stage."

Jiang Zhe converted it again using universal terminology in his mind. "Martial warrior cultivation: Apprentice Level Five. Psychic Master cultivation: Apprentice Level Seven. Actual combat power: Apprentice Level Eight!"

"To achieve this in just over a month can only be considered barely passable. After all, I have to take into account my top-tier bloodline and double Genetic Level."

"Earth is still far too barren..."

After shutting off the Punching Power Tester, Jiang Zhe sat cross-legged on the floor and stared blankly at the pale-blue alloy wall.

Jiang Chengbai pushed open the training room door a crack. Thinking his nephew was about to cultivate Gene Primordial Energy, he placed a small dish of Deep Blue Crystal Paste in the corner beside the door. He had just refined it with the Alchemy Furnace a few hours ago.

The price of refining this substance—sacrificing a Councilor Level powerhouse's cultivation time!

It was jokingly called "a donkey turning a millstone."

If Jiang Zhe had known, his earlier doubts would have been answered.

Question: With the help of an Alchemy Furnace and the old man's talent, how had he still failed to secure a place among the many top powerhouses more than a decade later?

Answer: The old man had squeezed out his own cultivation time to use the Alchemy Furnace to refine "slag," paving the way for his descendants. Since he had not cultivated with his full effort, he naturally had not advanced to Planetary Level Two.

That was entirely possible.

Councilor Level experts had lifespans of a thousand years. As the Patriarch, the old man would absolutely be willing to waste some of his own time to push his sons and grandsons up to Councilor Level.

Back to the point.

Jiang Zhe was not cultivating Gene Primordial Energy. He was examining the Inner World within his Original Core.

After advancing to Apprentice Level Five, the land in his Inner World had expanded to fifty meters in length and width, while the ancient tree at its center had grown to five meters in diameter.

Though its trunk looked "thin and weak," the branches extending from it could cover the surrounding 2,500 square meters of open ground. Many branches even stretched into the Chaotic Mist, leaving him still unable to see the full extent of the canopy.

"A Shu, when will you let me chop you again? Don't tell me I really have to wait until I advance to a major realm?"

As his consciousness brushed over the tree, Jiang Zhe suddenly noticed something strange. The wound from the chop he had made upon breaking through the Apprentice Level had not healed yet?

He froze as details he had previously overlooked resurfaced in his mind.

"I remember the wound from when I was a Pre-Martial Warrior healed by the next day, and it even formed an obvious scar tumor..."

His consciousness swept over the tree, and Jiang Zhe easily found that tree tumor.

It had once been only the size of two fists. Now that the tree's diameter had grown, it had not faded. Instead, it had grown along with the tree like a tumor on a human body.

It was as large as a washbasin, resembling a ghostly face.

The slanted mark left by Axe's chop in the middle looked like a scar running from the forehead across the right eye. The bark around it was cracked and wrinkled into a twisted mess.

Then he looked at the second wound. Fresh flesh was still exposed on both sides, and it had yet to harden.

"Do I have to wait for this wound to heal before I can make the third chop? Rather than waiting to advance to a major realm?"

"Then everything is completely messed up!"

"I can't accurately judge how long each wound will take to heal, which means I can't determine when the opportunity to chop the tree will arrive. That will affect the formulation of my growth plan."

"The first one took only one night. The second has already taken more than a month, and it looks like it will still need some time before it fully heals..."

"Forget it. I can only wait!"

"Wait for the second wound to heal, then wait until I advance to Planetary Level. Once I pass these two key points, the conditions for obtaining the chance to chop the tree will definitely become clear!"

His mind withdrew from the Original Core, and he sensed the abundant Cosmic Energy within the training room.

Jiang Zhe noticed the small dish that had appeared in the corner. Smiling faintly, he assumed the Five Hearts to Heaven posture and began cultivating Gene Primordial Energy.

Although the Jiang Family had gained an advantage in this farce, that did not mean they would keep silent. On the contrary, they had to make an even bigger fuss.

They wanted justice, but they also wanted to display their might!

With his only son having been assassinated, how could Jiang Chengxiong sit still? If the farce in City 079 had not already ended by the time he received the news, he would have rushed over that very night.

He did not even have time to call his son and check on him, because he had something more important to do.

Even though he had not been able to join the battle, Jiang Chengxiong still had a way to vent Jiang Zhe's anger. Following his father Jiang Lie's instructions, he began a battle without smoke or flames.

In a sense, this was also forcing the issue.

The Virtual World, War God Palace.

A storm was about to rise, and the Jiang Family was the one stirring it up.

It was past two in the morning, Hanxia time. Political leaders, War Gods, and Councilors across the globe received summonses and logged into the War God Palace in confusion.

White-robed War Gods and gold-robed Councilors left their private spaces one after another and headed for the Conference Hall on the top floor. Seeing their colleagues gathering in increasing numbers, they all sensed that something major was about to happen.

On the dais, Hong and the Thunder God were already seated at the head, their faces dark as storm clouds heavy with thunder and rain, ready to unleash their fury.

The three chief chairmen beside them were either deep in thought, frowning, or indifferent.

The gold-robed and white-robed figures in the seats below were all shrewd people, and they picked up on the signs.

Some of them breathed sighs of relief. It seemed the sea monsters were not launching a full-scale siege on the cities? Good, good.

They leaned close to those around them and whispered, trying to find out who had been foolish enough to offend the two uncrowned kings of Earth.

Gradually, news spread.

A genius from the Jiang Family of Hanxia Nation had been targeted by a Mercenaries organization. A Councilor Level expert had led the operation, with War Gods carrying it out...

Everyone who heard the news covered their mouths in shock.

They stood at the top of Earth's pyramid and possessed knowledge and experience, but when had they ever seen something on this scale?

They could not help but wonder: Had this Jiang Family genius committed some heavenly crime?

Even killing a Greater War God would not warrant such an operation.

Only after eighty percent of War God Palace's members had arrived did Hong's personal guard step forward to maintain order, quieting the entire Conference Hall.

The First Chairman, Hong, rose from his seat with a cold expression, drawing everyone's attention.

"Everyone, I had no choice but to summon you here in such haste. Someone has already threatened the future of all humanity on Earth!"

"We have only just gained more than twenty years of respite, yet some scum have already forgotten that we remain in a crisis where our entire race could be exterminated. For petty profits, they have begun undermining the foundations of humanity."

"Jiang Chengxiong, come up and tell them what happened over the past three hours."

Jiang Zhe's father, a towering, powerfully built man standing one meter ninety tall, walked onto the dais in a white robe, his face filled with murderous intent.

The moment he came to a stop, an enormous screen appeared in the Conference Hall, displaying a photograph.

—Three Black corpses laid side by side amid urban ruins.

Some of the people seated among the Councilors recognized them, and shocked cries erupted.

"Oh, my God, that is... Randolph!"

"Randolph, Deputy Commander of the Glory Legion, a Councilor Level powerhouse. Is he... dead?"

"Those two... Yanpu? Kazong? Judging by their builds, they seem to be them."

"One of them was an Elementary War God, while the other was a Mid-Level War God. They were also core members of the Glory Legion."

"Look at their wounds. It seems they were killed by a Psychic Master's throwing knives!"

Everyone turned to look at the Glory Legion members around them, but even more eyes focused on the legion's Commander—Bonnet—who sat among the Councilor seats.

The gaunt middle-aged Black man sat there calmly, completely unmoved.

The photograph did not reveal many secrets.

At the very least, Randolph's penetrating chest wound had been concealed. However, the traces of the other two War Gods being killed by a Psychic Master had not been hidden.

The old man had decided to let Jiang Zhe continue keeping a high profile and send him into the War God Palace!

Ice Mountain, the personal guard, stepped forward again to maintain order. Once the Conference Hall had quieted down, Jiang Chengxiong began recounting the assassination attempt.

"..."

"...Randolph was killed by my father and elder brother joining forces, while the two War Gods under his command who carried out the assassination were killed in return by my son, Jiang Zhe!"

Boom! Boom!

The commotion in the Conference Hall could no longer be suppressed. The full impact of that photograph exploded, and only then did everyone realize what it represented.

Randolph was the first Councilor Level powerhouse in the world to die at the hands of humans!

The Jiang Family's Family Head had only recently been confirmed as a Councilor, but just what level had his strength reached? Could he rival Hong and the Thunder God?

Wait, Jiang Chengxiong had just said... father and son joining forces?

A peak Greater War God—or an Invincible War God—even wearing the Black God Set, what could he possibly amount to before a Councilor Level powerhouse?

After thinking it over, everyone in the Conference Hall noticed the "oversight" in Jiang Chengxiong's words.

The Fourth Chairman, Ister, could not help asking loudly, "Jiang Chengxiong, your elder brother..."

"My elder brother, Jiang Chengbai, advanced to Councilor Level a few days ago!"

Boom! Boom!

The atmosphere throughout the hall was once again pushed to a fever pitch.

Two Councilors from one family, along with a Psychic Master at least at the Mid-Level War God level!

Wait, a Psychic Master?

A Psychic Master who had just turned sixteen?

God, Allah, True Lord... you are not joking with us, are you? How could such a monster exist?

Once silence returned to the Conference Hall, Hong took over and began holding each party accountable.

The Glory Legion.

Commander Bonnet said he had not known about the matter. He had been cultivating in the Wilderness Zone during this period, leaving the legion's affairs to Randolph.

He expressed deep remorse over what had happened.

He stated that the Glory Legion would compensate the Jiang Family and would never again accept missions to murder key members or young geniuses of humanity.

Hanxia.

Jia Yi stepped forward and stated that the "traitors" within the system who had provided satellite positioning services, along with the Wang Family's principal figures behind the assassination, would be executed.

Although the Wang Family would undergo some upheaval, it was ultimately preserved through the joint intervention of Hanxia and the HR Alliance.

If such a massive entity controlling vital economic lifelines encountered problems, it would inevitably affect the nation's economy and people's livelihoods. It might even leave the entire country half-paralyzed.

Hanxia and the Jiang Family agreed to a Private Settlement, to take place after the Jiang Family's old man returned from the Wilderness Zone.

The Jiang Family.

That was right, the Jiang Family also had to be punished, even though they were the victims of this assassination attempt.

That had been a Councilor Level expert!

He was an important force in humanity's struggle against monsters. Having one die like that was a heavy blow to all humanity.

Fortunately, Jiang Chengbai's breakthrough meant the number of Councilor Level experts had neither increased nor decreased.

But it was still a loss!

A massive loss!

Therefore, the Jiang Family father and son had to hunt two King Level Monsters for humanity as compensation.

At the end of the meeting.

Led by Hong and the Thunder God, all parties signed a treaty—unless the two sides bore a blood feud, War Gods and Councilors were forbidden from using any means to stifle young geniuses.

Two chapters tomorrow, 3,000 characters each.