Redemption of a Born Demon

Chapter 441: Chapter 300: 2nd Disintegration, Fierce Battle Resumes for the Spiritual Talisman (Middle)

"Xiaozhao, from the look on your face, I take it there’s been a development in Jun City?"

One of the leaders asked with a smile.

"Yes, Leaders. It’s good news. Meng Qianyuan, the newly ascended Saint Realm who fought in the battle from start to finish, just sent back a report on the situation..."

Zhao Ping nodded hurriedly, using the images on the screen to brief everyone present on the latest intelligence.

"It’s true that every generation produces its own great talents. I read your last report. This Mr. Yi... I imagine no one in the country can surpass him now, correct?"

one of the leaders remarked with a sigh of admiration.

"Not just in the country—it’s likely the case for the entire world. To be honest, we never predicted he could reach such a level. Even the Ancient Ones from the Hidden Realm are no match for him."

Zhao Ping replied.

"Good. Excellent! In a new era, with new tides, incredible people are bound to appear. This is a good thing. How can we, the people of the present, be defeated by those of the past?"

One of the leaders clapped his hands and laughed heartily.

"A pity. His current public identity is that of a traitor to Donghua. It caused a huge stir at the time, and we faced enormous pressure."

Someone interjected abruptly.

The room fell silent for a moment.

A single sentence from a person of this caliber carried immense weight.

Clearly, there was a division of opinion regarding Yi Beidou within Donghua’s leadership.

The statement was an expression of dissatisfaction.

Yi Beidou is powerful, a peerless talent, no doubt. But he’s uncontrollable and acts too high-handedly, which can easily stir up monstrous trouble and even harm our own people.

If he becomes the role model for all Martial Artists and everyone starts to emulate him, the world would likely descend into chaos.

"Every era has its own problems to solve. Our job is to solve them, not to shy away from them simply because they exist. Nothing in this world is immutable. You need to change your mindset. That goes for everyone here, including myself."

"Are we supposed to act like the Qing Dynasty, which adopted a closed-door policy and suppressed its people’s intellect simply because modern technology was difficult to control? If so, we would be criminals in the eyes of history."

Just then, a heavyweight figure spoke, setting a definitive tone for the matter.

"This Mr. Yi is a man who cannot be shackled. He is destined to leave a bold and indelible mark on human history. It is Donghua’s great fortune that such a man was born here."

"Furthermore, while his actions may be shocking, he has always operated with principles. He has been more than benevolent toward Donghua. I heard he even generously handed over an ancient ruin—one he fought tooth and nail to acquire—for us to study. That’s proof enough that his heart is with Donghua, with the Martial Arts Dao, and with the world at large."

"Xiaozhao, I see from the files that Mr. Yi still has family in the country. They must be treated with the utmost care, especially regarding their safety. Dispatch dedicated personnel to protect them at the highest security level. His dazzling display in Jun City has shaken the world, and I fear many will now covet him or target his relatives."

"As for Jun City, we must use all our resources to provide our Warriors the aid they deserve. The same applies to the subsequent operations in the Mediterranean Region. We must also accelerate the promotion and training of the Martial Arts Dao domestically. The Military Department needs to fast-track its research on new tactics for special operatives. We can’t control what happens elsewhere, but if an ancient ruin ever appears within Donghua’s borders, we must guarantee the safety of our people."

The heavyweight figure continued.

"I understand, Sir."

Zhao Ping nodded gravely.

"So, in other words, the situation in Jun City is stabilizing?"

the heavyweight figure asked again.

"This is merely the first phase. According to frontline intelligence, the key item of contention—the Spiritual Talisman—has yet to appear. The fighting to come will likely be the most dangerous part. We can’t predict how the situation will develop from here."

Zhao Ping replied gravely.

’This was only the first round of the conflict. The Spiritual Talisman hadn’t appeared yet, so the various factions weren’t truly fighting to the death; they were still holding back. That’s how Yi Beidou was able to gain the upper hand. But when the time comes for a true life-or-death struggle, the outcome will be anyone’s guess.’

「Gibraltar. Kunca Mansion Conference Room.」

The five leaders of the Five Divine Sealing Veins were all present in the conference room.

They held two Spiritual Talismans, yet no major disturbances had broken out in the city of Gibraltar. There were only minor probes, which the Divine Sealers of the God-Sealing Alliance, stationed throughout the urban area, could easily handle. There was no need for the leaders to intervene personally.

After all, the alliance of the Five Divine Sealing Veins possessed the strength to crush any single hidden faction. Only if these factions unleashed their deepest reserves would they stand a chance.

This was why they could afford to sit comfortably in their conference room, observing the movements of the various factions.

The main focus of their observation was, naturally, Jun City—the focal battlefield of this first round.

However, communications were being disrupted by the Eye of Omniscience and the overwhelming Magnetic Field Power on-site, so detailed intelligence from the battlefield had yet to arrive. For now, all they knew was that Secret Technique Heaven and the Illuminati were engaged in a one-on-one confrontation.

"The Illuminati clearly intends to pick them off one by one. They’ve made ample preparations. Besides the Eye of the Sun overseeing the battle, there must be an Ancient One who has condensed their Soul to handle the frontline combat. It will be incredibly difficult for Secret Technique Heaven to defeat them alone."

The gentlemanly old man smiled, glancing at the antique-styled watch on his wrist. "Judging by the time," he said, "the other factions should have broken through the Illuminati’s blockade by now. I wonder what the final outcome of the battle was. What are your thoughts, everyone?"