A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

Tang Jingchuan's pupils constricted sharply as a terrifying possibility flashed through his mind: "What do you mean?! Could it be... that there's danger in East China?!"

The reason he was able to spare time to come to the South China Sea to provide support was because Zhang Leiyuan, the father of Zhang Heng, the current champion in East China, took the initiative to take over his defense duties.

They withstood the potential chaos in the East Blue caused by the awakening of the "North Wind God" (a Suijun with divine authority)!

Beneath that sea, judging by the purity of the water-type energy, there is a high probability that high-level water-type items or extremely rare high-potential water-type Pokémon are hidden, which is why it has always been the focus of covetousness of neighboring countries!

Lis Valley's smile grew even more smug, tinged with a cruel satisfaction: "It seems that Champion Tang isn't too stupid after all. That's right, while you were being dragged into the South China Sea by the Kyurem, fighting until the world was in chaos and your strength was severely depleted... our dear neighbors, and... our friends from the 'Temple of Creation,' were quite interested in the rich East China region!"

"As for how Kyurem accurately located the Dragon Stone Tablet..." He deliberately dragged out his words, a strange light flashing in his eyes, "The Temple of Creation deserves a lot of credit for this!"

"The Temple of Creation?!"

The name was like ice water thrown into boiling oil, instantly creating a storm in the hearts of Tang Jingchuan, Du Lingshuang, Grandpa Zhang, and Lin Tao, Zhai Li, and other top-level trainers who had barely made it there!

The Temple of Creation—an extremely mysterious and strange organization that calls itself "messengers of the gods."

No one knows their ultimate goal, but without exception, all of their members possess powerful legendary Pokémon, and a single member has the strength to rival champions from various countries.

They are elusive, always appearing with a strange black and white mask and a hooded cape, never showing their true faces.

What's even more frightening is that their identities may have infiltrated every corner of society—they could be ordinary researchers or inconspicuous employees in a certain country, or even high-ranking officials, or even... champions!

The unknown nature of his identity is chilling.

Several years ago, Duan Guanjun led a special operations team from China to a mythical beast site. To ensure the safety of his team members, Guanjun entered the site alone.

However... the team members guarding outside were attacked by members of the Temple of Creation, with more than half of them killed or injured, including a student whom Duan Champion had been training for a long time.

Subsequently, Duan Guanjun relentlessly targeted the Temple of Creation during that period, almost capturing the Temple of Creation member alive, but at the last moment...

Without hesitation, the member chose to self-destruct, turning to ashes along with his legendary Pokémon, giving no chance for interrogation!

Since then, Duan Guanjun has had an irreconcilable feud with the "Creation Temple".

Tang Jingchuan's voice trembled slightly with extreme shock and anger: "You mean... this time, the Kyurem's attack on the South China Sea was orchestrated by your Thousand Islands Kingdom and the 'Creation Temple' in cahoots?!"

"Colluding with each other? That's a really harsh way to put it." Risgow waved his hand dismissively. "My relationship with them is just a 'cooperation' where each of us gets what we need. Although we failed to get rid of the troublesome champion in the South Sea by using Kyurem... It's a pity, we almost completely froze his heart... But it doesn't matter, even if he doesn't die, he'll be crippled."

He glanced at Duan Guanjun, who was lying on the stretcher, barely breathing and covered in eerie deep blue frost. A hint of regret flashed in his eyes, which then turned into a sinister smile.

"But that doesn't mean the 'feast' in East China will be canceled. That Zhang Guanjun... oh, that is, this kid's father, the new East China champion... the pressure he's facing right now is probably beyond your imagination, isn't it? Perhaps... if you rush there now, you can still get him a proper burial? Hahahaha!"

"shut up!!!"

Liskov's last words about Zhang Heng's father were like the last spark that ignited a powder keg, completely detonating Zhang Heng's suppressed rage!

The news that his father was in danger, coupled with the other party's blatant insults and scheming towards Duan Guanjun and China, caused the boy's blood to rush to his head!

"Poor mountains and bad waters breed lowly people! That's exactly what you people from small, backstabbing countries are all about!"

Zhang Heng's eyes were bloodshot, his hair stood on end in rage, and the power of controlling dragons within his body surged wildly with unprecedented intensity, reaching its peak of resonance with the Dragon Stone Tablet at his waist!

The immense dragon energy surged forth like a flood bursting its banks, pouring into the rippling water!

"Rippling Water! Dragon's Pulse! Tear him apart!"

"Roar--!!!"

The rippling water sensed the trainer's overwhelming rage and the immense dragon's might pouring forth!

It let out a deafening roar, and the dragon-type energy ball that condensed in its mouth became even larger and more solid than before, emitting an indigo light that was so dazzling that people couldn't open their eyes!

boom! boom! boom! boom! boom!

The energy sphere exploded, and this time, five even larger, more concentrated, and more violent indigo energy dragons roared out!

With an aura of annihilation, they tore through the air like five bolts of world-destroying lightning, slamming into Risvald on Metagross's back and Articuno beside him!

Its power far surpasses that of before!

Risgow's expression changed slightly, clearly not expecting Zhang Heng to unleash such astonishing power in his anger. But he reacted swiftly, shouting sharply, "Galarian Articuno! Psychic! Block!"

"Screech—!" Galar Articuno let out a clear cry, its powerful psychic abilities instantly transforming into a tangible purple psychic barrier, layer upon layer, blocking its path.

Boom boom boom boom!

Five giant energy dragons crashed into the psychic barrier one after another, unleashing deafening roars!

The psychic barrier trembled violently, cracks appeared everywhere, and finally shattered under the impact of the fifth dragon!

The dissipated Dragon-type energy shockwave sent Lissvale and the two Pokémon flying backward. Although they blocked the main damage, they looked quite disheveled.

Lisigu steadied himself, looking at the seemingly crazed Zhang Heng. A hint of apprehension flashed in his eyes, but more so, a cold calculation. He knew this was no place to linger; other reinforcements from China could arrive at any moment.

"Hmph! You arrogant brat! You certainly have a fierce look in your eyes!" Risgow sneered. "Here's a parting gift for you! Galar Articuno! Hyper Beam!"

Galar Articuno quickly gathered a massive amount of Normal-type energy. In front of its sharp beak, a dazzling white ball of light rapidly expanded, instantly transforming into a terrifying energy beam with a diameter comparable to a water tank!

However, this devastating beam of light was not aimed at Zhang Heng or anyone else, but instead struck them hard and vertically at their feet—on the massive ice layer formed by the power of Kyurem that covered the entire South China Sea battlefield!

Rumble, rumble—! ! !

The devastating energy blasted a huge crater in the ice! The ice, already weakened by the loss of Kyurem's power, could no longer hold up after being struck by such a powerful, legendary Pokémon-level energy at such close range!

Click! Click! Click——!

A sickening, dense cracking sound rang out like the death knell! Centered on the point of impact of the destructive ray, countless huge, bottomless cracks spread wildly outward like a spider web, instantly engulfing the entire ice field!

"The ice is about to collapse!"

"Hurry up and save people!"

"Medical team! The wounded!"

The screams of terror were instantly drowned out by the deafening roar of the ice cracking! The massive ice surface, which had served as a makeshift battlefield and rescue platform, had now become a deadly trap!

The Chinese defense personnel who lost their footing, the exhausted wounded, and the medical team members who were being rescued fell into the icy sea like dumplings being dropped into boiling water along with the collapsing ice blocks!

"Ah—help!"

"Gyarados! Quick!"

"Phidden Eagle! Capture them!"

The scene instantly descended into extreme chaos! Flying-type Pokémon trainers desperately directed their Pokémon to retrieve the falling people, while Water-type Pokémon trainers jumped into the sea to save them.

The massive, broken ice blocks collided and squeezed against each other, producing a dull, terrifying roar and sending up towering waves.

The icy chill mixed with desperate cries dragged this sea area, which had just experienced a battle between divine beasts, back into the abyss of disaster!

"Hahahaha! Friends from China, enjoy this 'ice burial'! Until we meet again!" Risgow's wild laughter echoed through the chaos as Articuno and Metagross, carrying him, transformed into a streak of light and swiftly disappeared into the distant horizon.

Looking at the scene below that had instantly transformed into a living hell, hearing the news that his father might be in danger, and thinking of Duan Guanjun's uncertain fate, the devastating blow and betrayal suffered by China...

A violent emotion, a mixture of overwhelming rage, endless anxiety, and profound powerlessness, almost consumed him!

He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and drops of blood fell onto the scalding scales of the fire-breathing dragon, making a soft "hissing" sound.

The rippling water sensed the trainer's turbulent emotions and let out a deep roar, its indigo dragon aura spreading uncontrollably.

"Save them! Save them first!" Tang Jingchuan's roar drowned out the chaos. He suppressed his injuries and anger, and commanded the Pokémon that could still move to rush towards the collapsing ice sea.

Du Ling Shuang's face was ashen. The phantom of the Snowstorm Horse emanated a chilling aura, trying to freeze the nearby sea surface and create a temporary foothold.

Grandpa Zhang directed the support Pokémon, such as Jigglypuff, to desperately maintain Duan Guanjun's faint sliver of life.

The disaster did not end with Kyurem's departure. The covetousness and treachery from neighboring countries, along with the shadow of the "Temple of Creation," dragged China into an even darker and more turbulent vortex.

The brutal prelude to an era of great chaos is unfolding in the bloodiest way!