Yang Yi's eyes were slightly moist as he gazed at the fervent expressions of the Shenwu Guards standing before him. These soldiers were his men, the vanguard of the War God Hall. The war knives on their shoulders served both as their badges and their medals of honor.

"Always the first to charge, the soul of the Shenwu Guards."

The Vanguard Guard and the Shenwu Guard were both fearless squads that led the charge in battle!

Previously, when Yang Yi saw so many of his old subordinates at Base No. 9, he could barely contain his excitement. Now, standing before the neatly assembled Shenwu Guard, he felt his fighting spirit surge once again.

The next moment, he took a deep breath and roared loudly, his voice echoing in the sky, "War God Hall!"

The eyes of the thousand Shenwu Guards burned with zeal as they responded in unison, led by Zhao Hai, with a battle cry, "Invincible in battle!"

"Heh..."

Yang Yi laughed heartily.

Seeing Zhao Hai run over excitedly, Yang Yi reached out and gave him a slap.

Zhao Hai was stunned, standing there in disbelief.

Yang Yi laughed and scolded, "Bringing so many people here, are you planning on cross-regional combat?"

Zhao Hai snapped out of his daze, a smile appearing on his face as he stood at attention and responded, "Yes, sir! My mistake!"

Yang Yi didn't say much more, waving his hand, and Zhao Hai immediately understood. He quickly returned to lead the thousand men onto the vehicles.

After turning around to board his own vehicle, Yang Yi led the thousand Shenwu Guards and swiftly departed from Zhongjing.

At the same time, numerous videos began circulating online, all featuring Yang Yi and the thousand Shenwu Guards at the Fourth Hospital in Zhuque District, Zhongjing.

On this day, a helicopter arrived at the peak of a snow-covered mountain, broadcasting just a few words: "The God King has appeared." Instantly, an avalanche roared down the millennia-old snowy peak, and a giant nearly three meters tall, with disheveled hair and a bare torso, emerged from the storm.

On this day, a young man in a suit descended into the eighteenth underground level. With the words "The God King has appeared," he awakened a sleeping beauty from a blood pool. Her skin was as white as snow, and her eyes were blood red.

On this day, an old man at the border laughed heartily. He walked out of the city alone and slaughtered seven thousand foreign enemies as a tribute...

Yang Yi's appearance, or rather, the God King's emergence, caused a dramatic upheaval on this day.

However, at the same time, someone on the dark web posted a message: "A city's worth of eight hundred can be exchanged for the God King's head!"

Yang Yi was unaware of the commotion his appearance had caused, or rather, he simply didn't care.

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Zhongjing Sanatorium was nestled among green mountains and clear waters, surrounded by birdsong and fragrant flowers. At this moment, an elderly man in coarse linen was leisurely seated on a meditation mat on a crisp lawn, playing a game of chess against himself.

A middle-aged woman with a gentle smile approached from a distance.

She stood quietly, waiting as the elderly man pondered his next move for a full half-hour. When he couldn't figure out the next step and placed his piece on the board in resignation, the woman finally spoke, "The God King has appeared in Zhongjing."

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The elderly man's hand, which was holding a teacup, suddenly paused. He then chuckled dismissively, "No matter, he's just passing through Zhongjing. Someone like him is most likely stationed at the border. There's no need to worry."

The woman smiled, her tone becoming more casual. "You say that, but three years ago, the God King single-handedly fought against the four kings of the foreign tribes. That battle shook the world, and the title of God King is well-deserved.

"The youngest king, king among kings, the War God of China... such a string of titles! It's a pity, though. I heard that he was severely injured in that battle and disappeared for three years."

Hearing this, the elderly man's brows furrowed slightly, and he murmured, "Disappeared for three years... Why would he reappear in Zhongjing?"

The woman laughed and said, "That's beyond our understanding. I was just thinking, if we could make a connection with him, it might benefit our Shen family. After all, he's the youngest king."

The old man sneered, "The youngest? Who knows? It could all be rumors. He might be older than me. Anyway, why are you here all of a sudden?"

The woman seemed to remember something and lightly patted her forehead. In a soft voice, she said, "Zhou Yun called. He said Little Xue has gone missing and isn't answering her phone."

The old man's eyes narrowed, his previously relaxed demeanor suddenly becoming sharp and authoritative. He looked coldly at the woman and asked, "What happened?"

The woman became serious as well and replied, "We don't know yet, but I've already frozen her card. If she wants money, she'll definitely contact the family again."

The old man's eyes were icy as he muttered, "That wretch! Hmph, if she dares to ruin my plans, I'll personally strangle that child!"

The woman spoke again, "I've heard that the child's liver has problems and she won't live long. It seems you won't have to lift a finger."

The old man frowned deeply and said, "No, contact that wretch immediately and tell her to come back. Tell her the family will help treat the child and that she should return quickly for family training!"

The woman thought for a moment and said, "Actually, there's not much more the family can teach her. As long as she secures her position in the Zhou family, she'll definitely send back some information. It's just a matter of whether she's willing."

"Hmph, you think I don't know? The reason I want her back is to keep that child under control!" the old man said coldly.

Hearing this, the woman was shocked and thought to herself, "A tiger doesn't necessarily spare its cubs!"

She agreed and took out her phone, dialing a number. As expected, there was no answer from Shen Xue.

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At that moment, Shen Xue, despondent and lost, had returned to her home in Zhongjing. She needed more money!

At the First Hospital of Wudu, she learned that they had advanced equipment capable of sustaining Tian Tian's life, but it required money—millions every day. The hospital also had the best doctors, who had already planned the best surgery for Tian Tian, waiting only for a liver to arrive.

She still didn't know who had sent Tian Tian to that hospital. Initially, she thought it was Yang Yi.

But on her way back, she dismissed that thought.

How could it be him? He wouldn't be able to do that.

The thought of the upcoming medical expenses made her feel a wave of helplessness.

Helplessly, she took out her phone. If there was anyone who could come up with that much money, it would be her unfeeling father.

When she opened her phone and saw dozens of missed calls, Shen Xue didn't pay them any attention and instead dialed her father's number.

After two rings, the call connected.

An old voice sounded, "Where are you? Why didn't you answer your phone?"

Shen Xue bit her lip and said, "I need more money. Ten million."

The old voice replied, "Fine. Come find me, and I'll give it to you."

Shen Xue gritted her teeth. "Transfer it to my account. Don't think I don't know—the five million you gave me before has been frozen, hasn't it? You're trying to play me!"

There was a moment of silence on the other end before the voice responded, "That was because you disappeared before. This time, the money will be transferred to your account. Now come back."

Shen Xue was stunned, her eyes suddenly red. She had only been testing him, but she hadn't expected her father to have actually frozen the five million!

She was filled with anger, but thinking of her daughter lying in the isolation ward, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fine, I'll come back immediately."

She stood up, grabbed her coat, and headed out. But as soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhou Yun standing there with six or seven burly men.

Seeing Shen Xue, Zhou Yun's face twisted into a sinister smile. "Heh heh, let's see where you run this time! You bitch!"