I Have A Martial Dao World

"This madman didn't go all out just now!"

As if drenched by a bucket of cold water, all the Westerners' faces turned sour.

At this moment, Lu Yao simply stood in place, his very presence making it difficult for the others to breathe.

This kind of oppression stemming from deep within the soul couldn't be faked—his opponent had truly grown stronger! Or rather, he had unleashed even more power!

Lu Yao spread his arms and warned, "Pay attention, bugs—the difficulty level has just increased."

Having said that, he released all the energy within his body and transformed it into storms that blasted in all directions, sweeping across Pennsylvania Avenue where the White House was located.

In the violent impact, tall sequoias were uprooted and tossed aside, and nearby skyscrapers were instantly demolished.

The Potomac River close to the White House turned tumultuous in an instant, with calm waters transformed into massive waves that completely destroyed the docks and golf courses along the bank.

The storm continued for about half a minute with Lu Yao at the center, countless pieces of rubble, debris, and wreckage whistling past in the air currents.

When everything settled, the area within a 5-kilometer radius of the White House had become a gigantic dump, with only a few bare buildings on the edge surviving, looking like "plucked chickens."

Lu Yao retracted his arms and looked toward the Westerners, "I hope you're mentally prepared for the upcoming difficulty level."

Various debris softly drifted down from the sky as Lincoln clenched the Divine Axe, his face shadowed with a grim layer, "You madman! You're treating us like toys..."

But before he could finish his sentence, he saw Lu Yao raise his hand and execute "Regret of the Dragon"!

The force of the palm left his body with the roaring sound of a rocket launch, whizzing past the ears of Mr. President and disturbing a few strands of his hair, engulfing the "Manuel" of the grape country.

This was just a Duke-level Vampire, nothing out of the ordinary, much like the ones he had killed during the invasion of the Coalition Forces of the Great Powers.

At that moment, in the face of the palm force infused with the True Intent of Martial Path, it didn't even have a chance to scream or struggle before it was completely obliterated, as if it had never existed.

The detached palm force continued to fly forward like a runaway train, directly boring through the street block ahead before finally exploding unconstrained.

From the sky, one could see a 1-kilometer long, spoon-shaped massive crack appearing in the city. Buildings continued to collapse around the edges, stirring up dust.

Lu Yao withdrew his hand, indifferently saying, "Gentlemen, this is a battle of life and death. Don't get distracted."

A group of Westerners revealed expressions of lingering fear; against that strike, probably only Lincoln could have survived…

They profoundly regretted participating in the "Nine-nation Conference," and Lincoln was even more deeply remorseful for inviting Lu Yao over!

But at this point, it was no use talking; they couldn't end this amicably today.

Everyone tried their best to calm their emotions and once again besieged Lu Yao, with Saint Joan of Arc leading the charge at the forefront.

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"Glory Blessing!"

President Lincoln shouted as he raised the Divine Axe, seemingly providing a direct enhancement to the Vampire leaders of Italy, the Netherlands, and Belgium. They quickly nodded in thanks.

At the same time, Lu Yao had already engaged with Joan of Arc.

His left arm pulsated faintly with red light as he threw a merciless punch.

Joan of Arc's shield met his attack at a perfect 45-degree angle, deflecting nearly half of the force.

However, Lu Yao had ignited 120 Aperture Points, and his destructive power was no longer what it had been before.

As soon as his fist met the shield, Joan of Arc was instantly sent flying, bouncing over the ground like a skimming stone, causing a thunderous noise as she crashed into and toppled the 170-meter tall Washington Monument before finally coming to a halt.

Lincoln immediately swung the Divine Axe to take her place, while Chamberlain sprouted eight blood-red whips from his body, entangling Lu Yao.

The Vampires from Italy, the Netherlands, and Belgium launched "Blood Erosion Arrow" and other offensive spells as support.

Additionally, behind the scenes, Clementeau cast various debuff spells, which for a moment seemed quite effective.

Alas, the good show lasted less than three seconds.

Lu Yao then grasped the Cherry Blossom Divine Axe again while casually swatting away offensive spells, redirecting them towards the casters themselves, causing a flurry of confusion.

His Undying Golden Body and Martial Path will completely ignored all debuff spells, and his current priority was to deal with Chamberlain.

Chamberlain's blood-red whip, reminiscent of octopus tentacles, could pulverize enemies and drain their essence at the same time.

But to Lu Yao, it was useless, at best like cobwebs clinging to his body, merely an annoyance.

With a fierce tug on the blood-red whip wrapped around him, he directly pulled Chamberlain towards him.

This guy was also quite slippery, immediately turning into a cloud of blood mist, scattering and vanishing from sight.

Not a few seconds later, he reassembled a hundred meters away, but his face had turned deathly pale—the cost of using a life-saving maneuver was steep.

Lu Yao didn't bother with him, but followed through with a backhand "Divine Dragon's Tail Sweep," sending Lincoln flying like a baseball. Spinning at high velocity, he shot out a kilometer away and plunged into the "Reflecting Pool."

At this moment, an interesting thing happened.

Taking such a hit, Lincoln should have lost some parts, but instead, he roared, "Glory grants me strength," and instantly sprang up, shooting back like a bolt of lightning.

Instead, the allies from Illyria, the Netherlands, and Belgium, who had previously been blessed by him, though unharmed, suddenly burst open, spraying out dense blood mist and suffering severe damage.

Prince Friso of the Netherlands shouted angrily at Lincoln, "Bastard! What have you done to us! Why is the damage being shared with us!"

Lincoln replied gravely, "It is a necessary sacrifice, please endure."

It turned out the earlier "Glory Blessing" was actually a sinister ritual. When the caster cast the spell and the subjects showed gratitude, a damage-sharing link was established, and it was one-sided.

Prince Friso was having none of it on the spot, he had already had enough, he simply did not qualify to participate in a battle of this level.

He called out to Lu Yao, "Mr. Lu, I have no intention of being your enemy, please let me leave! You will gain the friendship of the Nassau Royal Family!"

No sooner had he spoken than Prince Albert of Belgium rebuked him, "You coward, afraid of life and death! Your mother will tear you to shreds with her own hands!"

Lu Yao asked with a smile, "So... Prince Friso, did you sign my declaration of war?"

Prince Friso's face stiffened, clearly, he had signed.

Lu Yao's smile faded, "That's unfortunate then, please fight to your death."

While one prince felt dejected and the other satisfied, someone who had been overlooked did something bold.

Princess Carolina of Illyria suddenly attacked Prince Albert of Belgium from behind!

This vampiress was decisive and ruthless. Her hands, wrapped in a deep red blood energy, ripped out the opponent's Blood Core from behind!

No one could have anticipated this, and Prince Albert's face, filled with thick confusion, slowly turned to ashes.

Princess Carolina immediately came up to Lu Yao, knelt before him, and said, "Mighty one from the ancient East, I did not sign your decree, and the Umberto Family has no intention of being your enemy."

At the time, many had rushed up to sign, and there were many smaller countries that had come to fish in troubled waters.

Lu Yao checked his memory and found that she indeed had not signed.

Amid her apprehensive look, he stroked his chin and pondered for a few seconds, then said, "Then you may leave, fortunate Princess Carolina."

Princess Carolina breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you for your magnanimity!"

After speaking, she turned into a cloud of blood mist and flew away without looking back.