Rebirth of the Peak Young Master-Chapter 402: Don’t Mess Around

Luo Zhi’s face turned even paler upon hearing this. He immediately roared, "You... don’t act recklessly!"

In the black-and-white space, sweat poured down from Luo Zhi like rain. Anyone could see his unease.

Watching this scene, Alice and David were left bewildered.

You were just threatening Yang Tian, weren’t you?

How did Yang Tian so casually split the blade?

Thinking about this, their gaze immediately shifted towards the mountaintop. A green light shimmered, and their mouths abruptly gaped open.

Because they saw a man, his eyes closed, focusing intently amidst profound symbols, resembling Loki.

Far more solemn and divine!

Is this... is this Loki’s true form?

But the man’s eyes were tightly shut, unmoved even in the storm of wind and snow, and his body beneath the array emitted a restrictive power intermittently, as though his freedom had been suppressed.

"This... this is Odin’s mark of suppression."

Alice immediately recognized the mysterious symbols from France’s frontline and shouted, "This appears to be Loki’s true form, but it’s suppressed by Odin, rendering him incapable of awakening!"

"Indeed! He can’t wake up!"

Yang Tian nodded, confirming Alice’s judgment, then chuckled. "What a fitting divine presence to refine a Dao incarnation, wouldn’t you agree, Loki?"

"Refine... an incarnation from the body? You... you even possess such a method?"

As an ancient god, Loki had never imagined the concept of bodily incarnation—an advanced separation technique practiced by ancient cultivators!

To say nothing of the magnitude of such refinement, if Yang Tian were to truly refine Loki’s suppressed true form into an incarnation, absorbing his energy—that would prevent Loki from ever returning to life!

At this realization, where would a god’s dignity remain?

When Loki saw his knees weaken, he collapsed before Yang Tian, staring at him with terror. "Please don’t antagonize me. I beg you!"

"Don’t mess around."

Yang Tian lowered his head to look at Loki, giving a slight smile and said, "Sorry, chaos is a personal favorite of mine!"

Then, they witnessed the vortex spinning in Yang Tian’s palm.

In an instant, Loki’s energy was separated and consumed without leaving any residue, the suppressed true form of Loki floating faintly before them.

A radiant shadow gradually appeared above Yang Tian’s head.

The shadow resembled a toddler around two or three years old, radiating a strange black light, yet its features bore a striking resemblance to Yang Tian.

This was Yang Tian’s Nascent Soul.

The vision of this baby hanging in the air was peculiar; though its face was tender, its expression bore gravity.

Its two tiny, chubby hands continuously performed mysterious techniques.

In just a moment, another radiant shadow emerged beside Yang Tian’s Nascent Soul, forming an identical baby!

But this Nascent Soul appeared more ethereal than the original, swaying in the breeze as though it might disperse at any moment.

The original Nascent Soul embraced the newly formed one, then flew toward Loki’s true form. Placing its hand upon Loki’s divine essence, the second Nascent Soul directly entered Loki’s abdomen.

After all this, Yang Tian’s Nascent Soul swiftly returned to his body, and Yang Tian slowly opened his eyes, though his face appeared pale.

It was evident that, even for him, this effort exerted tremendous effort.

At this moment, Loki, who had just absorbed Yang Tian’s second Nascent Soul, suddenly opened its eyes wide and gazed deeply at Yang Tian with a faint smile. "It is truly Yang Tian!"

"Indeed, it is Yang Tian!" Yang Tian chuckled lightly, knowing his plan had succeeded!

As for Alice and David, they stared in shock at the unfolding events.

Yang Tian did not only obliterate a god from Norse legend but also seized the deity’s true form—an act beyond astonishing!

Simultaneously, they realized Yang Tian’s name would once again reverberate across the globe.

Yang Tian had personally entered Russia. As this event unfolded, the international stage was instantly alerted.

Who was Yang Tian?

The myth of the world!

The peerless figure of the age!

The sole ultimate-level powerhouse standing on the side of light!

Such a person reemerged from China, shocking the world! From East Sea, where he had single-handedly swept the fleets surrounding the archipelago, to entering its sovereign territory.

The world’s leading financial conglomerates devoted over half their manpower, resources, and funding to tracking Yang Tian’s movements consistently.

Now, upon learning of Yang Tian’s entry into Russia, they immediately began speculating about his intent on this visit.

Why did Yang Tian head to Russia? Was this trouble for Russia? Russia, one of the cherished harbors of the West—did he truly think he could claim dominance over the world?

"Focus on the details. Since he’s in Russia and hasn’t initiated hostilities, I’d wager that China and Russia have reached a tacit agreement!"

"If any intel arises, immediately adjust Russia’s troops and prepare to mobilize effectively!"

For a brief period, departments in major nations were overflowing with activity.

And when Yang Tian arrived in Russia, even more precise updates were presented to high-ranking decision-makers worldwide!

When they saw Russia’s renowned madman Snowovich personally hosting Yang Tian and offering a profound promise, they were utterly stunned.

What did this signify? Long Jun might explain. Powerful figures from the elite circles might provide context. But to have Russia’s upper echelon deliberately omit sharing such vital outcomes?

This promised Yang Tian equal standing with global supremacy.

It was not due to China’s influence over energy or economy, but because of Yang Tian’s sheer strength!

Could the world’s most influential figure, Yang Tian, face global powers and shift landscapes effortlessly?

Prior incidents never suggested such possibilities.

They did not believe Slakevich was a reckless madman making insincere vows. Evidently, Russia’s top leaders considered Yang Tian deserving of these commitments.

More importantly, the Upper realm’s top-tier forces had been obliterated.

Undeniably, the destruction of the Devil Palace was Yang Tian’s feat.

The convergence of these monumental events stirred global upheaval in mere moments.

"It seems we must reevaluate Mr. Yang’s ideals and reassess our stance towards the Chinese, considering they possess incomparable talent like Mr. Yang!"

France’s Han Hamilton solemnly declared during an international conference.

Below him, a group of France’s senior most officials nodded uncontrollably.

General Delong of Seattle gazed around at his generals and ordered, "Immediately deploy personnel to investigate Mr. Yang’s preferences. The details must be comprehensive!"

"Investigating Mr. Yang’s preferences? Commander SETRA, would this pave way for anticipatory defensive measures against his intrusion from such regions?" a curious general inquired.

"Preparation for natural defense, indeed. But..." SETRA glanced around sharply. "We must also be the first to offer him our sincerest courtesies! Furthermore, implement my order swiftly—formulate new policies to strengthen ties with the Chinese." "Understood!"

Great Power.

On the island, the former Prime Minister and current Assistant to the Prime Minister, Niao Liangtai, urgently rushed to the Prime Minister’s estate. He addressed the anxious woman reviewing documents and said, "Qiu Tian... Qiu Tian, there’s a major issue! A critical matter!"

"Hmm? What’s the issue? Can’t you see I’m reviewing the latest import-export trade details?" The woman glared at him, clearly displeased. Although she displayed only one expression, it radiated dissatisfaction.

Niao Liangtai wiped his forehead nervously, unable to meet her gaze.

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