Nash nced at Melody, who was lying on the ground, and spoke indifferently.


    When Melody heard Nash’s voice, she abruptly opened her eyes.


    With a sh of his feet, Nash charged toward those eight Nihon Ghost Ninjas.


    “There are three kinds of people I despise the most! Nihon Ghost Ninjas, Nihon warriors, and all Nihon


    kind!”


    The power of peak Profound Reality Realm erupted mercilessly.


    With just one punch, he sted through the chest of a stage-nine great-grandmaster.


    His speed was as fast as lightning-so much so that even Melody, who was in the Profound Reality


    Realm, could not see it clearly.


    The stage-nine great-grandmaster Ghost Ninja looked in disbelief at Nash’s arm, which had pierced


    through his chest.


    Nash’s mouth curved into a bloodthirsty smile. His true energy surged, shattering the Ghost Ninja into


    pieces.


    Melody’s eyelids twitched in surprise. She knew that Nash was a martial artist, but she did not know the


    extent of his power.


    Based on Nash’s age, those with mediocre talent would likely be in the Energy Cultivation Realm.


    Those slightly talented could enter the Grandmaster Realm, while the exceptionally talented could


    cultivate into a great-grandmaster.


    As for those with heaven-defying talent, they could likely step into the Profound Reality Realm before


    the age of 30.


    She was able to enter the Profound Reality Realm at this age because of therge amount of elixirs


    that her grandma brought from Young Family Vige.


    However, there was a drawback to taking elixirs to improve one’s cultivation.


    Her foundation was unstable, and her true energy was difficult to fully control.


    Just like a novice driver who has just learned to drive, they would hit the wall if they were not careful.


    If Melody was not cautious, her true energy would copse.


    In a one-on-one spar, she would be invincible if the opponent was in the Profound Reality Realm.


    Anything above it, her defeat was certain.


    Even if she was invincible when faced with people in the Profound Reality Realm, Melody could not


    punch a stage-nine great-grandmaster like Nash.


    This showed that Nash’s cultivation was not boosted by elixirs.


    To be at the peak of the Profound Reality Realm at such a young age, his martial arts talent was truly


    monstrous.


    He was indeed a direct descendant of the Youngs!


    While Melody was still in shock, Nash had already finished the fight and approached her.


    The rooftop was covered with the remains of the eight Nihon Ghost Ninjas.


    The level of cruelty was self-evident.


    Melody felt sick to her stomach and vomited.


    Devil…


    He was a devil…


    He was someone even more vengeful and crueler than Fabian.


    “You okay?”


    Nash, who did not have a single drop of blood on him, helped Melody up.


    Melody took a deep breath, but the overwhelming scent of blood made her want to vomit again.


    Suddenly, Nash heard the soft sound of a weapon piercing into someone’s flesh.


    Frowning, he walked to the edge of the rooftop to take a look.


    That was where he saw Finn, covered in blood, sitting on top of a Ghost Ninja. He was wildly stabbing


    with a dagger.


    A stage six great-grandmaster had killed a stage-nine great-grandmaster?


    Nash was surprised but soon smiled. It seemed he had not misjudged Finn.


    With a little training, Finn would have limitless potential.


    “We need to find Fabian quickly…”


    Melody approached Nash, and the two of them jumped down from the building.


    Finn, with bloodshot eyes, saw someone approaching and roared while brandishing his dagger, Come


    on… Come on… I’ll kill you all…”


    (C


    Jonford’s government, traffic, and patrol departments jointly announced that they would be conducting


    a joint exercise that evening.


    All residents of Jonford were advised not to go out unless necessary.


    For a while, Jonford became eerily quiet.


    There were only a few vehicles on the busy central street.


    Inside the traffic department building, Judas, the person in charge of the Special Security Department’s


    Ninth Division, was monitoring screens. With him were Harley Dinkleson, the head of the traffic


    department, and Henderson from the patrol department. They were all watching live feeds from


    cameras ced at key intersections throughout Jonford.


    Although the number of cars on the streets had been reduced, there were still nearly a thousand


    vehicles driving about. It was not an easy task to locate Fabian’s vehicle.


    Suddenly, Judas’ eyes were fixed on one screen.


    He saw a McLaren being followed by three ck Porsches.


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    Harley and Henderson also noticed this.


    “Follow that car immediately…”