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"You haven't provoked me, but you absolutely should not have touched Huaxia," Jiang Chen said slowly.
His calm tone carried an air of authority that stirred the blood of the soldiers, Zeng Xianyi and Li Yang.
"We haven't interfered with Huaxia; we merely wish to unify the world under the Witch Clan. As for martial matters, I hope Mr. Jiang won't involve national issues," Luo Baihao said with a frown, surprised by Jiang Chen's patriotic fervor.
"Since you've already interfered, there's no need for further explanations. You have two choices: you can take your own life, or I will take it for you. Choose one," Jiang Chen said casually while sipping his tea.
Jiang Chen offered no escape for Luo Baihao; his domineering and merciless words severed any possibility of reconciliation.
"Your arrogance is astounding. Don't think that no one in this world can deal with you," Luo Baihao retorted angrily, his voice booming as he unleashed a surge of energy that shattered the top of the boat. Dark clouds gathered in the sky, and light rain began to fall.
"Indeed, no one can deal with me," Jiang Chen replied with a smile, then flicked his fingers, sending a wave of force toward Luo Baihao.
With a loud bang, Luo Baihao was sent flying, landing on the river a hundred meters away before stabilizing himself.
Jiang Chen stood up, stepping into the air as if climbing a heavenly ladder, rising into the sky.
The boat continued downstream, quickly distancing itself from Jiang Chen. After maintaining a distance of about a hundred feet, Liao Yangmai finally brought the boat to a stop in a calm section of water.
However, in the darkness of night, it was nearly impossible to see Jiang Chen.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning tore through the sky like a web, followed by rolling thunder echoing through the heavens as heavy rain poured down.
The people on the boat craned their necks to look around; however, with the heavy rain and darkness combined, visibility was limited to just a few meters ahead, making it impossible to discern what lay before them.
Uncertainty and anxiety enveloped everyone’s hearts as they struggled to see through the storm. Even Ye Xiaoying, who had complete confidence in Jiang Chen's strength, found herself gazing intently into the darkness.
Meanwhile, in that very darkness, Jiang Chen hovered in midair, observing Luo Baihao standing on the river's surface. Luo Baihao hadn’t expected Jiang Chen to strike so directly; he had planned to let his subordinates test the waters first. But now that Jiang Chen had taken the initiative, he had no choice but to confront him head-on.
Seeing the flashes of lightning and feeling the rain intensify, a cold smile crept across Luo Baihao's lips.
"Truly, heaven is assisting me," he thought gleefully. His powers were enhanced by water; with this torrential downpour and rising humidity around him, it felt as if heaven itself was aiding him. In fact, those with greater strength often believed more fervently in divine will.
Jiang Chen noticed Luo Baihao's subtle change in expression but paid it no mind.
Luo Baihao was indeed powerful; however, compared to Great Britain's Blood Ancestor sect, he was still far too weak. Killing him would require little effort from Jiang Chen.
At present, regardless of what existed on Earth, none could match Jiang Chen's strength—unless nations resorted to nuclear weapons or if the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm Gate were opened.
Of course, while nuclear weapons might pose a threat to Jiang Chen now, given time, even they would be powerless against him.
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