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

At the side of a cliff offering a view that stretches for dozens of miles.


This place was originally a famous scenic spot within the boundaries of Mu State, which had not been completely destroyed by the chaos caused by the devils.


At this moment, Gu Jinlai and Zhou Yi were sitting at a stone table, engaging in a conversation.


Hong Ye, Zhang Liefeng, and Yun Ling stood quietly on the side, listening intently.


"The Xuanji Sect has a history of three thousand years, having experienced countless storms. At its lowest point, it was left with only a few Primordial Spirit True Monarchs. At its peak, there were three Earthly True Immortals existing at the same era, governing an area of thirty thousand miles and six hundred million people."


Chapter 356: The Nature of the Creator