Chapter 128.3: Assault on the Holy Land! The Death of Imu!

"No matter. As long as I use that weapon, everything will return to order!

This time, no matter the cost, he had to be eliminated.

The only thing that could put Imu at ease was the secret treasure hidden deep within Mary Geoise.

There were two conditions for activating the secret treasure. One was to provide a powerful energy source, such as the near-infinite power supply of the Pluton—technology belonging to the ancient Great Kingdom.

The other was to offer a massive amount of life force—essentially lifespan. Ever since the establishment of the World Government, Imu had been using his own life force to power the secret treasure.

However, the second method had a major flaw. As the secret treasure was used more frequently, excessive life force consumption could compromise Imu's immortality.

This was why he valued Vegapunk—his ability to create powerful energy sources could prevent Imu from relying on the second method.

Before Chu Yang arrived, Imu took the initiative and activated the secret treasure.

It was a deep black orb resembling a pupil, and at this moment, it seemed alive. Under Imu's control, it locked onto Chu Yang with an unwavering gaze.

"A tracking function?"

"How troublesome."

When in doubt, armor up first. Uncertain of the secret treasure's full power, Chu Yang deployed all his defensive measures.

A blazing white light illuminated Mary Geoise, and in an instant, half of Mary Geoise vanished.

The fighting God Knights turned their heads in shock, staring in disbelief as half of Mary Geoise was reduced to ashes.

A bottomless hole was left beneath the city, pierced straight through by the light.

The sea level rose again.

A massive tsunami erupted nearby.

Imu had locked onto Chu Yang—everything else was just collateral damage.

This alone was enough to demonstrate the sheer power of the secret treasure!

Because he was too close to Chu Yang, even Imu was caught in the blast, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.

"I can't let these damned insects get close to me…"

"Kill them all!"

Imu's face twisted with rage as he decided to unleash an unprecedented tsunami, drowning everything except for the Red Line.

"You should worry about yourself first!"

From the depths of the ruins, Chu Yang slowly floated into the sky. His clothes were tattered, his entire upper body covered in blood.

But his wounds had already healed.

"Damn it, that actually hurt… I almost got wrecked."

Chu Yang cursed under his breath. The secret treasure's power had far exceeded his expectations, breaking through all of his defenses.

In the end, he had to rely on his overwhelmingly strong physique to withstand the attack.

If not for his monstrous life force and the sustaining effect of Wu Wei Transformation keeping his soul intact, survival would have been uncertain.

Imu was utterly horrified. The pupil-like orb slipped from his grasp.

Thud. Thud. Thud.

The orb bounced a few times before rolling to Chu Yang's feet. He bent down, picked it up, and looked at Imu with a smirk.

"W-What are you?!"

"Why won't you die?!"

The overwhelming shock had driven Imu into hysteria. The composure and mystery he once carried had completely vanished.

"Don't kill me! I'll give you all the wealth I've accumulated over the past 800 years!"

Imu suddenly dropped to his knees.

"So, even the most exalted figures, when driven to despair, become more wretched than beggars."

"You're no different from the other Celestial Dragons."

Disappointed, Chu Yang stepped forward and slashed—reducing Imu to nothing but blood and gore.

"Hahaha! Lord Imu has unleashed divine punishment! That slave you all placed your hopes on is dead—utterly dead!"

"But I must give him credit… he actually forced Lord Imu to go this far."

"As for the rest of you—accept your deaths!"

Figarland Garling laughed wildly, his face filled with arrogance, as if victory was already in his grasp.

He wasn't the only one who thought so.

The morale of the God Knights surged, while the Revolutionary Army struggled to hold them back.

Dragon was momentarily distracted.

Could someone really survive such a terrifying attack?

"Focus on your own fight, brat!"

Silver Rayleigh roared, "This isn't a battle for just one person! Everyone must be prepared to die!"

His voice echoed across the battlefield, snapping everyone back to their senses and stabilizing the fight.

"What a troublesome guy…"

Figarland Garling's face darkened. He had intended to crush the enemy's morale, but Rayleigh had interfered.

That left them at a disadvantage again.

But it didn't matter. Once the Five Elders and Lord Imu arrived, the enemy would be doomed.

At worst, he'd get scolded a little.

The centuries-old fortress, now half-destroyed, ironically found itself embraced by the stars, illuminating the shadows that once cloaked it.

Chu Yang walked beneath the moonlight and starlight, glancing at the orb in his hand. "Just a controller. The real weapon is still missing."

"Whatever. Let someone else find it. I've got the controller, anyway."

Bare-chested, Chu Yang swaggered toward the outskirts of the city. Along the way, not a single soldier stood in his path.

The surroundings were filled with fire and smoke.

Then, he spotted Rayleigh.

He was locked in a fierce battle.

His opponent's movements felt oddly familiar. Especially his swordplay—it constantly reminded Chu Yang of a certain red-haired man.

"That must be Shanks' old man."

Chu Yang strode forward with confident steps.

Rayleigh's gaze flickered past Figarland Garling, noticing Chu Yang approaching from behind.

His face lit up with joy!

Figarland Garling froze, a bad premonition creeping into his heart.

He whipped around—just in time to meet Chu Yang's cold, murderous eyes.

"You're still alive?! Where's Lord Imu?"

Figarland Garling's voice cracked, drawing countless eyes toward them.

The other God Knights, upon seeing Chu Yang, were paralyzed with fear, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

"He's dead."

Chu Yang casually walked past him. Considering the man was Shanks' father, it was better to leave him for Shanks to deal with later.

"You?! As if I'd believe that!"

Figarland Garling seemed unable to process the truth. He lost control, raising his sword and slashing at Chu Yang.

Chu Yang didn't even turn around.

Rayleigh intercepted the attack.

The other God Knights, shaken out of their stupor, abandoned their current fights and charged at Chu Yang.

The Revolutionary Army tried to stop them but was a step too late.

Eight warriors, each wreathed in Conqueror's Haki, attacked from all directions.

Frequent domain expansion would drain too much of his Cursed Energy, and Chu Yang didn't want to waste it on these people.

He activated Ten Thousand Swords Return to One.

Sword aura, infused with Conqueror's Haki, radiated outward like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

The clash of metal echoed.

Eight God Knights were impaled, collapsing lifelessly to the ground.

Figarland Garling stood there, dazed. His rapier slipped from his grasp.

The Revolutionary Army swiftly captured and imprisoned him.

With Imu dead and the God Knights annihilated, the Celestial Dragons' rule was officially overturned.

As news spread, the soldiers of the Holy Land surrendered one by one.

The long-oppressed slaves rose in rebellion, setting fire to the Celestial Dragons' mansions.

The few surviving nobles fled in panic.

Moments later—

Cheers of victory resounded across the Holy Land.

But when people turned to look for their hero…

Chu Yang was nowhere to be found.

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