Under One Person: The Sea Emperor Who Shattered Heaven and Earth

"Perfect timing, I can also take care of this body of mine."

The next second, Liu Zhenguo took a deep breath and closed his eyes slightly.

There were no violent fluctuations of true qi, no golden light, no lightning, and no fancy phenomena.

But the instant he opened his eyes—

A divine body, radiating a soft white light and possessing a tangible form, suddenly leaped out from above his physical head!

It wasn't the fleeting illusion of an out-of-body experience, but rather as natural and resolute as a person rising from the water. The divine body looked exactly like Liu Zhenguo—the facial features, physique, even the glasses on his nose were identical. But unlike Liu Zhenguo, the divine body was devoid of any worldly dust or impurities, radiating a warm, jade-like white light, as refined and lifelike as a real person.

He stood in the void, radiating a pure and ethereal transcendence.

Liu Zhenguo, the Yangshen Zhenren of the Quanzhen Longmen, pays his respects.

Jiang Zhen stared at the white, radiant divine body above Liu Zhenguo's head.

"A Yin spirit? No, a Yang spirit! Interesting!"

Jiang Zhen grinned excitedly. The one before him was not a ethereal ghost, but a true pure Yang immortal—a product of the legendary realm achieved through the dual cultivation of body and spirit in the Quanzhen alchemy. For thousands of years, countless stories of cultivation leading to immortality have been recorded in Daoist scriptures, but how many people have actually witnessed the true Yang spirit leaving the body?

"But it seems... I can do it too!"

As soon as Jiang Zhen finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward.

what!

A divine body, equally substantial and several meters tall, instantly rose from Jiang Zhen's physical body.

Unlike Liu Zhenguo's ethereal and otherworldly Yang God, Jiang Zhen's Yang God caused the entire space to creak under the weight of his presence the moment he landed. His towering divine body was enveloped in dense, serpentine, black-red lightning bolts!

At that moment, Fang Dongtian, who was watching this scene on satellite TV, stood up abruptly, his eyes wide and his mouth agape: "No, he...he...he..."

Two yang gods, one violent and the other pure, faced off on the battlefield.

Looking at Jiang Zhen's terrifying Yang God that seemed to shatter the void, Liu Zhenguo's physical divine body sincerely exclaimed, "Master Jiang is indeed a genius of unparalleled talent."

Liu Zhenguo had thought that he was the only one left in the world who could truly cultivate the Yang Spirit. He never expected that this Master Jiang in front of him would also reach this level in internal alchemy.

This represents the ultimate product of highly refined cultivation of both body and spirit, without any impurities. Cultivating both body and spirit involves cultivating the spirit through physical cultivation and refining the vital energy through life cultivation. The two complement each other and are indispensable.

Jiang Zhen waved his hand, and the Yang God snorted in response:

"After all, I've practiced the Quanzhen Inner Alchemy for nearly a hundred years. The boost from the vibration ability has honed my life cultivation to an unprecedented level. As for sexual cultivation... whenever I feel annoyed and don't want to read those obscure classics left behind by the cave, just thinking of the cave's grumpy face makes me have to force myself to keep reading and keep reading."

"I just slowly endured it, and eventually calmed down. Then one day when I saw the story of 'spiritually wandering and picking flowers,' this thing just popped into my head."

……

The United International headquarters is located in the distance at this moment.

The surviving heads of state, generals, and high-ranking officials hidden deep within the command center watched through the remaining wires on the screen at the five monsters—one black and one white, surrounded by lightning and golden light—Jiang Zhen's physical body and Yang God, Zhang Zhiwei's golden body and lightning body, and Liu Zhenguo's physical body and Yang God. At that moment, everyone exchanged glances.

The fear and anger that had been there before were gone from their eyes, replaced only by a sense of calm.

"For humanity, everyone!"

"For humanity!"

Everyone roared in unison.

They knew they had lost, and humanity's old era was coming to a complete end. Since that was the case, let the end be spectacular.

The next second, all the remaining nuclear bombs in the world, buried underground in the entire United International headquarters area, were simultaneously launched and forcibly activated.

Modern warfare's long-range strike methods can't even touch Jiang Zhen; all missiles would be sunk by him halfway there, without even a chance to get close.

Given this situation, the top leadership of the major powers chose to risk the lives of all of them by simultaneously detonating all of these high-yield nuclear bombs at extremely close range!

"Jiang Zhen!! Bury us in the old era, the ship of the new era cannot carry you!!!"

Rumble, rumble, rumble—!!!

The entire headquarters of the United International was instantly transformed, the ground turning a transparent crimson red. The first nuclear bomb detonated, followed by the second, the hundredth, the thousandth…

A blinding white light from nuclear fusion, capable of instantly blinding someone, suddenly erupted forth.

Based on the chain reaction and total number of these high-yield nuclear bombs, this devastating nuclear explosion could continue to bombard the area for at least several minutes without interruption!

A destructive torrent, carrying the kinetic energy to evaporate everything, a white light, devoured everything.

At the same time, a furious roar shattered the sky.

"I am... the Emperor of the Sea!!!"

Matter is in motion.

Movement is vibration.

The Tremor-Tremor Fruit's power is essentially the ability to control all vibrations in the world. When the frequency and force of these vibrations cross a certain critical point, when all matter—molecules, atoms, and even the most microscopic elementary particles—ceases all vibrations…

When all matter ceases to move, when celestial bodies stop moving, when light ceases to propagate, when thought itself freezes in its last fleeting idea…

Time stopped.

"world--!!!"

Jiang Zhen's eyes turned into pure nothingness in that instant, and an indescribable gray ripple spread wildly in all directions from him.

hum.

The entire world fell eerily quiet.

In the instant the gray ripples swept past, the raging, all-consuming chain of nuclear explosions froze completely. The previously raging crimson fireballs, the hellish shockwaves, and the blinding white light all transformed into solid sculptures.

A gigantic mushroom cloud, so large it seemed to connect the sky and the seabed, remained frozen in mid-air, its outward rolling and expanding motion halted. At the edge of the mushroom cloud, one could even see sparks of plasma spraying outwards, each spark poised to explode, like fireworks in the night sky frozen in time.

The towering sea wall, thousands of feet high, that Jiang Zhen had cleaved in two with a single stroke, had now completely transformed into two crystal-clear mountains reaching the heavens, with every drop of water still in a splashing motion.

The blue-white lightning that was originally leaping violently around Zhang Zhiwei has now turned into thick, still blue solid tree branches, stuck firmly in the air.

The ethereal Yang God above Liu Zhenguo's head had even stopped flowing with its white light, becoming like a lifeless object carved from white marble. The hand of the Yang God had only been raised halfway, and the wisp of breeze that had been carried when it left the body still lingered between its fingers.

On the battlefield of the United Nations, the two armies of supernatural beings, who were originally fighting a bloody battle, now maintained their most ferocious offensive postures without moving, and the splattered blood turned into blood beads that remained stable in mid-air.

Zhao Jie, the captain of the first fleet in the new world, was in a single-leg side kicking stance. Opposite him, a genetically modified human was being kicked in the chest, and the man didn't even have time to show a pained expression on his face.

The Western magicians stared wide-eyed, their incantations barely uttering half a syllable before their tongues and lips were frozen in place. The magical light emanating from the tips of their staffs was split in two, half at the tip and half in the air, like a rainbow that had been snapped off.

The generals of the great powers, who had been roaring at the top of their lungs while sitting at their control consoles, maintained their final, resolute postures, their lips wide open, spittle flying and saliva silently suspended in the air. The madness of "mutual destruction" in their eyes was eternally frozen in this stopped space-time.

Further away, on the city streets, fallen leaves hovered half a meter above the ground, their veins clearly visible. Birds spread their wings, as if suspended from the blue sky by rootless threads, even the texture of their feathers was clearly visible. Running wild beasts maintained their sprinting posture, their manes frozen in the wind.

The whole world came to a standstill.

Only Jiang Zhen and his Yang spirit were still able to move freely.

Chapter 177 The First Year of the Emperor

In this gray world forcibly stripped from the river of time, the crimson fireballs from the chain reaction of nuclear explosions are frozen in mid-air.

It maintains a rolling, expanding posture, with countless free plasmas and high-energy particles clearly visible inside, yet it is cold and has no temperature at all.

Jiang Zhen, shirtless, with black and red lightning crackling wildly across his steel-like muscles, walked step by step toward the destructive torrent.

Looking at the nuclear explosion sculpture before him, he gently exhaled. The white breath that left his mouth instantly solidified into a still cloud of white mist in the void.

"The ship of the new era is indeed about to set sail."

Jiang Zhen's voice shouldn't have traveled in this world where there was no air vibration, but his voice echoed clearly because in this still world, he himself was the only source of the vibration.

He extended a hand covered in a dense white fluorescence and lightly slipped it directly into the crimson fireball. As his hand passed through the solidified plasma, the objects it touched stirred, and the high-energy particles slid across his skin, leaving faint trails of white light, but they did not harm him in the slightest.

"If we didn't have more people, we would have given you a performance of a man who walked out of a nuclear explosion."

To be honest, Jiang Zhen really wanted to try it—walking slowly out of a terrifying mushroom cloud, with the crumbling earth behind him and the burning sky above him. Just thinking about it was exciting. Unfortunately, there were too many of his own people, so it wasn't worth it.

"However, you just said that the ship of the new era cannot carry the remnants of the old era. That's not wrong. But you've got one thing wrong: the term 'remnants' is not for you to define."

“I am the navigator of the new era, while you are the stubborn scum of the old era... You don’t even deserve to board the ship.”

As he finished speaking, he slowly withdrew his hand from the nuclear explosion.

At the same time, Jiang Zhen's Yang Spirit had already flown above the heads of the people in the New World, floating in the void.

No words were needed, no communication required. The physical body and the Yang spirit were two sides of the same coin. At this moment, Jiang Zhen fused the profound true Qi he had honed through nearly a hundred years of Quanzhen Inner Alchemy with the conceptual-level power of the Zhenzhen Fruit!

"As expected, I still don't really like this kind of meticulous and precise operation."

Jiang Zhen then stepped forward, twisted his body, and threw a pure and violent horizontal punch at the head of the nuclear fireball!

Boom!

Wherever the fist passed, the gray void, like fragile glass, shattered into countless spiderweb-like cracks. The cracks spread wildly in all directions from the center of the fist, and then, in an instant, the frozen chain of nuclear explosions, the United International headquarters fortress, and all matter—concrete, steel, flesh, air, seawater, and even the microscopic world—were forcibly dismantled, stripped away, and pulverized by the awe-inspiring force!

After doing all this, Jiang Zhen opened his arms as if to embrace the entire world that had been put on hold.

"Let the world flow."

hum-

The gray ripples receded in all directions like the receding tide. The cracks, the frozen fragments of the fireball, the blood droplets and dust solidified in mid-air—all things in the world vibrated again at this moment, and time began to flow anew.

……

At this very moment, no one on Earth who was watching in front of their screens knew what had just happened.

From their perspective, just a second ago, the large screen was filled with countless blinding red alarm lights—all the nuclear bombs buried at the United International headquarters were activated simultaneously, countless experts were roaring, countless analysts were screaming, and all channels were repeating the same word: "Nuclear explosion! Nuclear explosion! Countless nuclear bombs detonated in a chain reaction!"

A blinding white light exploded from the depths of the screen, completely engulfing and swallowing up Jiang Zhen, the emperor of the sea.

However, the next second, when they looked at the big screen...

There was no earth-shattering shockwave as expected, no deafening nuclear explosion, nothing. The screen was filled with an eerie silence, a silence that sent chills down your spine.

The entire magnificent, sturdy international headquarters fortress, built at great expense by several major powers of the old era, along with everything around it... vanished completely in that instant.

Literally, it means "gone".

The front lines, once ablaze with the flames of war, have now been hollowed out by a massive, circular cavity. The cavity is bottomless, devoid of any trace of smoke, ruins, flames, or collapsed walls—nothing at all. Only vast expanses of fine sand, gleaming white in the sunlight, form a thick layer at the bottom of the cavity, resembling a desert or a snowfield.

"boom--!!"

Before humanity could recover from its shock, a deep, resounding boom suddenly echoed through the sky.

Everyone instinctively looked up at the sky.