Chapter 11 — Ripples Across the World**
The battle in Seoul was over, but its aftershocks swept the globe. Major media outlets repeatedly broadcast Yang Lin's image—with a mere wave of his hand, he eliminated a White Bishop-level invader.
In Washington, **President Emily Carter** sat in the War Council's meeting room, her tone stern.
"This isn't just about China. This Yang Lin, his power even surpasses nuclear weapons. If he decides to take action against us—"
General Reynolds, America's strongest SSS-rank hunter, interrupted:
"Madam President, I've used nuclear weapons against Alpha-level monsters, and even then, they survived. But Yang Lin? He wiped them out with a wave of his hand. If he wanted, he could even walk right into the Pentagon, and no one could stop him."
Meanwhile, in Moscow, Viktor Sokolov raised his glass: "The Americans are panicking, but what about us? We negotiate. Someone like Yang Lin isn't an enemy, but a deterrent."
The Indian Hunters Guild, led by Arjun Mehra, began planning an alliance. Seoul, rebuilt in South Korea, was taken over by the government-backed hunter Park Ji-eun.
All eyes were on China—the center of mutants and cultivators, and also the bridge between Yang Lin and the three powers.
Above the clamor of humanity, the sky cracked. A pulse echoed across the earth, audible only to the strongest. It whispered—a storm was coming. ---
## **Chapter 12 — The Nine-Tailed Queen's Gaze**
In Shanghai, Bai Xianyao stood atop a skyscraper, her nine tails flowing like moonlight. Her illusions spread throughout the city, not to attack—but to search.
She had seen Yang Lin from afar. Unlike others, her instinct wasn't fear, but a desire—not power, but recognition. For centuries, mutants had been seen as outcasts, but Yang Lin had merged all categories, yet transcended them all.
Her advisor, a white bishop-level fox-type mutant, **Hu Yiren**, bowed to her.
"Your Majesty, are we prepared to wage war against this man?"
The White Fairy's laughter rang out like the tolling of bells:
"War? Do you think illusions can bind the heavens? No… We'll see if he's a friend or an enemy. If neither…" She lightly stroked the air, her claws drawing glowing runes, "We will make him ours."
Her gaze turned to the distant Kunlun Mountains: "Lan Yuexi has probably come to the same conclusion."
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## **Chapter 13 — Lan Yuexi's Frosty Judgment**
Lan Yuexi descended the mountain, each step constructing crystalline bridges in the clouds. Her disciples followed, but could not keep up with her pace—for she was no longer merely mortal; she was the embodiment of celestial power.
At the foot of Kunlun, leaders of various factions gathered: **Elder Wu**, **Madam Qin**, **Sword Saint Zhou**. Everyone trembled.
"Elder Lan, is it true? Someone who surpasses the Heavenly Opening Realm, yet is still a mortal?"
Yuexi's gaze was cold: "Neither mortal nor god. He is something else."
Her sword gleamed: "If he stands on our side, Earth will be saved. If he stands alone, we will all be crushed. Heaven will not forgive imbalance."
She looked up, sensing another fluctuation—an inhuman aura. Above the Pacific Ocean, a portal larger than ever before was forming, echoing with the low rumble of invasion.
"The outsiders have returned, this time… not just at the bishop level."
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## **Chapter 14 — The Gate to the Pacific Opens**
On the Japanese coast, the sea churned. A portal larger than a city tore through the surface, its energy vibrating the earth's tectonic plates. A colossal figure appeared—taller taller than a skyscraper, clad in Titan-like armor.
Japan mobilized its strongest hunter guild, **Rising Sun Blade**, led by **Hiroshi Kenta (SSS)**. Naval vessels opened fire, and orbital missiles were deflected like toys.
Then, a deafening roar echoed through the sky. The invaders proclaimed themselves: **The Dominating Legion**, rulers who devour dimensions. Their leader was **The Ruler Seraphim**, whose strength surpassed that of a White Bishop, approaching the Omega level.
The world trembled, but despair had not yet settled when a flash of light swept across the sea. Yang Lin walked on water, each step freezing the surface. His power was neither that of a hunter, a mutant, nor a cultivator.
The Ruler stopped, looking down at the lone figure: "What...are you?"
Yang Lin raised his hand: "Your Judge."
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## **Chapter 15 — The Battle of the Pacific**
The battle shook the very earth. Seraphim's meteor spear collided with Yang Lin's bare palm, and giant waves swept across the Pacific, yet failed to touch Japan—Yang Lin's aura dissolved everything.
Hiroshi Kenta and the guild members stared in disbelief: "Is this... even human?"
Hunters, mutants, and cultivators from Asia gathered to witness a battle beyond their categorization. The White Fairy Demon appeared, its nine tails lashing out like a storm. Lan Yuexi descended, her sword light like frost.
However, the two did not interfere, but simply observed.
In Yang Lin, they saw not an enemy, but an inevitable presence.
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## **Chapter 16 — The First Unified Parliament**
After the Pacific War, Seraphim retreated with wounds untouched for a thousand years, and the nations could no longer act independently.
A grand parliament was convened in Beijing. Representatives from 12 countries attended: Sri Lanka, China, India, South Korea, Russia, Germany, Australia, the United States, Canada, France, Switzerland, and Brazil.
Reporters such as **Liu Mei (China)**, **Rachel Moore (United States)**, and **Carlos Silva (Brazil)** flocked to the scene.
Parliament was embroiled in debate:
* Should Yang Lin be made Global Commander?
* Should Hunters, Mutants, and Cultivators form a unified army?
* Or should each nation hoard its own power to prevent betrayal?
Finally, Bai Xianyao appeared, her tail gleaming, and took her seat without invitation. Lan Yuexi followed, her icy aura silencing the entire room.
When Yang Lin entered, the entire meeting hall froze. Not because of the frost or illusions—but simply because of his presence.
"If you quarrel, the entire planet will be incinerated. Stand with me, or be wiped out."
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## **Chapter 17 — The Seeds of Betrayal**
Not everyone obeyed.
In the United States, a plan emerged to create artificial SSS+ Hunters, utilizing the blood of mutants and the relics of cultivators. In Russia, Sokolov armed mutants with uranium bombs, planning to confront Yang Lin.
Even in China, factions debated. Some elders saw Yang Lin as a savior, while others considered him a potential tyrant.
Bai Xianyao chuckled and whispered to Hu Yiren, "Humans will never learn. When their betrayal blossoms, Yang Lin must choose—to become their god, or their reaper."
Lan Yuexi prayed softly in the cold hall, "May he not choose anger."
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## **Chapter 18 — The Birth of the Global Guilds**
To stabilize the chaos, a new guild system was established.
* **Dragon Fang Guild (China)** — Led by SSS Hunter Li Jianhong
* **Iron Shield Guild (USA)** — Led by John Reynolds
* **Ice Lotus Sect (China)** — Lan Yuexi's unified cultivation sect
* **Moon Garden (Shanghai)** — Bai Xianyao's mutant domain
They all pledged allegiance to the **Global Unified Council**—but true loyalty was fragile, bound only by Yang Lin's shadow.
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## **Chapter 19 — Omega's Loneliness**
Alone, Yang Lin stood on the Kunlun Cliff, gazing at the starry sky. The memories awakened at fourteen burned like fire. He hadn't chosen this path; born a mortal, once powerless, his rise now forged in solitude.
"Why me?" he whispered to the void.
The stars responded silently.
Behind him, Lan Yuexi appeared, frost swirling in her hair: "Because only you can do it."
In the shadows, Bai Xianyao chuckled: "Also because fate loves irony."
The three stood side by side for the first time—not as opponents, but as inevitable beings.
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## **Chapter 20 — Sky Crack**
Above Earth, the sky cracked. Not just one door, but thousands, spanning every continent. The ruling legions returned—not alone, but allied with a darker, more ancient race.
The voice of the ruler, Seraphim, echoed across the heavens:
"Kneel, humans. Even your Omega King cannot stop eternity."
Yang Lin clenched his fists, his aura surging. The White Fairy's tail lit up the sky, and the frost of Lan Yuexi spread like an ocean. Hunters sharpened their knives, mutants prepared to unleash their claws, and cultivators summoned their domains.
The Earth was no longer divided. For the first time, the three powers united.
But the war had only just begun.