78: Chapter 78 Dimensional Domination! The Eighteen-Year-Old Supreme Boss Shocks the World!

Watching Li Hu pat his chest, looking so certain and without a hint of hesitation, the elderly couple immediately breathed a sigh of relief. The hearts that had been hanging in their throats finally settled back into their chests.

Li Hu turned around as promised. The shirt on his back was already soaked through with cold sweat, and as the night wind blew, it clung to his skin, feeling indescribably uncomfortable.

He swallowed hard, his throat dry and tight—that blood-colored heavenly lightning filling the sky was ferocious enough to tear space apart; saying he wasn't panicked would be a complete lie!

But he knew clearly in his heart that at this critical juncture, he couldn't show even a shred of fear!

Li Hu clenched his back teeth tightly and made a fierce vow in his heart: "Brother Feng! You must come back in one piece! If anything happens to you today, I, Li Hu, will take care of Uncle and Aunt! I will treat them like my own parents for the rest of my life, provide for them in their old age, and never waver!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a blinding white light exploded within the live broadcast screen!

The ten-thousand-foot Ancestral Dragon shot straight into the clouds, opening its abyss-like mouth that reached the heavens and covered the earth, and as if chewing on a spicy strip, it swallowed that Heavenly Dao Lightning Spear in one bite!

In the blink of an eye, the thunder filling the sky dispersed, and the blood-colored firmament became completely clear.

Li Hu's legs went soft, and with a "thump," he collapsed to the ground. He slapped his thigh and blurted out a curse: "Holy crap! Brother Feng's pet actually ate the Heavenly Tribulation raw?! This isn't a pet, it's a Divine Beast! Carbon-based lifeforms can't do this kind of thing at all!"

Jiang Jianguo stared fixedly at the light screen, rubbing his chin, the muscles at the corner of his eyes twitching. After holding it in for a long time, he finally managed to squeeze out a sentence: "What kind of monster has this kid raised in the game? That lightning spear looked incredibly hard; can his pet digest it?"

Liu Cuilan, on the other hand, leaned in close to the virtual light screen, her face full of a mother's concern. She frowned and muttered: "This little girl has a big appetite. Swallowing such a big lightning lump in one gulp today, I hope she doesn't get indigestion or lose her appetite later!"

The tension and oppression that had been making people unable to breathe just a moment ago shattered completely in an instant.

Li Hu sat on the ground and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, then immediately grinned and stood up, patting his backside: "Auntie, you're just worrying for nothing! With Brother Feng's strength, never mind one Heavenly Tribulation, even if the sky fell, he could pull it over and use it as a blanket! Let's go, let's continue grinding monsters; we can't waste this top-tier divine equipment we're wearing!"

...

Kyoto, top floor of the military headquarters building.

A fierce wind swept across the ground, and the flags fluttered violently.

The number one powerhouse of Huaxia, the Seventh-Turn Human Totem Xiao Zhenjiang, gripped the alloy railing so hard his knuckles turned white.

His eyes were wide open, staring unblinkingly at the giant light screen. The purple clay teacup beside his hand tipped over, tea spilling all over his shoes, but he didn't even notice.

He had long known that Jiang Feng was strong, strong enough to defy and slay gods, but he never imagined that—Jiang Feng hadn't taken his hands out of his pockets the entire time, hadn't even furrowed his brow, his expression so indifferent that it was as if the Heavenly Tribulation before him was nothing more than an insignificant farce. Relying solely on a pet, he had nonchalantly swallowed the Dimensional-Ascension Heavenly Dao Lightning Tribulation!

This wasn't cross-level challenging; it was clearly a dimensional reduction strike, a naked class crushing!

Xiao Zhenjiang looked at the light screen, shook his head with a bitter smile, and sighed in a low voice: "This child... the laws of Blue Star can no longer contain him."

Recalling his own thirty years of arduous cultivation, having gone through life and death, he had only just barely touched the threshold of the Seventh Turn.

Looking again at that young man in the light screen—hands in his pockets, not even a drop of sweat, his expression completely calm from start to finish—his own thirty years of persistence felt like a joke!

The adjutant stood behind him, his Adam's apple bobbing. He gathered his courage and asked in a low voice: "Commander, with this kind of combat power, could Big Shot Qingfeng be some great master who went into seclusion for years? Perhaps he even knows disguise techniques; otherwise, how could he be this formidable!"

Xiao Zhenjiang turned his head abruptly, his eyes solemn, his tone carrying a trace of a cold scoff: "Arduous cultivation? You're joking with me! Even if you added their ages together, they wouldn't be as old as your son, so what are you talking about with arduous cultivation!"

The adjutant was shocked, his face full of disbelief: "Ah?! How is that possible! My son is already over forty, and my grandson is almost ready to awaken! Are you saying..."

"Yes, he is a high school student, only eighteen years old, who just finished this year's awakening ceremony not long ago!" Xiao Zhenjiang's words were like a thunderclap exploding in the adjutant's ears, shaking his mind so violently that he couldn't recover for a long time.

At eighteen, he already possessed the strength to crush a Seventh-Turn powerhouse and treat the Heavenly Dao Lightning Tribulation as nothing. Such talent and combat power were hard to find opponents for across the entire galaxy; it was simply inconceivable!

Xiao Zhenjiang's gaze fell back to the light screen, and he ordered in a deep voice: "Pass on my death order! The Supreme Command will give unconditional green lights to all of Jiang Feng's actions! Anyone who dares to interfere or meddle with his decisions will be dealt with directly for treason and executed on the spot!"

The adjutant snapped back to reality, straightened his body, stood at attention, and saluted loudly: "Yes!"

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Across the ocean, in the Beacon Country command conference room.

Wilson looked like his spine had been pulled out, slumped in his leather seat like a pile of mud, his eyes hollow.

A minute ago, he was still praying with red eyes for the heavenly lightning to strike Jiang Feng dead.

Now, his worldview had completely shattered into dust.

Jiang Feng hadn't moved a finger the entire time, his expression lazy and indifferent. That Dimensional-Ascension Heavenly Tribulation, which could wipe out a nation's fortune and crush an Abyss Demon Emperor, had actually become an appetizer for someone's pet, not even qualifying to make him glance up at it!

"Meeting adjourned..." Wilson squeezed the hoarse words out of his throat.

A general stood up, unwilling to accept it: "Commander, the deployment of the Third Defense Line against Huaxia..."

"I told you the meeting is adjourned!!!"

Wilson, like a mad cat whose tail had been stepped on, slammed his fist into the conference table, cracking it, and roared hysterically: "Immediately withdraw all covert agents from Huaxia! Halt all trade sanctions! Anyone who dares to provoke that monster, I will personally skin them alive and send them to a military tribunal!"

The generals in the room were silent, not a single one daring to make a sound.

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Fusang Country.

The Sword Saint Chiba Shuichi stared fixedly at the live broadcast screen, his ten fingers frantically pulling at his hair, his face twisted.

He scrambled to log out of the game, reached back to pull the samurai sword off the wall, and with a "clang," smashed it onto the conference table. The glass curtain wall shattered in response, shards splashing all over the floor!

The so-called plan for revenge?

It's all bullshit! If even the Heavenly Dao Lightning Tribulation couldn't kill Jiang Feng, then for that man who couldn't even be bothered to take action against the Heavenly Tribulation himself, his own proud Iaijutsu wasn't worth a fart!

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Gao Li Country.

Min Se-hun's face was as white as putty.

He tremblingly grabbed the encrypted communicator and roared at the family high-ups: "Sell! Sell all the shares of the overseas mining areas! Convert them into gold coins immediately! Go and act like grandsons to the Su Family in Huaxia, buy the low-tier colored equipment in their hands at any cost! If we want to survive, we can only beg for our lives by looking at Huaxia's face now!"

Min Se-hun was filled with despair and unwillingness, but he had no way out.

He finally recognized the reality.

He and Jiang Feng were simply not in the same dimension.

The other party was in the hundredth dimension, while he was merely one-dimensional dust.

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Demon Realm World channel.

The scrolling speed of the chat subtitles directly broke the limit of the naked eye; the system's main brain even lagged for a moment, forced to divert traffic urgently.

"Foster father! Please accept a bow from your child! To be able to swallow the Heavenly Lightning Tribulation raw, this is the true god!"

"My goodness, Brother Feng's pet is directly canonized as a god? One bite per Heavenly Tribulation?"

"I was still sweating for Brother Feng just a moment ago... I'm sorry, I'm trash; I'm not worthy of questioning a god!"

"Hahaha, hilarious! The Western dogs who were barking wildly just now have all gone mute! So satisfying!!"

...

But no one realized that this was just the beginning; the true terror was still waiting for them ahead.