The three men lay on the floor, defeated and unconscious, as Ren Zirui, despite panting from the exertion, displayed a sense of accomplishment. Sun Lixia, witnessing Li Chen’s exceptional martial arts skills, couldn’t help but feel a mixture of shock and pride.

After the intense battle, Li Chen’s countenance shifted. His eyes darkened, and through clenched teeth, he repeated his question, "Where are they?" Chan Lao, who had underestimated Li Chen’s abilities, trembled and retreated to a far corner. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Wu Chunlei, still dismissing Li Chen as a significant threat, maintained his composed demeanor. "I am here for the page, successor. We can do this the hard way or the easy way, your choice," he declared. Li Chen, appearing resolute, insisted, "I don’t know what you’re talking about."

Wu Chunlei, seemingly unfazed, countered, "Oh, I think you do." At that moment, the voice of the God of War resonated in Li Chen’s mind, a warning that sent shivers down his spine. "You can’t fight him. You are not ready," the God of War cautioned.

Li Chen questioned, "Is he that strong?" The God of War revealed, "His original name is Fu Chuan. He was a commander-in-chief at the eastern borders before he went rogue." Li Chen, connecting the dots, inquired, "So he is your enemy?" The God of War cryptically responded, "Let’s just say he is someone I personally sent off to their end... well, not their end if they transmigrated, but you catch what I mean."

Wu Chunlei, unaware of the internal dialogue within Li Chen, continued to press. "The page, where is it?" Li Chen, caught between the looming threat and his internal struggle, maintained his stance.

Before Li Chen could respond, a voice interrupted, "Don’t, Li Chen." He turned around to find Chen Yunlong and Shi Mingrui, both elderly men panting from their hurried arrival. Chen Lao, emerging from the corner he had retreated to, greeted, "My dear little brother, you are finally here."

Chen Yunlong, stunned by the unexpected turn of events, exclaimed, "It’s you! How could you do this, brother?" Chen Lao chuckled and retorted, "Do what? Didn’t Father choose you as the guardian over me? If you were the guardian, let’s see how this successor of yours handles real pressure."

Chen Yunlong, still processing the revelation, asked, "What do you want, Lao?" Chen Lao replied, "The title that should have belonged to me." Throughout this exchange, Sun Lixia and Ren Zirui were utterly bewildered. They exchanged glances, feeling like the people were speaking a language they couldn’t comprehend.

The room was charged with tension, both from the threat posed by Wu Chunlei and his associates and the family dispute that had suddenly unfolded. The air crackled with an imminent confrontation, leaving everyone on edge, uncertain of how the intricate threads of fate would weave together in this critical moment.

Wu Chunlei, dismissing the family drama for the moment, turned his attention back to Li Chen. "So, what do you say—the hard way?" Li Chen, his patience wearing thin, replied firmly, "I said I don’t know what you want from me." Wu Chunlei scoffed, "Don’t act stupid with me."

Chen Yunlong, still wary and cautious, warned Li Chen, "You are not ready." Unperturbed, Li Chen responded, "He touched my bottom line." With determination etched on his face, Li Chen assumed a fighting stance, locking eyes with Wu Chunlei. It was a silent challenge, a non-verbal invitation for Wu Chunlei to bring it on.

The room was now charged with a different kind of energy—a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Sun Lixia and Ren Zirui, although confused by the unfolding events, could sense the gravity of the situation. The air crackled with an impending clash, leaving everyone on edge as the confrontation between Li Chen and Wu Chunlei loomed.

As Li Chen prepared to face Wu Chunlei, a subtle shift occurred within him. It was as if an unseen force had taken hold of his being, a presence that was both ancient and formidable. The air around Li Chen seemed to ripple with an otherworldly energy.

His eyes, once filled with determination, now carried a weight of ancient wisdom and battle-hardened experience. The atmosphere in the room grew tense, and everyone present could sense an impending transformation. Sun Lixia and Ren Zirui, though unfamiliar with the nuances of this supernatural occurrence, felt a sudden chill in the air.

Chen Yunlong, however, recognized the signs immediately. There was a distinct change in Li Chen’s demeanor, a transformation that went beyond the physical. It was as if a dormant power had awakened within him.

Li Chen’s stance, once determined and grounded, now held an otherworldly grace. His movements became more fluid, his gaze piercing, and an aura of authority enveloped him. It was a moment when the mortal realm collided with the divine, and Li Chen became a vessel for the God of War’s immense power.

The room, now under the influence of this supernatural shift, fell into an eerie silence. Even Wu Chunlei, though confident in his abilities, couldn’t help but feel a twinge of uncertainty in the air. Li Chen was no longer just a man; he had become a conduit for something much greater.

As the God of War asserted control over Li Chen’s body, those present were left to witness a fusion of mortal and divine, a force that was both awe-inspiring and intimidating. The confrontation between Li Chen and Wu Chunlei was about to unfold on a plane beyond the comprehension of mere mortals.

In that charged moment, God of War, now fully in control of Li Chen’s body, looked at Wu Chunlei and calmly declared, "Ready for another round, Fu Chuan." The words exploded like a bomb not only in Wu Chunlei’s ears but also in the minds of Chen Lao and Chen Yunlong. The name Fu Chuan carried a weight of ancient history, a warrior who had gone rogue and met his demise at the hands of God of War over two millennia ago.

Wu Chunlei, recognizing the gravity of the situation, felt a shiver down his spine. It had been 2000 years since he heard that name, the name of his original self before he became Wu Chunlei. Chen Lao and Chen Yunlong, who were well-versed in the tales of Fu Chuan, knew the significance of this moment.

"This is going to be fun," Wu Chunlei declared, a mix of excitement and trepidation in his voice. "I’ve been waiting for this moment for all my life."

"I am pretty sure you have," God of War responded with an air of timeless wisdom. Chen Yunlong, who had been tense with worry, finally relaxed his shoulders. The cryptic words Li Chen had spoken that morning after training now made perfect sense; he now understood why Li Chen’s martial arts were so profound.

Sun Lixia and Ren Zirui, witnessing the extraordinary spectacle, could only watch with wide eyes as the room reverberated with the echoes of an ancient rivalry. The spirits of God of War and Fu Chuan were once again entwined in a dance of fate, using the vessels of Li Chen and Wu Chunlei as their battleground.

Both God of War in Li Chen’s body and Fu Chuan in Wu Chunlei’s body carried a long-standing history of enmity. As their emotions intensified, an undeniable chill permeated the room. Sun Lixia could feel literal goosebumps forming on her arms, and she found herself involuntarily clenching her teeth. Ren Zirui, a man who had witnessed and participated in numerous tumultuous events, felt the energy in the room becoming almost unbearable.

Chen Yunlong, experiencing a surge of pride in the chosen successor, turned to Chen Lao with a triumphant grin. "I think the chosen successor is perfect. What do you think, big brother?" he gloated. Chen Lao, clenching his fists, felt a mixture of fear and resentment. He despised how everything always seemed to align perfectly for Chen Yunlong, how their father had skipped over him, the elder son, in favor of Chen Yunlong as the guardian.

In the midst of this cosmic clash, the room became a battleground for ancient grievances and celestial forces, each strike echoing with the weight of centuries. Sun Lixia, Ren Zirui, Chen Yunlong, and Chen Lao could do nothing but watch in awe and trepidation as the spirits of God of War and Fu Chuan fought through the vessels of Li Chen and Wu Chunlei, a spectacle transcending the boundaries of mortal comprehension.