Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 421 From the Eight-Colored Pagoda to Jinling

Tourists around Hachikō Ichiyu Pagoda were in complete chaos.

Some people were stunned, staring blankly at Master Shenhao, at a loss for what to do.

Some people were shocked and angry, but their bodies instinctively told them not to act impulsively. No one stepped forward to accuse or scold them. They either looked angrily at Master Shenhao, took out their phones to take pictures, or called the police.

Some people hurriedly fled, or ran away at full speed in a panic, or even took pictures while running and explained the current situation.

Of course, there were also some people who were not only unafraid, but even looked at Master Shenhao with eyes of admiration.

The chaos in the park had no effect on Daoist Shenhao. He simply waved his sleeve, sending everyone who was near the Bahong Yiyu Pagoda hundreds of meters away.

The next moment, those who had just landed felt a tremor, which made them lose their balance. Many of them, who had poor balance, even fell to the ground.

"what happened?"

"earthquake!"

"Didn't receive any warning?"

"Look! The ground ahead has cracked!"

As everyone lay prone on the ground, they saw a crack appear in the ground not far in front of them, separating their side from the Hakko Ichiyu Tower.

Then, the crack grew larger and larger, and they saw the ground on the other side of the crack rising continuously, bringing out the soil and rocks from below, and debris and gravel falling down in a flurry.

"This is……"

"He's going to take the Hachikō Ichiyu Tower with him!"

"Rumble--"

With his profound magical powers, Daoist Shenhao could certainly not lift a mountain, but a mere mound of earth, a stone tower, and a piece of land connected to it was no problem for him.

With a single burst of magical power, the entire land, along with the foundation, rocks, trees, and everything else beneath it, was uprooted!

Beneath Master Shenhao's feet was a stone tower, beneath which was a base, beneath which was a stone railing, beneath which were steps, and below the steps was a plaza. He took off with this piece of land, and to the surrounding tourists, it looked as if a small floating island had taken off.

If they hadn't known that there were extraordinary beings in this world and hadn't seen Master Shenhao with their own eyes, they would probably have doubted that they were dreaming!

When the floating island was completely off the ground, the tremors stopped. When the people around looked up again, all that was left was a huge pit several thousand square meters in diameter. Groundwater was gradually seeping and gurgling in the pit, and it might fill the pit in a while.

However, by then, all that will remain is a calm lake, and the Tower of Peace will be gone.

……

Master Shenhao stood atop the Bahong Yiyu Tower, carrying the floating island westward, swaggering through the city without any attempt to conceal his presence.

Everyone below had a look of utter disbelief on their faces, mouths agape, eyes wide, muttering incomprehensible words.

Their behavior was similar to that of the people in Hepingtai Park: some stood still, some ran around frantically, some hid carefully, some shouted, some called the police, and some even knelt down and kowtowed.

Of course, there were also Chinese tourists in Japan who spotted the golden robes on the top of the tower from afar.

"Has the old Taoist priest come to Yinggao?"

"what is that?"

"Eight-Hong Yiyu Pagoda?"

"What the hell!?"

"Whoosh-"

In the distance, a sharp whistling sound came from the sky as two fighter jets roared past, but they did not approach Master Shenhao; they merely circled in the distance.

"Report! Target spotted!"

"Requesting further instructions!" In the operations room, a blond officer stood next to a shorter officer, looking expectant. "This is a rare opportunity to probe; we can't miss it!"

The short officer said "Hai" and nodded to the operator.

"Aircraft number one will fly laterally across the enemy's path of advance, revealing the missiles under its wings!" the operator said over the walkie-talkie. "Aircraft number two will continue to intercept after aircraft number one, releasing flares!"

The two pilots, "..."

"Baka! The other party is a god who can control a small hill!"

Do you want us dead?

"We agreed that we were just here to do some reconnaissance!"

The two pilots' voices came back to the operations room. The short officer's face turned red and then pale. He grabbed the walkie-talkie and said, "This is Iwata Takuo. Execute orders!"

After he finished speaking, both sides fell silent.

Looking up at the positions of the fighter jets on the large screen in the command center, Iwata Takuo noticed that the two fighter jets were still just hovering far behind Master Shenhao, showing no intention of advancing.

So he picked up the walkie-talkie and emphasized again, "Execute the order!"

There was still a deathly silence.

Iwata Takuo's face flushed red, but he clearly felt relieved. He turned to the blond officer beside him and said, "The Sakura National Guard has been negligent in its training, which has disappointed you. I will definitely apologize in advance."

But the situation is urgent now. Perhaps you should ask His Excellency Carlos to dispatch pilots from the US military stationed in Sakura. It was your pilots who saved Sakura from the nuclear power plant disaster that day.”

The blond officer, "..."

He's not stupid. He's studied Berkeley's videos countless times. A Taoist priest from Tianxia turned a skyscraper into ruins with a single bolt of lightning. The attack power was comparable to a medium-range ballistic missile.

Although he didn't know how skilled the old Taoist was, nor did he know the situation regarding the other party attacking a high-speed moving target, he was not prepared to give the order himself.

He had also heard of the examples of the Calvin and Frank families.

The blond officer glanced at Iwata Takuo, gesturing with his eyes but saying nothing.

Iwata Takuo pretended not to understand, his eyes darting around.

"Report! The other side has moved twelve nautical miles from the coast!" A pilot's voice came through the walkie-talkie.

"There seemed to be a magnetic field disturbance just now, and we can't communicate!" the second pilot reported.

In the operations room, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Takuo Iwata sighed with feigned regret, “Once we fly past the 12-nautical-mile border, we have no reason to start. You should return to base.”

On the other side, Daoist Shenhao sighed with great regret, "I didn't expect them to be so cowardly. Why do such a cowardly army still have such a big mouth?"

Shaking his head, Daoist Shenhao gave up on the idea. Since the other party was only providing escort, he didn't take any action.

After leaving Sakura Island in Kagoshima, Master Shenhao directly piloted the floating island across the sea and quickly arrived at the mouth of the Yangtze River. He then went upstream against the current, eliciting a chorus of exclamations of surprise along the way.

When he arrived in Jinling, staff from relevant departments had already cordoned off an open space on the shore of Mochou Lake, which was surrounded by eager onlookers.

Master Shenhao controlled the floating island to descend slowly, part of it sinking into the lake and part of it connecting to the shore.

Facing the eager gazes of the people from all directions, Master Shenhao did not speak, but simply nodded, then bowed three times towards the memorial hall not far away before disappearing from sight.

Seeing Master Shenhao disappear, the thousands of people present were neither surprised nor made a fuss. Instead, they all turned towards the memorial hall and silently began to bow.

But this silent silence sent chills down the spines of all the foreign tourists present.

(End of this chapter)