Ride the Wind with Sword Control

By the coast, a hundred-meter Star Gate shimmered with flowing light.
Beyond the Star Gate, an army forged of steel stretched as far as the eye could see.
Above the Sky Dome, squadrons of fighter jets streaked across, weaving an iron curtain.
In the distant ocean, scores of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates dotted the seascape, ready for action.
All cannons were aimed at the figure who emerged from the Star Gate.
"In the name of the Federation Command Center, I order you to stand down, or what awaits you is total war," said the voice.
"War?"

Gu Jinlai took a step forward, and his form swelled against the wind, in an instant growing from less than two meters tall to a colossal Chaos Demon God thousands of kilometers high, emitting the brilliance of a white dwarf star from his being, his own gravity causing thunder and lightning, as well as tsunamis and tides within a thousand-mile radius.
He looked down...
At the war weapons that seemed like toys.
He reached out, and a hydrogen bomb fell into his hand.

Within him, the electron-degenerate star core released Helium, Helium elements expanded, and the terrifying high temperature instantly caused Deuterium and Tritium, Hydrogen's isotopes, to fuse, the energy bursting forth, forming a blazing white brilliance on the ocean's surface that was like igniting a sun.
Before this sun's energy could be released, he clapped his hands together, and the dazzling white, mixed with heat in the billions of degrees, was compressed and sealed within his palms, not a fragment escaping.

"I think, you should choose peace." he suggested.

Nuclear-powered Sword Immortal

Zhang Lingjian, though a Primordial Spirit True Monarch with cultivation that could be called the peak of Tian Nan,


had first suffered backlash from the Lucky Qi of Yellow State, and later, driven into a corner with no options left, had no choice but to take up his sword to battle the demons, until he was nearly burnt out and utterly exhausted.


Now, with Gu Jinlai bluntly laying out the fact that he had personally sealed the doom of Yellow Sky Sect, his faith in the sect that he had dedicated himself to for over a hundred years was mercilessly shattered, his heart, qi, and spirit all broken... in the end…


The esteemed Primordial Spirit True Monarch died vomiting blood.


After falling backwards, he was quickly silent.


Regarding this, Gu Jinlai showed not the slightest hint of expression, merely looking on coldly.


However, Yu Xuanjing, who was being escorted by Gu Chifeng, trembled and cried out in pain, "Sect... Sect Master!?"


Chapter 281 The Culprit