Villain? No, I'll catch up with the protagonist after passing the civil service exam.

The screech of brakes and the sounds of a chain reaction of rear-end collisions intertwined at the intersection beneath the twin towers of the provincial capital, creating a symphony of despair.

Thousands of citizens scrambled out of their cars, not even bothering to take their valuables. They stared in terror up at the sky above, which had been violently torn apart.

A massive, azure sword, tens of meters long, was formed entirely from solidified true energy. It hovered effortlessly four hundred meters in the air, its tip pointing directly at the bustling commercial street below.

The terrifying, world-destroying pressure made all ordinary people who looked directly at it feel a chill from the body to the mind, as if the giant sword would crash down at any moment and cut the entire city into ruins.

"My God! What is that? A holographic projection?!"

"Run! Aliens are attacking! There are people on the roof!"

A series of piercing screams erupted from the crowd, and fear spread rapidly like a plague.

On the lightning rods of the 400-meter-high Twin Towers, Chen Beixuan stood with his hands behind his back, his feet seemingly floating in the air.

The wind whipped up his long, flowing blue robe, and his long, jet-black hair danced wildly in the wind. His handsome young face was now filled with a chilling murderous intent and an aloof indifference.

"Five hundred years."

Chen Beixuan looked down at the mortals below, who were fleeing in panic like worker ants, without a trace of pity in his eyes.

Just last night, abundant spiritual energy finally awakened him from his five-century-long deep seclusion. He was overjoyed and wanted to inspect the Chen family bloodline he had left behind to see if they had already dominated this world.

But the result enraged him.

The Chen family, on which he had once placed great hopes, went bankrupt decades ago due to a common financial crisis! His direct descendants not only ended up on the streets, but some even became live-in sons-in-law to pay off debts!

In Chen Beixuan's dog-eat-dog world of cultivation logic, there was no such thing as market economy or commercial competition. He held only one unwavering belief—his bloodline, Chen Beixuan's bloodline, had been bullied by these worldly ants!

"A bunch of ignorant mortals dare to insult the bloodline of my Chen family. Today, I, Chen Beixuan, will slaughter all the powerful figures within a hundred miles and use your blood to wash away the humiliation of my Chen family!"

He snorted coldly and pressed down slightly with his right sword-like fingers.

The giant blue sword suspended in mid-air emitted a teeth-grinding hum and suddenly dropped ten meters!

The violent sword energy instantly shattered more than a dozen bulletproof glass panels on the top floor of the Twin Towers. Glass shards poured down like a torrential rain, crashing onto the plaza below and triggering another earth-shattering scream.

Chen Beixuan enjoyed the feeling of being feared and looked up to by ordinary people.

This is the kind of grandeur a powerful cultivator should have.

Just as he was about to wield the giant sword and cleave the building, a symbol of modern capitalism, in two.

"Buzzing—!"

Three jet-black police riot control helicopters, like three fierce steel black eagles, tore through the clouds at high speed from three different directions, forming a triangular formation to tightly surround the top of the Twin Towers.

The enormous propeller stirred up violent air currents, causing Chen Beixuan's green robe to flutter wildly.

"Hmm? Whose flying artifact is this?"

Chen Beixuan frowned slightly, looking somewhat displeased at the iron lumps that showed no trace of spiritual energy. He had been in seclusion for too long and didn't recognize helicopters in modern society, mistaking them for some kind of crude mechanical contraption.

"Whoosh—!"

Before he could react, the high-powered searchlights on the bellies of the three helicopters turned on simultaneously.

Three blinding white beams of light, like three sharp swords, pierced through the night sky in an instant, crossing and converging precisely on Chen Beixuan's body.

The bright light made Chen Beixuan squint involuntarily, instantly disrupting his usual aloof and arrogant demeanor, making him appear somewhat disheveled.

"Insolence! How dare you shine such filthy light directly upon me!"

Chen Beixuan was furious. He, a dignified Immortal Venerable at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, was revered and worshipped wherever he went! How could he be so easily fooled by a few metal shells!

He was just about to raise his hand to gather his energy and smash those iron lumps that had offended the gods into scrap metal.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker on the helicopter went off.

Amplified by a high-powered amplifier, the sound was deafening, carrying a cold, official tone and authority that instantly resounded throughout the night sky.

"Hey you in Hanfu in the sky, don't move yet."

Lu Jingyan, wearing tactical headset, sat by the helicopter door. The strong wind tousled his short hair, but it couldn't move his eyes, hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses, which were as indifferent as if they were looking at an illegal building.

He held a megaphone in one hand and the newly drawn-out low-altitude airspace management regulations in the other, his tone flat and without any inflection.

"Your current hovering altitude is 380 meters, which is a serious violation of the General Aviation Flight Control Regulations."

"You did not submit any flight plan to the Civil Aviation Administration and the Air Traffic Management Commission, which is a typical case of illegally occupying low-altitude airspace. This is commonly known as 'black flight'."

"Furthermore, that glowing sword hanging above your head is an unapproved large, dangerous suspended object that has seriously threatened public safety."

As the helicopter slowly approached, amidst its deafening roar, Lu Jingyan's voice was like a cold iron hammer, shattering the cultivation atmosphere that Chen Beixuan had painstakingly created.

"I am Lu Jingyan, the head of the cross-regional major crime supervision team of the Provincial Public Security Department."

"Now, I am issuing you a verbal warning in accordance with the law."

"Immediately dispel your dangerous spell, remove your 'Greatsword,' and land on the spot to cooperate with the police investigation!"

These words were broadcast live online, and tens of millions of netizens who were initially terrified burst into laughter instantly.

The screen was filled with fear, which was completely drowned out by a series of "hahahahaha".

[What the hell is he wearing Hanfu?! Captain Lu's mouth must be poisoned!]

[This is hilarious! A powerful cultivator came down from the mountain to show off, but ended up getting caught by the traffic police for illegal unauthorized flight?]

[Officer Lu: Whether you're flying on a sword or soaring through the air, failing to report your flight path is a violation! No arguments allowed!]

[The style changed so fast! One second it was a fantasy apocalypse, the next it was a massive legal education session!]

The helicopter's searchlight was fixed on Chen Beixuan.

Chen Beixuan was stunned for a moment when he heard the warning from the loudspeaker, which was full of worldly rules and regulations.

What air traffic control? What illegal unauthorized flights?

What nonsense are these ants spouting?!

He is a dignified immortal, soaring through the nine heavens and living as long as heaven and earth. When did it become the turn of a group of mortals who have not even reached the Foundation Establishment stage to point fingers at him?

Humiliation! This is an unprecedented and utter disgrace!

Chen Beixuan laughed in extreme anger, his laughter revealing a chilling cruelty and contempt.

"Very well. You mere mortals dare to presume to use your laughable worldly rules to restrain a Nascent Soul Immortal Venerable?"

He slowly raised his right hand, pointing directly at the riot control helicopter suspended in mid-air.

The murderous intent in his eyes reached its peak at this moment.

"Why should I, Chen, explain my actions to you mortals?"