If Ling Feng hadn't returned to Huaxia, hadn't met Liu Tingyu, and hadn't experienced all that Huaxia had to offer, he wouldn't have had any complaints about joining the Hand of Death. After all, what difference did it make where one chose to struggle through life?

But now things were different. After spending half a year here, Ling Feng truly understood what Huaxia meant to him. His relatives, his lover, and his friends were all ties he couldn't sever! Moreover, he was now a member of the Dragon Group, Liu Tingyu's boyfriend, and there was no way he could join the Hand of Death!

"It's very tempting, but unfortunately," Ling Feng said indifferently, "it seems we have no choice but to battle!"

Redick shook his head gently, expressing regret, "It's a pity, indeed. But since you've chosen to fight, I certainly won't go easy on you!"

As soon as Redick finished speaking, a powerful aura burst forth from him, so commanding that he seemed at that moment to be the ruler of heaven and earth.

"So powerful!" Not only Ling Feng, but even the Gu King and Wu Rilin, who were fighting in the distance, stopped their battle!

For once Redick released his aura, he became the sole focus, and everyone else merely a backdrop!

A weight fell in Ling Feng's heart; Redick's strength was beyond his expectation, perhaps even surpassing that of the Divine Gate instructor from years ago!

Ling Feng took a deep breath, his body crackling with snapping sounds, while his Gene Lock silently began to unlock.

Faced with Redick, a mere thirty percent of his Gene Lock would do no harm to him, so Ling Feng decisively activated his strongest state, unlocking fifty percent of his Gene Lock!

As Ling Feng's aura escalated, a trace of surprise flickered in Redick's eyes.

Phew! Ling Feng stood up straight, looking up at Redick, "Worthy of being one of the strongest in the Underworld, but I won't give up. Redick, make your move!"

In this moment, Ling Feng was completely transformed from before. Not only had his body swelled in size, but strange black patterns also appeared on him, his hair turned red, and his eyes became pure black, devoid of any white, which was incredibly eerie to behold.

"Is this what it looks like when the Gene Lock is fully unlocked?" Redick couldn't help saying, "It's true, self-developed genes have much more potential compared to those that are genetically grafted!"

Ling Feng now exuded strong Evil Qi, his vitality soaring, completely breaking free from Redick's oppressive aura.

Huff! Redick took a deep breath, extending his hand, "Come on, let's see if the famed Blood-Handed Asura deserves his title as one of the Eight War Gods!"

A shiver ran down Ling Feng's spine. Although he didn't know how Redick had learned of his true identity, at this moment he couldn't afford to ponder that. Unlocking sixty percent of his Gene Lock could greatly increase Ling Feng's power, but this state could not last long!

During the battle at Divine Gate, he had exhausted all his strength to kill the instructor, and the price was half a year lying in bed!

If he couldn't defeat the Death God within the duration of his unlocked Gene Lock, Ling Feng would truly be at his wits' end.

Ling Feng drew in a deep breath and, with a blur, he created a Phantom in the air as his figure vanished from everyone's sight.

A flash of surprise appeared on Redick's face, "It seems you do have some skills! But relying on this alone is far from sufficient!"

With that, Redick's hand swept through the air, striking violently towards the void.

With a thud, Ling Feng's figure appeared in front of Redick's fist, but Ling Feng had also discerned Redick's attack in advance, and their fists collided heavily.

A deep and muffled sound erupted, and the shockwave rolled out from the center of the two combatants like a wild wind in all directions.

After one move, the two immediately entangled in battle, each punch carrying supreme force, every technique stirring the heavens and the earth!

Wu Rilin squinted his eyes, a trace of wariness showing on his face, "So that kid has been hiding his cultivation all along! Lucky for me he didn't go all out back then, otherwise, I might not have been able to beat him!"

Meanwhile, the Gu King snapped at Wu Rilin, "Hmph, our battle isn't over yet! Take this!"

With that, the Gu King also charged back into combat, and the two fought fiercely on another part of the battlefield.

Only Dong Fengyue and the mysterious woman remained motionless, watching the fight with worried expressions.

"I never expected this kid to be able to fight Redick to a standstill, this is beyond my expectations!" Dong Fengyue muttered to himself.

"It's just sacrificing his own vitality!" Unexpectedly, the mysterious woman spoke up, her fluent Huaxia carrying a slight accent, but under her soft voice, it seemed even more charming.

Dong Fengyue looked at the woman curiously, "You know Ling Feng?"

The masked woman nodded, "Yes, actually, a big reason I came here is because of him!"

Hearing this, the woman no longer paid attention to Dong Fengyue, instead focusing tensely on the battle between Ling Feng and Redick.

"Haha, exhilarating!" Redick laughed loudly, "It's been a long time since I've had such an enjoyable fight! Blood-Handed Asura, although your strength is still not enough to confront me, you're indeed a genius that comes once every hundred years! Don't waste your talent, join our Hand of Death, and you could be the next leader of Hand of Death, how about it!"

The sound of Redick's voice surprised both Dong Fengyue and the mysterious woman; they hadn't expected Redick to value Ling Feng so highly!

Ling Feng wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Save your schemes, you want me to join Hand of Death? Fine, unless you declare Hand of Death to be the North American branch of the China Dragon Group, wouldn't that make everyone happy?"

Redick's expression darkened, "You dare make light of me, boy? It seems you won't shed tears until you see the coffin! If that's the case, then I'll show you what a true strong person is, what a real War God is!"

As he spoke, the veins on Redick's body bulged, and behind him, a massive phantom emerged: a cloaked figure wielding a scythe—a Death God's phantom!

"I'm called Death God Redick because I have mastered the Death God's Power!" Redick declared from high above, his eyes turning cold and devoid of any emotion.

"Death God's Scythe, come forth!" Redick shouted, and a jet-black stream of smoke emerged from the Death God phantom, coiling around Redick's hand. With a wave of his hand, a massive scythe materialized in his grasp.

The Death God's Scythe! Redick's most powerful weapon! It's said that anyone wounded by the Death God's Scythe will have their vitality sucked away, becoming a dried-up corpse!

Clearly, Ling Feng's previous words had enraged Redick, so he decided to send Ling Feng to the Paradise World!

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