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

The East China Sea.

Gale-force winds and torrential rain pounded on the deck of the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier USS Lexington.

The sea level was no longer flat. Two nautical miles from the aircraft carrier, seawater was pouring back in through a massive funnel more than five kilometers in diameter. Millions of tons of seawater crashed into the abyss without even an echo.

Bridge command room.

Wilson held a cup of cold black coffee, his eyes fixed on the main screen.

On the radar screen, the Chinese destroyers that had been facing off were retreating westward at top speed. Five hundred nautical miles, a swift and decisive retreat.

"Sir, the Chinese fleet has withdrawn from radar surveillance range."

The adjutant swallowed hard and pointed to another screen next to him that was flashing red.

"The high-dimensional energy index in that vortex exceeded the peak of the Fukushima nuclear accident by ten thousand times. Our sonar array on the seabed was completely burned."

"That's not radiation. That's God's treasure."

Wilson put down his coffee cup, the veins on the back of his hand bulging with excitement.

He turned and walked to the command platform. There sat a briefcase. Inside were three black stones with strange patterns on their surfaces.

The S.H.I.E.L.D. acquired the Worldstone fragments for three billion US dollars on the global black market.

Wilson's logic was simple. The S-class mutants that headquarters had invested heavily in training were all wiped out in Beijing; that Chinese man named Lu Yuan was indeed a monster. But no matter how strong an individual's combat power was, it couldn't withstand the combined crushing force of capital and modern firepower. Now that the Chinese military had voluntarily ceded the high seas, it meant that even the Chinese government dared not touch what lay beneath the sea.

If the S.H.I.E.L.D. can obtain this high-dimensional energy, they can create ultimate weapons that surpass S-class.

"Let the No. 3 underwater probe continue its descent. Even if it gets crushed to scrap metal, we must transmit the images of that underwater altar back to us."

Wilson gave the order.

drop--

The air raid siren in the command center suddenly went off without warning. The piercing synthesized sound echoed throughout the ship's cabins.

"High-altitude radar has detected an unidentified flying object! No heat source detected! No radar cross-section! A purely kinetic target!"

The radar operator's voice cracked.

"Speed... Mach 10! Vertical descent! The interception system cannot lock on!"

Wilson suddenly looked up.

Before he could react.

boom!

A physical impact with a mass of 10,000 tons struck the catapult on the forward deck of the aircraft carrier.

The 10-centimeter-thick special yield steel armor plate flipped upwards like fragile corrugated cardboard the moment of contact. Several high-strength arresting cables, weighing tens of tons, snapped on the spot, and the reaction force swept the two F-35 fighter jets parked on the deck into pieces scattered all over the ground.

The 100,000-ton nuclear-powered aircraft carrier violently rocked on the sea surface, its bow being forced three meters into the water.

The bulletproof glass in the command center cracked into a spiderweb pattern. Wilson, chair and all, slammed onto the metal floor, coffee spilling all over his face.

"Enemy attack! Close-in weapon system fire!"

Wilson got up and yelled into the communicator.

On the deck. A torrential downpour.

There was no smoke from bombs in the deep pit. Only scalding white steam from the friction between the physical body of a Mahayana practitioner and the air.

Lu Yuan walked out of the pit.

His black windbreaker wasn't even wrinkled. He had just crossed over a thousand kilometers, enduring the intense heat generated by the friction of the sound barrier with his bare body, yet not even the hairs on his skin caught fire.

The Phalanx close-in weapon systems on both sides of the aircraft carrier rotate their barrels.

Da da da da!

One hundred 30mm depleted uranium armor-piercing rounds per second left two blinding whips of fire in the night sky, directly covering the spot where Lu Yuan stood.

The bullet casings fell into the sea like a waterfall.

Lu Yuan did not dodge.

He walked forward through the hail of bullets.

Those depleted uranium warheads, capable of tearing main battle tanks to shreds, struck his skin, which was devoid of any true essence protection, producing a dense clanging sound. The warheads were forcefully compressed into copper discs by the bone density of the Mahayana stage, clattering onto the deck and forming a thick layer.

"God... what kind of monster is that...?"

The machine gunner on the island watched this scene, his fingers spasming as he released the trigger, a warm flow seeping from his crotch.

Lu Yuan stopped below the damaged bridge.

The vision of someone at the Mahayana stage pierced through the bulletproof glass, locking onto Wilson in the command room. To be precise, it locked onto the metal combination lock box beside Wilson.

Lu Yuan bent his knees slightly.

Boom!

The deck collapsed again.

Lu Yuan leaped into the air, smashing through the bulletproof glass of the command center, and landed in front of Wilson.

A fierce wind whipped up torrential rain that poured into the cabin.

A dozen fully armed special forces soldiers instinctively raised their guns.

Lu Yuan didn't even glance at them. He casually grabbed a broken metal pipe from the side and exerted force with his wrist.

The metal tube was crushed into a disc by the terrifying grip and swept away with a sonic boom.

More than a dozen special forces soldiers were smashed in half at the waist, their internal organs mixed with blood spraying all over the wall.

Only Wilson and two men in isolation suits remained in the command room.

Those two men are the ace of the S.H.I.E.L.D. conglomerate. Each one a billion dollars in cost for an S-class genetically modified human.

"You...you are Lu Yuan!"

Wilson recognized the young man in black. His back was pressed tightly against the control panel, his shirt soaked with cold sweat.

The intelligence from the capital said that this kid's true essence was destroyed by the nuclear explosion!

What martial artist, whose true essence has been destroyed, could carry a close-in weapon system and descend from the sky to smash through an aircraft carrier's deck?

Lu Yuan ignored Wilson's panic. He walked to the control panel and opened the combination lock box with one hand.

The three fragments of the boundary stone lay quietly inside the shock-absorbing foam.

The red patterns on the stone's surface were flashing rhythmically, resonating with the enormous whirlpool on the distant sea.

"I'll take the things."

Lu Yuan put the boundary stone into his pocket.

"Since you've come all this way to deliver goods to me, I'll leave the aircraft carrier to you."

Lu Yuan turned to leave. He was in a hurry to go to the seabed and dismantle that dilapidated altar in the Sirius star region.

"Stop him!"

Wilson, emboldened by some unknown source, let out a hoarse shout.

"The Boundary Stone is the conglomerate's core asset! We absolutely cannot let him take it away!"

The two S-class cyborgs moved simultaneously.

The two monsters' muscles instantly swelled, rupturing their outer protective suits. Dark red scales covered their entire bodies. These were killing machines created by extracting genes from ancient reptiles and catalyzing them with modern nanotechnology; their pure physical strength was comparable to that of a Grandmaster of the Transcendent Realm.

The cyborg on the left punched Lu Yuan in the back of the head. The force of the punch sent a whistling sound through the cramped cabin.

Lu Yuan did not turn around.

He grabbed backward with his backhand.

Snapped.

The palm of the Mahayana stage expert precisely gripped the cyborg's fist, which was as big as a sandbag.

The air in the cabin was silent for a second.

The power to modify humans collided with a solid steel mountain before this seemingly ordinary palm, and all its kinetic energy was instantly consumed.

"Your S.H.I.E.L.D.'s research direction."

Lu Yuan clenched his five fingers.

Click!

The cyborg's fist, along with the bones of his entire forearm, was crushed into powder.

"Has it always been this anti-intellectual?"

Lu Yuan casually pulled the 200-pound cyborg up and used it as a broken sandbag, slamming it hard onto the cyborg on the right who was about to pounce on him.

boom!

Two billion-dollar monsters collided, their sternums simultaneously collapsing. Their dark red scales were utterly ineffective against this physical crushing force; their internal organs were instantly reduced to a pulp. The two corpses smashed through the command center hatch and flew into the corridor.

Wilson collapsed to the ground.

His understanding, built upon capital and technology, was shattered by physical means at this moment.

Lu Yuan walked to the broken window.

He looked at the ever-growing whirlpool on the distant sea.

Having obtained the boundary stone, he could have simply left. However, the stones in his pocket began to radiate an intense heat.

It wasn't just the three he had just stolen. Even the largest Returning Void Boundary Stone, which he had originally kept in his storage ring, began to tremble violently.

Lu Yuan reached into his pocket, and his Mahayana stage tactile senses detected the direction of energy flow within the boundary stone.

The patterns on these stones do not point to the altar on the seabed.

Instead, it locked onto the aircraft carrier.

To be precise, it targeted the thousands of living American soldiers on the aircraft carrier.

"interesting."

Lu Yuan lowered his head and looked at Wilson, who was lying on the ground.

"Do you think that your S.H.I.E.L.D. conglomerate is spending exorbitant prices all over the world to buy these worthless rocks in order to research higher-dimensional technology?"

Wilson opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Interdimensional teleportation arrays require an extremely large amount of vital energy to neutralize the void storm when they are activated."

Lu Yuan pointed to the prominent blue veins on the back of Wilson's hand. A wisp of black energy was moving there.

"Those people in the Sirius Star Region find it too troublesome to capture people all over the world. So they deliberately scattered the Boundary Stones, letting you self-righteous tycoons collect them like treasures and even send heavy troops to escort them."

Lu Yuan looked into Wilson's eyes.

"You're not here to search for treasure."

"You are delivery drivers. You brought your own takeout containers and voluntarily delivered thousands of live blood bags to other people's tables."

The voice just fell.

From the depths of the deep sea whirlpool, a blinding pillar of blood-red light burst forth.

The beam of light pierced through the torrential rain and shot straight into the sky.

Immediately afterwards, an intensely nauseating aura of death enveloped the entire aircraft carrier, following the coordinates of the boundary stone.

A piercing scream came from the lower deck of the aircraft carrier.

The sailors sleeping in the barracks visibly withered away. Their blood, flowing through the ship's ventilation ducts, turned into wisps of red mist, frantically converging towards the whirlpools on the sea surface.

Wilson clutched his neck in horror. His skin began to crack, and blood seeped uncontrollably from his pores.

"Help...help me..."

Wilson reached out his hand to Lu Yuan, his eyes bulging out from being bloodshot.

"I'm only responsible for robbing."

Lu Yuan coldly watched the blood mist spreading in the cabin.

"We are not responsible for treating illnesses."

He lifted his foot and placed it on the windowsill.

The crimson altar on the seabed has been fully activated. The skeleton of the Nascent Soul stage dragon, nourished by the blood and qi of living people, is suppressing the last seabed dragon vein on Earth.

The interdimensional passage in the Sirius star system has been forcibly pushed to its final stage by these idiots.

Through the crimson beam of light, Lu Yuan heard the heavy sound of war drums coming from the depths of the void. It was the sound of the Blood River Sect's army gathering.

Looks like I'll have to get out of the water.

Lu Yuan stretched his neck. His bones, which were at the Mahayana stage, cracked and popped.

Having lost his true essence, he could no longer use the Water-Avoiding Technique.

But his physical body was originally a monster capable of traversing the void amidst cosmic gales. The mere pressure of the deep sea, a few thousand meters above sea level, wasn't even qualified to give him a full-body massage.

boom!

Lu Yuan used his legs to propel himself off the bridge.

The black figure left a trail of afterimages in the torrential rain before plunging headlong into the vortex of deathly energy.