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Old Ross trembled. ”I am the Clan Chief of the Ross Family! I control 30% of the world’s resources! If you kill me, the Ark Alliance will retaliate at any cost! Dragon Summer will not have an easy time!”

”I can pay! I can give you so much money! Hundreds of billions! Trillions! Just let me go!”

Zhao Tiezhu stopped in front of him.

The shadow cast by his tall figure completely enveloped the trembling Old Ross.

The energy Mo Dao in Zhao Tiezhu’s hand slowly rose, the icy blade resting against Old Ross’s wrinkled, cold-sweat-covered neck.

Old Ross closed his eyes, desperately awaiting the arrival of death.

However, the blade did not swing down.

Instead, Zhao Tiezhu retracted the blade, squatted down, brought his face close to Old Ross’s, and looked at him with a hint of disdain.

”Die?”

”Old man, you wish too highly of yourself.”

Zhao Tiezhu reached out and patted Old Ross’s noble face twice, not too hard, not too light.

The damage was minimal, but the insult was extreme.

”The Leader said that a scourge like you being killed with one strike is too easy for you.”

At this moment, Su Yun’s voice echoed coldly through the connection of the National Fortune inside the submarine located deep in the Atlantic Ocean, sounding like a judgment handed down from the Nine Heavens.

”Bring him back.”

”Let the whole world see what happens to anyone who dares to touch my Dragon Summer people.”

”In this world, some debts cannot be settled simply by dying.”

”We need a public trial, a public trial in front of 1.4 billion people.”

Hearing the words ’public trial,’ Old Ross’s complexion instantly turned from ashen white to deathly gray.

For a major figure like him, who had controlled the dark side of the world for a century, being dragged into the sunlight and judged like a monkey was ten thousand times more terrifying than death.

”Did you hear that? Let’s go!”

Zhao Tiezhu grinned mischievously, grabbed the collar of Old Ross’s back neck like he was snatching a little chick.

”No! I won’t go! Kill me! Quick, kill me!” Old Ross struggled frantically, but against the power of the Heroic Spirits, his resistance was as futile as an infant’s.

Zhao Tiezhu suddenly exerted force, carrying Old Ross, and rushed straight up along the golden long bridge!

As for how to pass through the remaining layers of the submarine hull? That was naturally done by—crashing through.

”Boom! Boom! Boom!”

Accompanied by a series of loud metallic tearing sounds, Old Ross felt as if he had been stuffed into a drum washing machine, the scenery before his eyes wildly shifting.

He saw the deep, gloomy darkness of the deep sea, felt the surging waves of the sea surface, and finally, the biting cold wind of the high altitude.

When he finally managed to open his eyes, he found himself being held thousands of meters high in the sky.

Below him, the ’zeus,’ which symbolized the pinnacle of Western technological crystallization, instantly crushed by millions of tons of seawater after losing the protection of its golden light, turned into countless wreckage, slowly sinking toward the even deeper seabed graveyard.

”Let go of me... I beg you...” Old Ross’s face twitched from the gale winds at high altitude, his words slurred as he wailed.

Zhao Tiezhu ignored him completely, merely turning around and waving to the vast army of Heroic Spirits behind him, roaring with heroic spirit:

”Brothers! Wrap it up!”

”Roar!!”

The three thousand Heroic Spirits responded in unison, their roar shaking the heavens.

On the golden bridge, streams of light shimmered brilliantly.

The Invincible Army returned in triumph.