The rising steam blurred Jiang Zhen's face, which remained completely expressionless throughout.

Jiang Zhen picked up the hot tea, blew on it gently, then raised his eyelids, glanced at Zhao Fangxu with a faint, unsettling smile, and asked in a straightforward and calm voice:

"Fang Xu, you came all this way in such a hurry just to question me on behalf of those foreign devils who wet their pants outside?"

"Is it because I haven't made a move in decades that they've started to distinguish between the big and small kings?"

Chapter 165 Welcoming the Royal Army

As soon as Jiang Zhen finished speaking, the air around the pavilion seemed to freeze completely in an instant.

Zhao Fangxu, half-bent over, felt his body tense under the invisible yet overwhelming aura emanating from Jiang Zhen. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, but instead of immediately standing up, he smiled bitterly and spoke bluntly:

"Uncle Jiang, since you've put it this way, I won't hide it from you. Actually... it's not just the foreign devils outside; we here also want to know your attitude."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Zhen paused, his teacup still in his hand. He looked at Zhao Fangxu, speechless.

Outside the pavilion, the strange people kept their heads bowed low, not daring to even breathe.

Zhao Fangxu was telling the absolute truth.

The man sitting in the pavilion was simply too heavy-handed.

Decades ago, before Jiang Zhen went abroad to establish a new world, he had already demonstrated an absolute and terrifying martial prowess that was unmatched in the industry—the corpses of those 300,000 Japanese made the soil of Zijin Mountain incredibly fertile.

Not to mention that later, he single-handedly destroyed the United States' combined fleet in the Western Pacific. Now, decades later, no one is foolish enough to think he's too old to throw a punch.

Who knows just how terrifying this man can be now?

At this moment, Duanmu Ying, who had been standing to the side with her arms crossed and a strange expression, finally moved. She stepped into the pavilion and walked straight to Jiang Zhen.

“Brother Jiang, that girl made quite a commotion before she died. When she died, I carefully examined the mental and conscious remnants she left behind in the Yaoxing Society using my dual-wielding technique.”

Duanmu Ying sighed and continued:

"I saw what she saw in the secret chamber of the Shining Star Society. That girl... the reason she secretly caused this commotion to infiltrate Nadutong was simply because..."

Jiang Zhen raised an eyebrow: "Huh?"

Duanmu Ying spread her hands and explained, "Because when she was a little girl, you had the Canal Gang deliver grain to her village, saving the lives of everyone in the village. Later, when she was dying, I saved her with my Double-Handed Technique. She remembered these two things her whole life and felt that only you could change all the injustices in this world. So she spent all her time planning and infiltrating, just to clear away as many obstacles as possible for you when you came back."

Jiang Zhen was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then scratched his head with a wry smile:

"This whole thing is... I thought that girl had been secretly plotting for so many years, and she was going to come up with some earth-shattering purpose. But it turns out she's become my fan?"

Jiang Zhen shook his head and clicked his tongue with a sigh: "It's a pity that she died too soon in the end. I didn't even get to see her one last time. Otherwise, I would have definitely signed an autograph for her in person."

Hearing Jiang Zhen's extremely casual, even somewhat teasing, answer, Zhao Fangxu, who was standing to the side, had tears welling up in his eyes and was on the verge of crying.

That's the interconnected consciousness of billions of people worldwide! The whole world is in chaos right now, and all the national machinery is operating at breakneck speed. Yet, Jiang Zhen, who is at the absolute core of this storm, seems completely indifferent. Compared to this momentous event that could overturn the course of human history, this sea emperor seems more concerned about his fans not getting autographs.

Seeing Zhao Fangxu's aggrieved expression, with tears welling up in his eyes, Jiang Zhen chuckled and waved his hand, interrupting the other's wild thoughts.

"Alright, Fang Xu, you're the chairman of Na Du Tong, after all. You're nominally in charge of the supernatural community in mainland China. Stop acting like the sky is falling and you're such a coward."

"If you think I really have any ulterior motives, then there's no need for that. Otherwise, do you think I would have waited until today?"

Upon hearing this extremely blunt yet blasphemous truth, Zhao Fangxu's heart clenched violently.

He was just about to raise his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his face and express his stance to Jiang Zhen.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out around the pavilion.

A composed New World intelligence agent strode up to Huang Chunjie, lowered his head, and whispered a few words rapidly into Huang Chunjie's ear with an extremely excited expression.

After listening to the report, Huang Chunjie's old face couldn't help but twitch violently.

Without any hesitation, he immediately turned and strode into the pavilion, bowing respectfully to Jiang Zhen.

"Sir, there is extremely urgent intelligence that needs to be reported to you."

"explain."

Huang Chunjie swallowed hard, glanced at Zhao Fangxu who was still not fully recovered, and said bluntly:

"According to the current statistics, after the initial panic and chaos caused by Qu Tong's announcement in the global human consciousness space, the wind direction has completely changed in various countries overseas."

"Currently, a total of forty countries worldwide have officially announced this to the world through public televised speeches, international joint telegrams, and emergency diplomatic announcements..."

Huang Chunjie paused, then said slowly and deliberately, "They announced that they have unconditionally submitted to the New World and the Sea Emperors...

Jiang Zhen was taken aback: "Huh?"

Huang Chunjie's expression grew increasingly interesting. He twitched his lips and continued, "Moreover, in their public diplomatic statements, these countries have all unanimously used an extremely straightforward ancient Chinese saying: 'Open the city gates and kneel to welcome the royal army.' Not only that, the number of those surrendering is now increasing at an alarming rate."

Jiang Zhen's hand holding the teacup froze in mid-air, and he was completely stunned.

However, this is just the beginning—countries around the world are rushing to submit their declarations of allegiance, as if they are afraid that being late in expressing their loyalty will make them appear disloyal and that they will be held accountable afterward.

The main reason is the immense pressure that Jiang Zhen and the New World exert on countries around the world.

The New World controls global maritime trade. No matter which country has a ship that goes to sea, it must pay taxes to Jiang Zhen. In the face of the vast New World, except for a very few countries, the vast majority of countries are not even qualified to be given a second glance.

Jiang Zhen didn't even need to take action himself; the New World's slight turn was enough to crush them on the spot.

Just seconds after Huang Chunjie finished speaking, another intelligence agent from the New World scrambled out of the pavilion, his voice cracking with extreme excitement:

"Report—!"

"We've taken over! We've already received public declarations of allegiance from fifty countries!!"

Before Jiang Zhen could speak, the third intelligence officer, his face flushed, rushed forward and shouted hysterically:

"They've risen to power!! Eighty of them! Their leader even knelt down on your photo right there on live TV!!!"

"Upgraded!! Over ninety now! Unconditionally submitted to the rule of the New World!!"

In an instant, the silence of the entire back mountain of Longhu Mountain was shattered by the increasingly excited and loud reports from the intelligence agents of the New World.

Meanwhile, Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong, was completely dumbfounded.

He stared wide-eyed at the intelligence officers who rushed up to report the figures.

"Is ruling the world such a simple thing? There's no need to fight at all. Just a piece of uncertain news, a name revealed, and the world kneels down on its own?"

No more than three hours.

With the exception of a very few countries, all other countries in the world have openly declared their unconditional submission to the Sea Emperor and to the New World.

When this final report settled in the pavilion, the entire place fell silent once again.

Jiang Zhen sat in the pavilion, looking at the long list of reports on the stone table, and his lips twitched suddenly.

He turned his head, looked at the bewildered Zhang Zhiwei, whose eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets, and helplessly shrugged:

"Zhiwei, look at the mess this has made... Your invitation has had quite a impact."

Chapter 166 The Power of One Man

"The power of one man is terrifying..."

In the deathly silence surrounding the pavilion, Chen Jinkui, the leader of the Shuzi Sect, was deathly pale as he stared at the list of countries that had surrendered. His lips trembled violently as he uttered a murmur that was hard to tell whether it was a gasp of surprise or fear.

Before the people around him could recover from the exclamation, Chen Jinkui's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widening instantly as he stared intently into the void.

Not just him.

At that moment, all the Eastern sorcerers who were proficient in Qimen Dunjia and the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams sensed a mysterious and violent change at the same time. Western astrologers and occultists, those who were most sensitive to changes in the heavens and earth, also raised their heads in shock.

The world order has changed.

As time went on, apart from five countries and those that had no coastline and were entirely landlocked, the entire Earth had publicly declared its submission to the Sea Emperor and to the New World!

Those people from the New World who were scattered in various provinces and cities of the Dragon Kingdom for tourism and visiting relatives were now rushing to the scene from all directions in groups.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of violent explosions echoed through the air. A large number of elite New World warriors, dressed in black and exuding a suffocatingly deep aura, landed on the dense forest and open ground behind the mountain, stepping through the void.

After landing one by one, without any hesitation, they all turned red in the face and stared at Jiang Zhen with fanatical eyes.

The younger generation has never forgotten the dying words of Fifth Master, Master Bai, and Master Zhao.

And here comes another opportunity.

As more and more people from the new world arrived, the atmosphere in the back mountain became increasingly strange.

Old Master Zhang Zhiwei looked around, stroked his beard with a hint of helplessness, and quietly leaned close to Jiang Zhen's ear, lowering his voice to say:

"Um... Uncle-Master, my Longhu Mountain is a small place, you see... there really isn't enough room for so many people to stand here."

"understood."

Jiang Zhen's gaze swept over the group of his subordinates, whose eyes were filled with fervor, and finally landed on Zhao Fangxu, the chairman of Nadutong, who stood to the side, his muscles taut to the limit. When Jiang Zhen's gaze fell upon him, Zhao Fangxu's heart skipped a beat, and he became incredibly tense, even instinctively holding his breath.

"Fang Xu," Jiang Zhen said calmly.

"Yes, Uncle Jiang, please give your orders!"

Zhao Fangxu quickly bent down to respond.

At this moment, the headset he was wearing was recording all the sounds here at full power. Everyone on the top floor was listening intently in the conference room, not daring to even breathe.

Jiang Zhen dusted off his clothes, stood up, and spoke bluntly and casually:

"Let's get ready. I've finished watching Zhiwei's Luotian Grand Ceremony, and this trip to visit relatives is almost over."

At this point, Jiang Zhen put his hands behind his back, looked at Zhao Fangxu, and seemed to be giving the clearest explanation to everyone behind Zhao Fangxu's earpiece:

"We should go back too."

boom!

Upon hearing the words "It's time to go back," countless big shots in Zhao Fangxu's secret communication channels simultaneously breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes! Uncle Jiang, don't worry, we'll make the arrangements right away. Nothing will disturb the New World brothers' return journey along the way!"

Just then, Jiang Zhen suddenly raised his head slowly. His gaze passed over the lush canopy of trees, over the clouds above Longhu Mountain, as if piercing directly through the atmosphere of Earth, locking onto a certain position in the heavens, his eyes turning cold and sharp in an instant.

"court death."

The two simple words, uttered by Jiang Zhen without any emotional fluctuation, carried a chilling killing intent that sent shivers down the spines of everyone on Longhu Mountain.

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