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84: Chapter 84 System Analysis Failed! Jiang Feng's Physical Body Transcends, Big Shots Line Up to Guard the Gate!

In his field of vision, dark golden system notifications were flashing frantically.

Jiang Shuyun stared intently at the two lines of text on the panel: "Permanent Exemption from Realm Suppression" and "Forced Resurrection Once."

This was, for crying out loud, the top-tier causality-law life-saving trump card on Blue Star!

Countless powerhouses would go mad with envy just looking at it.

Her brain simply crashed.

As a top-tier business elite, she usually calculated interests and would pinch every penny until it hurt.

Yet, this wisp of law that Jiang Feng bestowed upon her so casually crushed her so-called "business logic" into the dirt.

With this heaven-defying trump card, even if she were to storm into the lair of Beacon Country alone to negotiate in the future, she could point at Wilson's nose and curse, without fearing any form of physical annihilation.

She gripped the corner of her clothes tightly and swallowed hard.

"Th-this is too valuable... I-I didn't do anything..."

Her cheeks flushed slightly, her voice trembled, and her fingertips turned white from gripping so hard; where was the capability of the usual strong career woman? "I really don't deserve such a gift!"

Jiang Feng lay slumped in the rocking chair without even lifting his eyelids.

"Just take it."

His tone was strangely indifferent.

It was just something he didn't need that he casually tossed to her.

He didn't need her to be overly grateful; he only needed her to deal with the flies on the periphery so they wouldn't annoy him.

"Thank you..." Jiang Shuyun gripped the corner of her clothes tightly, her eyes welling up with tears.

In this moment, no one knew what she was thinking.

Compared to her reaction, the military side was much more direct, completely unreserved.

The hot-tempered "General Mad Dog" Li Yan felt his legs go weak, and his hulking frame leaned forward.

"Thud!"

His kneecaps slammed hard against the blue bricks.

The brick surface instantly cracked with spiderweb-like fissures.

Zhang Changlin followed closely behind, both knees hitting the ground with a dull thud.

Li Yan's body trembled violently, his eyes turning red, and two lines of tears streamed down his scarred face.

He braced his hands firmly against the ground, the veins in his neck bulging, and roared at the top of his lungs.

"The grace of Divine Venerable Qingfeng is like a rebirth!"

His voice carried a hint of pathological fanaticism: "My life, Old Li's, is yours from now on! Wherever you point, I will strike!"

Zhang Changlin pressed his hands to the ground, his forehead resting on the back of his hands, his voice hoarse but firm: "Willing to die for the Divine Venerable! The entire military is at your command at any time!"

An extra life, and the ability to ignore realm suppression.

In the future, when the Huaxia military faces those hundreds-of-level foreign monsters on cross-server battlefields, they could just strap on explosives and charge forward.

This was the ultimate foundation for protecting their home and country!

Xiao Zhenjiang stood in the back.

This Huaxia commander, a Seventh-Turn peak powerhouse.

For fifty years, he had single-handedly carried the national destiny of Huaxia, walking on thin ice while facing the encirclement of the West and the Abyss.

He stared fixedly at the golden light flickering on the back of his hand.

His grayish-white hair fluttered in the night wind.

Xiao Zhenjiang slowly bent his right knee.

One knee touched the ground.

He raised his hands, clasped them together, and held them high above his head.

His eyes were bloodshot, reflecting the emotion and relief of shedding a thousand-catty burden after fifty years.

"Huaxia... Huaxia finally has a true invincible sky!"

Xiao Zhenjiang's voice choked with emotion, his eyes rimmed with red, "Jiang Feng, please accept this old man's bow!"

This was the absolute peak of power, completely submitting to the absolute peak of strength.

In the face of absolute dimensional suppression, worldly titles were not even worth the toilet paper used to wipe one's ass.

They were not kneeling before an eighteen-year-old student.

But before a true god who could crush the Heavenly Dao with a casual gesture!

Jiang Feng looked at the bigwigs kneeling all over the ground, a faint curve appearing at the corner of his mouth; the coldness he showed to outsiders was gone, replaced by a bit of relaxation: "Get up, there's no need for this."

He slightly raised his right hand and waved it casually, back of the hand facing outwards.

A gentle yet irresistible force instantly dispersed, softly supporting the four men's knees.

The four felt their legs lighten; that invisible, immense force was not overbearing at all, but rather like a spring breeze brushing past, making their tense bodies relax and causing them to stand up straight involuntarily.

"Taking these things doesn't mean you have to be servile."

Jiang Feng withdrew his hand, his tone plain but warm: "My parents are getting on in years and like peace and quiet; just take care to block out all that messy commotion outside."

Upon hearing this, their tense nerves instantly relaxed.

The eighteen-year-old youth before them clearly possessed the strength to crush everything, yet now, wearing loose pajamas and speaking in a peaceful tone, he inexplicably made them feel at ease.

They no longer dared to keep their heads bowed; instead, they straightened their backs, bowed deeply, and saluted, their eyes full of awe and gratitude: "Please rest assured, Divine Venerable! We will definitely not fail our mission!"

After speaking, the four retreated carefully out of the backyard gate, not daring to make any unnecessary sound the entire time, yet they felt a bit more heartfelt conviction than the previous fearful silence.

The people had all left.

The golden halo left behind by the shattered Heavenly Dao also gradually dissipated.

The evening breeze blew across the lawn.

Jiang Feng stood where he was, suddenly frowning.

Deep within his body, an extremely scorching fluctuation suddenly exploded!

This was the source of his exclusive divine skill [Godly Tyrant Body ยท Indestructible Through Ten Thousand Calamities]!

The Tyrant Body source, usually dormant in his cells, was now seeing its temperature skyrocket.

His blood flow instantly maxed out, and his blood vessels bulged under his skin like coiling dragons.

Jiang Feng raised his right hand.

Beneath the skin of his palm, black-gold lightning was jumping frantically.

The surrounding space was actually being scorched by this power, creating tiny, black cracks!

The system's mechanical voice exploded in his mind, even mixed with the harsh sound of an electrical short circuit.

[Warning! Detected that the host's physical body data has severely overflowed the limit...]

[Law Conflict! Godly Tyrant Body is forcibly analyzing high-dimensional source...]

[System attempting to redefine physical body level... Analysis failed...]

Jiang Feng casually opened his attribute panel.

The exaggerated number "24,000 Tera" in the HP bar was now flashing frantically, jumping with a bunch of garbled code.

He had crushed the Heavenly Dao phantom and re-divided the laws.

This casual action had completely loosened the deepest, ancient rules of Blue Star.

Jiang Feng watched the violent lightning on his hand.

Having absorbed a massive amount of attribute points, this seemingly mortal body of his could no longer contain power of this dimension.

[Godly Tyrant Body] was about to usher in a final breakthrough.

Once he crossed this threshold, he would completely trample this broken panel under his feet, jump out of the system's definition, and step into a super-high-dimensional realm that even the rules could not estimate.

The black-gold lightning slowly retracted, hiding back under his skin.

The scorching sensation was forcibly suppressed.

Jiang Feng shook his wrist.

He knew very well that this was just building up strength before the transformation.

The night grew deep.

Inside the house, Jiang Jianguo's snoring was thunderous.

The old couple had worn max-level divine gear to grind monsters today and were indeed exhausted.

Li Hu was sleeping on a floor mat in the living room, hugging a red-tier greatsword tightly, drooling at the corner of his mouth, having a daydream about dominating the entire server.

On the street outside Tianshu Dragon Garden.

Three military troop carriers started silently and quickly drove away from the intersection.

Following Jiang Feng's instructions, the military security personnel withdrew completely.

Jiang Feng carried a cup of warm water and walked onto the second-floor balcony.

He released his divine sense casually, instantly covering a radius of ten miles.

The next second, he raised an eyebrow.

Outside the large iron gate of Dragon Garden. There were no soldiers with live ammunition; instead, there was a group of sneaky figures.

The richest man in the capital, Lin Zhenbang, was wearing dark blue silk pajamas, with hotel white slippers on his feet. He held a telescopic baton for self-defense tightly in his hand.

Beside him, the real estate tycoon Zhao Sihai, worth trillions, was just draped in a mink coat, his hairy legs bare and shivering uncontrollably in the cold wind.

Dozens of business giants and chaebol leaders who controlled the economic lifeline of Huaxia.

At this very moment, they were lined up in two extremely neat rows, patrolling back and forth along the high wall. Each of their movements was stiff, and their expressions were as tense as if they were clearing mines.

No one dared to have a single word of complaint. Even less did anyone dare to go home and sleep.

Lin Zhenbang sniffed his frozen nose and lowered his voice to wink at Zhao Sihai: "Old Zhao, you go to that intersection and keep a close watch! Even if it's a wild dog, don't you dare let it in to disturb Divine Venerable Qingfeng's sleep!"

Zhao Sihai tightened his mink coat and gripped his baseball bat hard: "Understood, President Lin! This is a heaven-sent opportunity that we've cultivated eight lifetimes of good fortune to get! Usually, we wouldn't even be qualified to guard the door for the Divine Venerable!"

They didn't even dare to breathe loudly.

Living in the yard was the living ancestor who had just crushed God like a bug!

Faced with this absolute suppression that even "dimensional reduction strike" couldn't describe, life and death were just a thought away for him. Being able to serve as a temporary security guard here was already the safest and most glorious way they could think of to save their lives.

Jiang Feng took a sip of warm water.

Watching this group of incredibly comical old men outside the wall, he shook his head speechlessly, put down the water glass, turned around, walked back to the bedroom, and casually pulled the curtains.

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