104: Chapter 104 The Laws of Heaven and Earth

In the darkness, human panic began to intensify.

The lights in the air-raid shelter flickered amidst voltage fluctuations; some people hugged their arms tightly, their bodies trembling uncontrollably.

The cries of infants echoed within the confined space.

Some whispered prayers, some muttered to themselves, while many more simply stared silently at the walls.

Chen Mo simply watched.

He watched as the distant sky rose and the horizon slowly receded.

The Early Stage of the disaster was the most violent.

Once this wave passed, and as Spiritual Qi began to take effect, the disaster would gradually return to calm.

He could only watch all of this.

His power was only so great; he could only protect those within his range of coverage.

The disaster did not stop.

The super rainstorm continued to expand, volcanic ash particles rubbed violently in the sky, and enormous volcanic thunderstorms erupted simultaneously above global volcanic belts.

Purple lightning split through the ash columns, each clap of thunder sounding like artillery fire; even in cities hundreds of kilometers away, circuits and communication equipment were burned out by electromagnetic pulses.

Yunmeng River.

The floodwaters upstream were converging into a flood peak.

Mountains shattered by earthquakes mixed countless mud, sand, and rocks into the water, and the mountain torrents swept it all away, surging downstream with immense momentum and extreme speed.

Chen Mo, above Han City, sensed that flood peak hundreds of kilometers away.

A flood tens of kilometers wide, mixed with mud and rocks—if left to rush down in its current direction, the entire Yunmeng Province would be cut in two.

Everything in its path would be flattened, affecting hundreds of millions of people.

He could not just watch.

At the same moment, the emergency monitoring department within Han City also discovered this flood peak.

The data on the screens surpassed all records in human history.

No, it was a scale this planet had never seen before.

The operator's hands were trembling.

The news was reported level by level.

When the various high-level officials heard that "a flood tens of kilometers wide is heading towards Han City," the room went silent for a moment.

Then someone asked: "Chen Mo... can he stop it?"

A flood peak tens of kilometers wide is not a mountain, not a base, not a nuclear bomb.

It is a wall made of water; even if blown apart, it would just converge again.

How can one stop it?

Just then, a young observer pointed at the screen and said: "Look."

Above Han City, that pale golden light began to expand.

The light was condensed; golden lines extended outward from the center, weaving into a skeleton, then filling in muscle, skin, and contours.

Five hundred meters.

One thousand meters.

One thousand five hundred meters.

Three thousand meters.

[Law of Heaven and Earth]

A three-thousand-meter-tall golden giant stood above Han City, its body of light acting like an inextinguishable lighthouse in the darkness.

Its head and shoulders reached into the low-hanging clouds, which were pushed away the instant they touched the golden light, forming a huge circular hole above its head.

Sunlight poured down from that hole, shining onto the giant's shoulders, then refracting into countless pale golden rays that scattered in all directions.

Inside the command center, hundreds of eyes were focused on the same screen.

No one spoke, no one moved.

And just then, above Han City, the golden giant suddenly disappeared.

Every frame of the camera had captured its figure.

In the previous frame it was still there; in the next, only the closing hole in the clouds remained where it had been.

The torrential rain above Han City, which had been blocked by the Force Field, suddenly poured down with a splash.

Cold rain slapped against people's faces; they looked up, staring in the direction where the giant had vanished.

"It's Chen Mo!" someone shouted.

Western Suburb Training Ground.

Cheng Jian stood in the rain, looking up at the spot in the sky where it had disappeared.

Rainwater streamed down his forehead, but he did not blink.

Beside him, someone was staring at the sky with a dazed expression, their lips moving for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "What is this..."

Cheng Jian did not answer.

He had never seen Chen Mo like this before.

A three-thousand-meter-tall golden giant.

For the first time, he realized clearly that his own strength was insufficient to judge Chen Mo's strength.

He used to think he had a rough estimate, but now he realized that the estimate itself was wrong.

In all the meeting rooms of the Xia Nation's high-level officials, everyone held their breath.

They knew of the attack Chen Mo had unleashed on the moon and knew of Chen Mo's power at that time.

But at this moment, facing the empty sky after the golden giant had vanished, they could only stare at the screens with wide eyes, dumbfounded.

And their dumbfoundedness lasted for only a few seconds, because the next instant, Chen Mo had crossed hundreds of kilometers and appeared in front of the flood peak.

From disappearing to appearing, it took no more than six seconds.

The torrential rain had not yet ceased.

Visibility in the environment was almost zero; the rainwater was dyed gray-black by volcanic ash, splashing turbid droplets onto the river surface.

The flood peak was right before him; the body of water, tens of kilometers wide, pressed over like a flowing wall of black, and the low-frequency roar of water and grinding mud and stone made the mountains on both banks tremble.

Through the rain curtain, satellites and international monitoring Systems saw that massive golden light through the clouds.

The heavy rain blocked most visible light, and the transmitted images were blurry, only vaguely showing a huge humanoid outline standing in front of the flood peak.

The golden light pierced through the rain curtain and volcanic ash clouds.

Then, the golden giant raised its hand.

The movement was not fast; one could even say it was very slow.

But during the process of raising it, the air began to tremble, and the gold of the Force Field spread along the arm to the palm.

The light grew denser and denser, until at its peak, it pierced the rain curtain, carving a golden line across the sky beneath the dark clouds.

The hand fell.

A punch.

—There was no sound.

Because at the moment the fist's force was struck, the air was beaten into a vacuum.

In the very center of the flood, a hole with a diameter of tens of kilometers appeared, and everything inside—water, mud, sand, rubble, and the broken wood mixed within—was annihilated.

Everything was annihilated.

The boundaries of the hole were as smooth as if cut by a knife; the surrounding floodwaters took a beat to react before rushing into the hole.

Chen Mo stood in place, watching the hole be filled again, and the flood once more converged into a new flood peak in his perception.

He understood.

As long as the heavy rain did not stop, the flood would eventually build up. Blocking was not as good as diverting.

The golden giant withdrew its hand and turned to face the direction the flood peak was about to flow.

Then it threw a punch.

A punch.

The power within the Inner World gathered on the surface of the fist and was then pushed forward.

The space through which the power passed emitted an extremely thin and short golden line; it was the brief flash emitted when matter underwent ultimate collapse, flashing and then vanishing.

The power extended along the ground, and a river channel tens of kilometers wide, hundreds of meters deep, and hundreds of kilometers long formed the instant his fist's force swept across.

The highlands, hills, and ruins along the way were all directly annihilated.

The earth was cut open into a straight, deep trench, extending from the flood peak's diversion point all the way to the low-lying areas far from the Yunmeng River basin.

When the flood surged to the diversion point, the flow naturally veered.

The massive, turbid torrent turned with great momentum, rushing down along the newly opened river channel, moving further and further away from the direction of Yunmeng Province.

At this moment, people all over the world were watching.

Most of humanity's understanding of Chen Mo's strength was still stuck at the last nuclear explosion in Africa.

But what was in the picture now—a giant spanning hundreds of kilometers and three thousand meters tall, annihilating tens of kilometers of water with one punch, and casually carving out hundreds of kilometers of river channel—had surpassed their cognitive framework.

The absolute power of nature had its course forcibly changed in front of him.

They stared at the screen, motionless.

High-level officials from various countries watched the screen, their hearts and minds shaken.

They were not ordinary people; they had intelligence, and they knew what Chen Mo had done on the moon.

But precisely because of that, they understood even more clearly that since the time Chen Mo left that attack mark on the moon until now, his power had undergone a heaven-and-earth difference.

In a safe house in the West, several Evolvers stared at the images on the screen.

Golden light flashed, and the flood directly disappeared.

"Is this... the Source Power Realm?" someone said in a hoarse voice.

No one answered.

After a while, another voice emerged in a low tone: "God... he is the true God."

Chen Mo did not linger in front of the flood peak.

He turned around.

A golden light streaked across the torrential rain, across the dark clouds, and across a distance of hundreds of kilometers.

The next instant, he had already returned to the sky above Han City.

But he knew this was only the beginning.

More crises were still brewing.

Volcanic ash was still spreading, super cyclones were still rotating, tectonic plates were still colliding, and the planet's expansion was far from over.

He looked up at the distant horizon.

The sky was still rising.