A spiraling tornado erupted, tearing across the night sky. Leander held Maeve in his arms, standing his ground without the slightest movement. He neither dodged nor defended. Maeve's beautiful eyes widened in astonishment as the swirling vortex rushed toward them.The monstrous cyclone reached them in an instant. The howling gale carried a destructive, lethal aura, its power palpable. Just as it was about to touch Leander, he let out a soft, almost amused chuckle.noveldrama"Condense!"The single, airy word hung in the air, and the massive, incoming spiral tornado instantly froze, utterly still."What?"The four Enforcers wore expressions of utter disbelief, their movements halting mid- stride."Dissipate!"Leander uttered a second word. The colossal, horizontally spinning tornado immediately exploded, dissolving into nothingness."How is this possible?"The four Enforcers' eyes were wide, their pupils trembling with shock.In that brief moment, they realized they had completely lost control of their spiritual strength. The spiral tornado, forged by the combined spiritual power of all four of them, felt as if some external force had violently interfered, severing their connection to their own energy.They stared at Leander, their faces still contorted in fright."What did you just do?"Leander casually held Maeve with one arm, his gaze serene."All four of you have entered the Origin Realm, and your coordination is seamless. For a typical Origin Realm spiritual master, you would indeed be insurmountable. If the fight had dragged on, you surely would have killed them. Even my current level of spiritual strength cultivation is merely on par with yours."His lips suddenly curled, a look of contempt flashing across his face."But unfortunately, your understanding of spiritual strength is profoundly lacking!" Leander stood proudly in the air, shaking his head gently at the four Enforcers."The spiritual strength you emit comes from within yourselves. My spiritual strength, however, is drawn from the natural world, born of all creation—endless, unbroken, without beginning or end. I can even forcefully convert the spiritual strength you emit and use it for myself."Hearing this, the four Enforcers looked horrified."That's impossible! We've cultivated spiritual strength for nearly a century and have never heard of drawing it from the natural world. You're talking nonsense!""You heretic, what methods did you use?"Leander offered no explanation, merely speaking with a detached tone. "In this world, simply living longer does not mean you understand everything more clearly. You four may be over a hundred years old, but in my eyes, your grasp of spiritual strength is barely better than that of a newborn child."The divine light returned to his eyes. Above his head, fine threads of spiritual strength began to condense like silk, eventually forming a single, radiant, golden- yellow miniature blade.This blade was unquestionably more refined and purer than the spiritual energy blade Leander had previously created. It exuded a thick, palpable aura of destruction that caused the surrounding space to ripple slightly."Today, I will show you what a true spiritual master is!"The instant the golden blade appeared, the four Enforcers were terror-stricken, each instinctively stumbling backward at full pace."A divine sense materialized into a blade?"They cried out, their attention completely fixed on the shimmering, golden-yellow weapon.Though the golden blade was only about ten feet long, its light was dazzling, and it was condensed to the absolute extreme. It was infinitely more substantial than the overwhelming, indiscriminate attacks they had just launched.Even though all four of them had entered the Origin Realm, they could not condense spiritual strength to such a degree. Yet, Leander had formed the blade with a single thought, and it was terrifyingly solid."This golden blade was created by drawing fifty percent of my spiritual strength when I first entered the Origin Realm. A single thought can sever the soul, and divine power becomes the edge. I call it Soulblade!"I haven't had cause to use it since I reached the Origin Realm. Today, I'll baptize it with the blood of you four! Neil, the Church's Demon Hunter, has already gone to hell. The four of you may join him."As Leander's quiet words faded, the brilliant golden blade shot forward, cleaving through the night air.The four Enforcers' faces twisted in panic. They layered their spiritual strength, forming hundreds of thick, solid barriers in front of them, solely to block this one attack.But the golden blade sliced through the layers of protection as easily as a knife through soft butter. Moving faster than the four men could react, the single strike cut through everything and pierced them.The four Enforcers, spiritual masters who had reached the Origin Realm, were instantly cleaved in two, vertically bisected.Four bodies plummeted from the sky, their life force completely extinguished.Moments earlier, the four spiritual masters had arrived with thunderous might, trapping Leander. Now, they were instantly annihilated, their very consciousness severed by Leander's blade.Below them, Celia and her group watched the scene, dumbfounded, unable to fully process what they had witnessed. The entire sky was empty, save for Leander, who stood tall and proud with Maeve in his arms, like a war god.The bell tower of the Yelem Church, damaged and broken fromLeander's battle with the eight ChiefArbitrators, remained stubbornlyupright When the time reachedmidnight the ancient belt stil chimed, its resonant, old-worldsound pulsing across the grounds, seemingly celebrating Leander's victory. "He actually won!"Celia's beautiful eyes shook, her heart thrumming rapidly.Her decision to entrust her freedom and her life to Leander had been a gamble, andshe had often questioned whether it was right or wrong.But today, she had no more doubts. The master she had chosen was indeed aprodigious genius, a world-class talent.Facing seven Half-Kings, one trueKing Phase master, and fourvel.spiritual masters, Leander had been victorious all the way through, sweeping aside every single opponent Such combat strength was surely comparable to the King Phase masters of a century ago. In this world, with the King Phase masters of the past century remaining inseclusion, who else could possibly be Leander's enemy?Zara and Liana's eyes were fixed. They were utterly speechless, seeing only thefigure of Leander gracefully descending.Nathan, Luke, and Evander, Leander's three roommates, stood rigid, swallowing hard, unable to react for a long time."It's over," Leander stated calmly as he floated down with Maeve."Huh?"Maeve snapped out of her trance, shyly slipping out of Leander's embrace, though she secretly lingered on the feeling of being held tightly in his arms moments before. Leander glanced at her, the usual coldness in his brows slightly diminished. Then he turned his attention to Denzel, who lay severely wounded."You tried to kill me multiple times. Today, I'll send you on your way."His eyes were devoid of emotion or pity. He simply pointed a finger. A breath of wind pierced Denzel's brow, shattering his skull.Potter Benjamin, the current head of the Benjamin family, rushed quickly out of the crowd. He showed no grief over his son's death. Instead, he turned toward Leander and immediately prostrated himself, bowing fully."I implore you, Sovereign Ashcroft, to spare the Benjamin family. From this day forward, the Benjamin family will serve you, Sovereign Ashcroft, with absolute loyalty, never harboring any dissent."He wasn't foolish. Even hisgrandfather, the Hermit, had beendecisively killed by Leander. The combined forces of the ArbitrationOffice and the Church were no match for him. How could a mere Ember Transcendent like himself dare to remain Leander's enemy? Aurora watched the prostrate Potter, her beautiful eyes shining with an intense light, feeling almost breathless.During the Warring States Era, there were powerful generals whose names terrified entire nations. But they were products of wartime, heroes born of circumstance.Now, Leander, alone, had crushed the Benjamin family—a family that virtually represented half of Dechor.This was the true meaning of one man against a nation.