After the college entrance examination, my identity as a Mahayana Immortal Venerable could no longer

The V8 engine of the Hongqi armored car roared like a dying beast.

Lu Yuan floored the accelerator, not even pressing the clutch, and forced the gear to its highest position. A piercing metallic screeching sound came from the transmission, and the tires spun wildly on the waterlogged white marble ruins, emitting a pungent rubber smell.

The car, like a cannonball, smashed through the electrified barbed wire fence surrounding the martial arts arena and sped onto the ring expressway.

Old Li sat in the passenger seat, his hands gripping the overhead handle tightly. His wrinkled face was distorted by the speed of the car, but he still yelled at the top of his lungs into the military-grade encrypted terminal in his hands.

"Nanyuan Airport! Clear out that hypersonic demonstrator aircraft codenamed 'Black Bird' from the tarmac!"

"Full fuel! Straight to the East China Sea! Forget air traffic control, anyone who tries to stop us will be shot!"

"Pilots, put on your full anti-G suits! Idle on the runway and wait! Once you arrive, push the throttle!"

After shouting, Old Li turned to look at Lu Yuan, who was driving.

Lu Yuan was shirtless, wearing only a tattered security guard jacket. He didn't look at Old Li; his gaze was fixed on the windshield being whipped about by the wipers.

The black chains within his sea of ​​consciousness were tightening violently. It was the backlash from the Heavenly Dao Life-Stealing Curse. Without the lubrication of true essence, his nascent soul was being tortured to death by the chains every second.

But he didn't even frown.

What angered Chu Jianguo even more than this was the message coming from his walkie-talkie.

The cold poison of the Nine Yin Profound Meridian was even more domineering than he had expected. That silly girl Lu Qingxue, who would secretly hide even when she cut her finger while chopping vegetables so as not to worry him, didn't utter a sound even when her body temperature dropped to minus forty degrees Celsius. It wasn't until the entire second floor was frozen and cracked that Lin Zhen discovered it.

"Faster," Lu Yuan uttered three words.

Old Li swallowed hard.

"Sir, this is already the maximum speed. If you accelerate any further, the engine will seize up..."

boom!

Lu Yuan slammed his right foot down. The steel accelerator pedal snapped in two and became deeply embedded in the chassis.

A plume of black smoke billowed from under the hood, but the car's speed somehow managed to increase even further.

Twenty minutes later.

A Hongqi sedan, its front belching black smoke and all four tires worn smooth, slammed through the landing bars of Nanyuan Military Airport and hurtled into the No. 1 parking apron with sparks and lightning in its wake.

A jet-black fighter jet, shaped like an acute triangle, was parked on the runway. Its pulse detonation engine at the tail spewed out a ghostly blue flame.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, Lu Yuan kicked the car door open and leaped out like a cheetah.

He took a few steps up the boarding stairs and crawled into the cramped weapons control bay at the back of the fighter jet.

"take off."

Lu Yuan did not touch the seat belt on the seat, nor did he put on the flight helmet that was connected to the oxygen supply tube.

The top-level test pilot in the front seat paused for a moment, then turned to look at Lu Yuan, who was only wearing a jacket.

"Sir, this is a Mach 4 testbed! Without anti-G suits and oxygen masks, your internal organs will be crushed by gravity when breaking the sound barrier, and high-altitude hypoxia will cause immediate brain death!"

"I'll let you take off."

Lu Yuan's voice was colder than the torrential rain outside the cabin.

The test pilot shuddered and didn't dare say another word. He pulled down his goggles and pushed the throttle valve all the way down.

Boom!

The Xuan Niao verification machine emitted a sonic boom that tore through the air. After gliding less than 500 meters on the runway, it suddenly shot up from the ground at an extremely exaggerated angle, piercing through the clouds.

The powerful overload force instantly pressed the test pilot firmly onto the seat, and the anti-G suit automatically inflated, compressing the blood vessels in his thighs to prevent blood from flowing backward.

He glanced at the back seat with difficulty through the rearview mirror.

The young man, who wasn't even wearing a seatbelt, wasn't thrown out by the overload; instead, he sat there steadily, his breathing perfectly normal. Even his jacket wasn't ruffled by the airflow.

"Monster." The test pilot cursed inwardly, his eyes glued to the radar screen.

An hour and a half later.

The sky outside the porthole had completely darkened. Below lay a vast, pitch-black ocean.

East China Sea. Edge of the high seas.

Suddenly, the radar alarm in the cabin emitted a piercing blare. The red warning lights flashed frantically.

"Sir! We've been locked onto by fire control radar!"

The test pilot's voice betrayed his barely concealed nervousness.

"Three carrier strike groups from the Aegis Consortium are patrolling the waters below. The Aegis system has identified us as a hostile target. Three Standard Missile-3 anti-aircraft missiles are being launched at Mach 6, expected to make contact in thirty seconds!"

The test pilot frantically swiped the controls on the control panel with both hands.

"I must immediately release the decoy flares and perform a high-G evasive maneuver. Hold on tight..."

"No need to hide."

Lu Yuan stood up.

In the cramped cabin, he hunched over and reached directly to grab the handle of the hatch above his head, which was used for emergency escape.

"Open the door," Lu Yuan said.

"Commander, are you crazy! We're 18,000 meters above sea level! The outside temperature is minus sixty degrees Celsius, the air is so thin you can't even light a match! And the missile is about to..."

bang.

Lu Yuan ignored the test pilot's screams. He exerted force with his five fingers and forcefully tore off the mechanical locking device of the canopy.

Then, he kicked it.

The special bulletproof glass canopy, capable of withstanding the high temperatures of Mach 4 friction, detached directly from the fuselage and was instantly swept away by the outside gale.

A violent low-pressure airflow instantly rushed into the cabin.

The test pilot was slammed into his seat by the strong wind, unable to even open his eyes. All he saw was a shirtless man, braving the gale-force winds powerful enough to tear an ordinary person to shreds, and without any hesitation, leaping directly from an altitude of 18,000 meters.

......

On the sea.

The 100,000-ton Nimitz-class nuclear-powered aircraft carrier "Enterprise" is sailing through the waves.

In the bridge command room, Rear Admiral MacArthur, commander of the Seventh Fleet of the Aegis Corporation, was leisurely watching the radar tracks on the large screen while sipping a glass of Scotch whisky.

"The Chinese military is courting disaster."

MacArthur took a sip of his drink, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Tell the interception team not to hold back. Since the Chinese government dared to even fill the nodes of the Sirius Star System, then we'll teach them a lesson with missiles about the ultimate firepower of modern warfare."

"General! Radar indicates an unidentified object has detached from the target aircraft's cabin!"

The radar operator suddenly shouted.

"That object is falling in free fall... No! It's going too fast! It's exceeding the speed of sound! It has no heat source, it's not a missile!"

MacArthur walked over and glanced at the rapidly falling red dot on the screen.

"He's probably a pilot who ejected in terror. Ignore him; the Standard Missile-3 will tear that plane to shreds."

"Sir! Three Standard Missile-3s missed the fighter...they hit that falling unidentified object!"

MacArthur frowned.

Is it possible for a falling object to just happen to hit a Mach 6 anti-aircraft missile? What kind of bizarre probability is that?

"Switch to the view from the optical telescope."

The large screen flickered and switched to night vision infrared imagery.

At an altitude of 10,000 meters.

Three enormous fireballs had just exploded. Those were the shockwaves from the secondary detonation of the warheads of three Standard Missile-3s.

But in those rolling flames.

A figure crashed through the fireball, which was tens of millions of degrees hot, and continued to slam down toward the sea, trailing a long plume of white smoke.

MacArthur's wine glass fell to the deck with a crash and shattered.

"That was... a person?"

A ghostly sound came from his throat.

There was no parachute. There was no drag chute.

With his bare body, he smashed through three anti-aircraft missiles and then crashed into his aircraft carrier like a meteorite.

"Anti-aircraft guns! Close-in weapon systems! Open fire! Shoot it down!"

MacArthur roared at the top of his lungs.

The Phalanx close-in weapon systems on both sides of the aircraft carrier opened fire instantly. The six barrels spun wildly, firing tens of thousands of depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds per minute, creating an impenetrable red fire net in the night sky.

But the falling figure was moving too fast.

The physical density of a person in the Mahayana stage surpasses that of all known matter on Earth. Under the gravitational acceleration of free fall, Lu Yuan's current falling speed has already exceeded Mach 3.

The bullet hit him, but not a single spark was emitted; it was deflected by the terrifying kinetic energy.

boom--!

A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were collapsing.

Lu Yuan slammed his feet heavily onto the flight deck of the USS Enterprise, which was large enough to accommodate heavy bombers.

There is no true element buffer. This is the purest superposition of mass and gravitational potential energy.

The deck, made of special steel, caved in like paper the moment it came into contact with the material.

The violent kinetic energy was transmitted downwards along the deck.

The dozen or so F-35C fighter jets parked on the deck were directly thrown more than ten meters into the air by the shock, disintegrating in mid-air, their fuel tanks ruptured and turning into fireballs.

Followed by.

The armored layer, several meters thick, the hangar below, the living quarters, and even the nuclear reactor shell at the bottom, all collapsed layer by layer under this unreasonable physical trampling.

The massive hull of the Enterprise, stretching over 300 meters, began to crack with a sickening sound from the point where Lu Yuan landed.

The keel is broken.

This steel behemoth, costing tens of billions of US dollars and representing the pinnacle of modern industry, was smashed in two by a person who jumped from a height of ten thousand meters.

Seawater poured wildly into the cabin through the crack.

The sounds of alarms, explosions, and soldiers' screams mingled together.

MacArthur, who was in the bridge command room, was thrown into the air by the huge tremor and his head slammed hard against the radar screen, causing him to bleed profusely.

He lay prone on the tilting deck, staring intently through the porthole at the man standing in the center of the ruins.

The man didn't even glance at the sinking aircraft carrier.

He walked to the edge of the broken deck and glanced at the dark sea below.

Then, she just jumped straight down.

......

The icy seawater instantly submerged Lu Yuan's body.

He didn't use any water-avoidance techniques, nor did he use any true energy to protect himself. Relying solely on his body, which had been tempered and refined to the Mahayana stage, he withstood the extreme cold and high pressure of the deep sea, diving all the way down.

One hundred meters. One thousand meters. Three thousand meters.

The surrounding light was completely swallowed by darkness. The water pressure was so great that it could crush a main battle tank into a pancake.

But for Lu Yuan, it was no different from soaking in a bathtub. He exerted his thigh muscles, and with each kick, he created a visible white vacuum band in the deep sea.

When it dives to the bottom of the trench, which is 5,000 meters deep.

The view before me suddenly opened up.

There is no silt, and no deep-sea mutants.

Only a huge, blood-red array pattern covering tens of square kilometers, like a glowing spider web, was firmly imprinted on the rock wall of the trench.

At the center of the array pattern, there was a huge white skeleton stretching for hundreds of meters.

Those were the remains of a dragon in the Fusion Stage.

The skeleton was covered in marks from knife and axe blows, clearly indicating that it had survived an extremely brutal battle. This skeleton is now being used as a giant conduit, inserted deep into the ocean floor.

The spiritual energy of Earth's last underwater dragon vein is being greedily drawn up by this skeleton and transported to the unknown void along the blood-red array patterns.

Lu Yuan landed on the rocks at the edge of the formation.

He ignored the dragon vein. Whether the Earth's spiritual energy was depleted or recovering, he didn't care at all.

His gaze was fixed on the very center of the dragon's skull.

There floated a fist-sized mass of liquid emitting a dazzling golden light.

In the deep sea, where the temperature was below zero, the seawater around this liquid did not freeze; instead, it boiled and churned, constantly bubbling up dense bubbles.

Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow.

The essence of blood and qi that the dragon gathered before its death during the fusion stage.

With this, Lu Qingxue's Nine Yin Profound Meridian Cold Poison can not only be completely neutralized, but also, with the help of the medicinal power of the Dragon Marrow, she can complete the cleansing of her meridians and marrow in one fell swoop, and truly embark on the path of cultivation.

Without any hesitation, Lu Yuan bent his knees and pushed off the ground.

The rock strata were fractured over a large area.

He shot towards the giant dragon head like a torpedo.

Just as his hand was about to touch the Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow.

Lu Yuan's movements suddenly stopped abruptly in mid-air.

His pupils contracted sharply for the first time.

It wasn't because any killing formation was left behind in the Sirius Starfield. Nor was there any trap in the Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow.

Instead, he saw several semi-transparent black chains on the cervical vertebrae of the dragon skeleton.

The chains reeked of a nauseating, decaying stench, tightly binding the dragon's spine and even embedding themselves deep into its marrow.

Deep within Lu Yuan's sea of ​​consciousness, the Heavenly Dao Life-Stealing Curse chain wrapped around his nascent soul resonated with an extremely strong force at this moment.

The exact same material. The exact same scent.

An absurd thought flashed through Lu Yuan's mind.

The Sirius Starfield set up this Ruins Altar not at all to drain Earth's dragon veins to nourish their broken planet.

They are using the flesh and blood of a dragon in its fusion stage and the last dragon vein on Earth as fuel.

They are forcibly feeding this black chain used to seal off the Earth's celestial order!

They are accelerating the death of Earth's laws.

"A clever plan."

Lu Yuan let out a cold laugh. The sound reverberated through the deep sea, creating countless tiny bubbles.

"You've mistaken me for your fellow inmate."

He stretched out his right hand and grabbed at the ball of Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow.

The moment his fingertips touched the golden liquid.

The entire crimson altar erupted with a blinding red light. The array patterns carved into the rock walls seemed to come alive, twisting and turning wildly.

Two ghostly blue flames suddenly ignited in the empty eye sockets of the dragon skeleton.

A deep, grand sound, filled with endless death energy, pierced through the seawater and exploded in Lu Yuan's mind.

"The inhabitants of the lower realms."

"Dare to touch my sacrificial bones? Die!"

A blurry, enormous phantom slowly coalesced above the dragon's head. It was a man dressed in a dark red robe and wearing a tall crown; even as a mere projection, the oppressive aura emanating from him instantly froze the surrounding seawater into ice.

Lu Yuan stood in front of the ball of extremely fiery dragon marrow.

He looked at the lofty, unattainable phantom and a violent smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

He currently lacks true energy and cannot use his immortal techniques to shatter this illusory image.

But he has something else.

"Scrap from the Sirius system."

Lu Yuan clenched his fingers, directly grasping the ball of Extreme Flame Dragon Marrow in his palm. The scalding medicinal power instantly burned his palm, causing the skin to split open, but he didn't even blink.

"I'm going to make soup from this bone. Who do you think you are, daring to kill me?"

Lu Yuan clenched his left fist, and the muscles in his waist and back were completely taut like steel cables.

He met the gaze of that illusory figure, a gaze capable of freezing the soul, and gathered all the power of his Mahayana-stage physical body into his left fist, smashing it directly into the brow of the dragon skeleton.