Westerners had never cultivated immortality, so they had no idea how terrifying Chu Yang's strength was.
But Wang Zhicheng did. He knew that Chu Yang's strength was far beyond the Golden Core stage, and even the Nascent Soul stage.
Even now, from the distant high altitude, Chu Yang's leaked aura sent a tremor through him.
Those who still intended to kill cultivators with conventional weapons were simply waiting to meet their maker!
Although, when they first mobilized, a call to the United States might have salvaged the situation.
However, China was feeling indignant!
The matter of universal cultivation was bound to be exposed. When asked, China had stated that everyone could cultivate.
If you don't ask, I won't say anything. I'll take this opportunity to develop in advance. At least now, only Chinese people can enjoy the beast realms created by Chu Yang and the upcoming Time Realm that will be offered as rewards.
But look at the United States. Without asking, they directly deployed high-threat weapons and attacked!
Even robbers are more reasonable than you!
Therefore, China's intention was to let Chu Yang deliver a stunning blow to the world overlord!
China could also use this opportunity to promote their cultivation methods. The promotional effect would depend on Chu Yang's performance this time.
In another week, cultivation techniques would have been popularized among all of China's youth.
Wang Zhicheng also understood that a strong youth meant a strong nation!
Among them, the old generation rarely produced individuals with top-tier aptitude or heavenly talent. As people aged, all their bodily functions declined, affecting the various numerical values in aptitude assessments.
Bai Nianchen was an exception. If the old Taoist priest were younger, he would actually be on par with Li Qingyun.
"If only I were a dozen years younger..."
Wang Zhicheng shook his head, pulling his thoughts back.
Tonight, the protagonist was still Chu Yang.
...
The current time was four in the morning, and dawn had not yet broken.
Chu Yang stood under the cover of darkness, quietly watching the more than three hundred fighter jets rapidly approaching in the distance.
Behind Chu Yang were over a dozen fighter jets dispatched by the Chinese military. However, those barrels were not cannons, but ultra-high-definition cameras.
The pilots of these planes had received orders to meticulously record Chu Yang's entire engagement.
Although it seemed a bit theatrical, this was indeed the most correct directive.
"Although I have decided to make the cultivation technique pavilion free for the entire world, if you don't abide by the rules, then I will teach you what rules are!"
Rumble!
Thunder roared, and lightning pierced the darkness. In the faint light, one could see a person accompanied by the thunder.
The fighter jets that had flown from thousands of miles away in the United States had no idea what kind of monster they were facing.
"Hey Tom! Did you hear? We're going to fight a Chinese immortal this time!"
"What kind of bullshit immortal? That's just something the superstitious Chinese people made up!"
"But we brought nuclear weapons this time. There's no need for that if it's not against an immortal, right?"
"Hmph, whatever it is, under a nuclear bomb, everyone is an ant!"
"Hearing you say that puts me at ease. We haven't used such destructive weapons in a long time. I hope God can forgive my sins."
"God only favors the victors!"
"Why is it thundering today? The weather forecast didn't say this... Fuck! Tom! Oh my God! There's someone! Flying in the air!"
The pilot called Tom also saw Chu Yang standing in mid-air. He was also somewhat stunned.
Even though he thought he was hallucinating, the radar indicated that the person standing in the sky ahead was a living human being!
Despite his shock, Tom quickly regained his composure. He licked his lips, his eyes gleaming.
"Chris, China is indeed a mysterious country, but don't panic. Today, we are going to slaughter gods on this land!"
Chris was extremely nervous, and he quickly maneuvered his fighter jet to the side.
"All units, listen up! Quickly surround him! We possess the most powerful firepower on this planet, and we have already achieved god-slaying combat capabilities. You provide suppressive fire, and I will find an opportunity to deploy the mushroom cloud!"
"Roger that!"
Hundreds of planes spread out to both sides with great discipline, forming a pincer movement in front of Chu Yang.
Chu Yang remained in place. An inconspicuous fighter jet quietly rose above him, and he noticed it.
Glancing back, the few Chinese reconnaissance planes used for filming wisely kept their distance.
Tom stared at Chu Yang with burning eyes and roared, "Fire!"
Immediately, the group of fighter jets surrounding Chu Yang all switched to artillery mode.
Dense barrages of shells rained down on Chu Yang like a torrential downpour.
Chu Yang, however, slightly shook his head and sighed, "With this firepower, you can't even kill a Nascent Soul cultivator. What are you dreaming about?"
He raised his hand and snapped his fingers!
"Rumble!"
The darkness was once again shattered as blinding lightning struck from the sky!
All the American pilots were greatly alarmed!
"Report! Radar malfunction, unable to lock on!"
"Report! Due to weather conditions! Machine malfunction!"
"Malfunction! Malfunction!"
"......"
The once disciplined fighter jets became chaotic in the sky.
Tom, flying high into the sky, also felt a tingling sensation at the scalp!
He had personally witnessed this human, with just a snap of his fingers, summon dense lightning.
This lightning instantly pierced through their precision-calculating machines!
And the cannonballs that had just been fired, before they could even approach Chu Yang, had all turned into dust!
"Damn it! What the hell is this? This isn't scientific!"
It had already become metaphysical, and they were still talking about science?
"The night is so peaceful, let me put on a different kind of fireworks for the people of China!"
With that, Chu Yang pointed a finger at the sky.
Everyone saw Chu Yang make a move and their faces turned pale with terror! They frantically manipulated the aircraft controls, even wanting to eject, but everything had malfunctioned!
Following that, behind Chu Yang, swords formed of lightning appeared!
These flying swords continued to increase in number, even exceeding tens of thousands!
It was a pity Luo Xiaowei couldn't see it, the true Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin!
"Good night!"
Chu Yang waved his hand gently and then turned away coolly.
The three hundred aircraft that had attempted to surround him couldn't even touch a single hair on his head.
Dense flying swords, like a waterfall of lightning, whistled past, engulfing all three hundred-plus aircraft!
Along with explosions, a string of firelights flickered in the sky, fireworks before dawn, quite a sight.
Finally, there was a massive mushroom cloud explosion.
The residual radiation was easily wiped away by the lingering spiritual energy from Chu Yang's Myriad Swords Returning to the Origin.
After watching, Wang Zhicheng also sighed heavily.
Even though he knew the outcome, his last lingering attachment vanished with Chu Yang's actions.
"The era of technological supremacy has been ended by him..."