"Did you see that? Did you hear that?"

The elder bent down and looked at Ma Zhenguo, who was pinned to the ground and unable to move, with a sneer.

"Did you see the terrible state of those people? Did you hear their cries of agony? This is the Jinling City you wanted to protect!"

"God of War? What a joke!"

The elder's face was full of sneers. Then he raised his hand and grabbed a four or five-year-old girl who flew through the air.

His large hand gripped the little girl's throat, and her face quickly turned red from lack of oxygen. Her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at the elder.

"You beast! Come at me if you dare!"

Ma Zhenguo's eyes were bloodshot with rage, but he had reached his limit. With all four of his limbs pierced by lightning spears, he had no ability to resist.

"Oh? Coming after you?"

The Grand Elder suddenly revealed a playful smile, and then he withdrew the thunder spear that was embedded in Ma Zhenguo's body.

"Alright, you want to save her, right? Just kneel down in front of me and kowtow a few times, and I'll let her go. How about it, Martial God?"

The Grand Elder deliberately dragged out the words "Martial God" in order to humiliate Ma Zhenguo.

Ma Zhenguo took a deep breath.

"Let her go, I'll kneel!"

"Oh? Is that so? Hahahaha!" The Grand Elder suddenly threw his head back and burst into wild laughter. "Humble humans, do you see this? Your guardian deity, your so-called God of War, is now kneeling before me!"

Upon hearing this, the survivors, still struggling in the earthquake, instantly had tears in their eyes.

"Martial God! Don't kneel!"

"Martial God! You can't kneel!"

"Abyssal Spirit Race! You bunch of bastards, I'll fight you to the death!"

This kneeling was an insult to Ma Zhenguo, and even more so to the entire human race. Everyone felt extremely aggrieved and deeply humiliated.

"Grandpa Martial God...don't kneel...Dad told me to be a brave person...I'm not afraid..."

The little girl, held in the elder's hand, struggled to speak. Her eyes were crystal clear, but her trembling body betrayed the fear in her heart.

"It's alright. My old bones can no longer protect Jinling. It would be good if I could save one more person before I die."

Ma Zhenguo smiled, then slowly bent his knees, as if about to kneel down.

The elder opened his eyes wide, his eyes full of anticipation. Killing people was far less exciting for him than destroying their spirit. He wanted to see the unruly and relentlessly fighting Ma Zhenguo kneel before him and destroy all his arrogance!

The Grand Elder was completely focused, all his attention on Ma Zhenguo, waiting for the moment when he would kneel down completely.

Suddenly, he felt a chill on his right hand.

The elder turned his head in a daze and saw that his right hand had already flown into the sky.

This sudden and shocking turn of events left everyone present momentarily stunned.

Between the Grand Elder and Ma Zhenguo, there appeared a young man in black robes holding a knife. No one saw how he appeared; it was as if he had always been there.

The little girl who had been kidnapped by the elder was now in the young man's arms. The young man also supported Ma Zhenguo with his other hand, preventing him from kneeling down.

"You've arrived."

Ma Zhenguo coughed weakly twice.

"I knew it! People who buy me drinks can't be all that bad."

"Sorry I'm late." Qiao Suinian helped Ma Zhenguo sit down on the ground, and then he put the little girl down. "Run away, it's dangerous here."

"Okay! Big brother, you can do it!" the little girl said, waving her little fist.

"Okay." Qiao Suinian smiled.

"Cough cough... It seems I didn't give my secret manual to the wrong person. You've also learned Tai Chi power... From now on, Jinling City... is in your hands." Ma Zhenguo coughed a few more times, his eyes becoming somewhat unfocused.

"Old man, I have no morals, so don't try to morally blackmail me. You can go and defend this broken Jinling once you've recovered from your injuries. If you dare to die, do you believe I can kill people faster than the Abyss Spirit Clan?"

"You fucking!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Zhenguo instantly perked up, almost standing up in anger. "Listen to this! Is this something a human being would say?"

He was originally critically injured and on the verge of death, but Qiao Suinian's words immediately revitalized him, more effectively than three injections of adrenaline. Anyone who came would have to call Qiao Suinian a miracle doctor.

"Very good, very energetic!"

"Now you just rest well over here, leave the rest to me."

Qiao Suinian patted Ma Zhenguo on the shoulder, helped him to the side, and lit a cigarette for him.

"Jinling City is saved! Heaven has not forsaken Jinling, for Jinling still has masters!"

"Hahahaha, I knew it! How could such a good person as the God of War end up with the humiliation of having to kneel before a foreign race!"

The survivors around him looked at Qiao Suinian with admiration and worship, as if they had seen a savior.

"Who are you?!" The First Elder clutched his severed arm, staring at Qiao Suinian with apprehension. He sensed an extremely dangerous aura emanating from the other man.

"Me? I never change my name or surname, I am Qiao Suinian."

Qiao Suinian turned around and calmly met the gazes of the Abyss Spirit Clan member. He twirled the Dragon Spirit Demon Blade in his hand with a magnificent flourish. This time, he did not use a false name.

"Qiao Suinian? Are you also going to interfere in the affairs of my Abyss Spirit Clan?" the Grand Elder questioned.

"No, I have no interest in interfering in the affairs of your Abyss Spirit Clan."

Upon hearing this, the Grand Elder's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Qiao Suinian reveal a bright and cheerful smile and continue speaking.

"I just want to... kill you all."

The elder instantly activated his face-changing skill, his face turning as black as the bottom of a pot, followed by a sinister smile.

"You've come here to rescue these people in Jinling City, right?"

The elder raised his hand and grasped, and another hostage appeared in his grasp.

"If I take hostages again, how will you respond?"

The elder's old face was full of a smug smile. This time he was well prepared. It was absolutely impossible for Qiao Suinian to launch a surprise attack on him like he had just done.

Destruction is always easier than salvation, and killing is always easier than saving.

"Hand over the knife in your hand, and I'll let him go!"

The elder spoke with a threat, having already discerned the terrifying power of the Dragon Spirit Demon Blade; the blade gave him an indescribable eerie feeling.

To his surprise, Qiao Suinian looked at him as if he were a fool, and then Qiao Suinian slowly walked towards the Grand Elder.

"Don't come any closer!" the elder roared.

But Qiao Suinian ignored it and continued to move towards the Grand Elder.

"Can't you hear me? If you come any closer, I'll kill him right now! I have hostages!"

Whoosh!

A flash of white light appeared; it was an extremely fast blade of light.

The next second, the hostage in the elder's hands was cut in two along with his left hand.

"Alright, I've killed the hostage, now you have no hostages."