88: Chapter 88: Directly Utilizing National Weapons, Cultivators Were Blown to Ashes
Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan's shrill scream was instantly torn apart in the night sky by the whistling sound of something breaking through the air.
His "Blood Escape Technique," which he was so proud of, had only just condensed a layer of blood mist, and his body had not yet fully etherealized.
Above his head, that deadly pressure came crashing down like Mount Tai pressing upon the summit!
Ten thousand meters above, a pitch-black "Reaper" military drone, resembling a phantom in the dark night, was hovering steadily.
On the weapon pylon under its belly, a ten-million-dollar precision-guided "Hellfire" micro-thermobaric missile had already detached from the hook, spewing a scorching tail flame.
Under the centimeter-level guidance of a military satellite, it was like a Reaper's scythe that had grown eyes, locking tightly onto the blood-colored afterimage frantically fleeing across the playground!
On the viewing platform, Qin Yuan leaned comfortably against a leather sofa, swirling the red wine in his goblet.
Watching the targeting crosshair on the monitor screen continuously shrinking, a hint of an extremely cruel sneer curled up at the corners of his mouth.
"Talk about Immortal virtue?"
"This ten-million-dollar Hellfire of mine is specifically used to send your Immortal virtue to the afterlife."
"BOOM—!!!"
The next second! A heaven-shaking, terrifying roar exploded on the west playground of Jingcheng University!
The entire earth trembled violently because of it!
A blinding, orange-red fireball, resembling a small sun, instantly rose into the air in the center of the playground!
A thermobaric missile!
This was a terrifying weapon of mass destruction known as a "sub-nuclear weapon"!
The moment it exploded, it would not only generate a shockwave capable of destroying everything, but more terrifyingly, it would instantly consume all the oxygen in the blast zone and generate a terrifying high temperature of up to three thousand degrees!
At this temperature, even steel would instantly vaporize!
Let alone a mortal flesh and blood body!
"Rumble—!"
The violent shockwave, mixed with scorching heat, swept across the surroundings like a category twelve hurricane!
Even hiding on the bulletproof viewing platform hundreds of meters away, Qin Yuan could feel the thick bulletproof glass trembling and groaning violently.
"Holy crap! Boss! This commotion is way too big!"
Gu Qianqian was so scared she quickly covered her ears, and the tablet in her hand almost fell to the ground.
"This is a military thermobaric missile! Aren't you afraid of tearing this school apart?"
Qin Yuan took a sip of red wine nonchalantly.
"The authority was given by my grandfather; it would be a waste not to use it."
"Besides, to deal with a monster who calls himself an Immortal Venerable, if you don't serve him some heavy artillery, how could he know what awe is?"
Shangguan Waner stood to the side, watching the mushroom cloud slowly rising over the playground, a flash of deep apprehension in her eyes.
Is this the foundation of the Qin Family?
Being able to mobilize the military's heavy weaponry for precision strikes at will.
In the face of such absolute industrial violence, any individual's martial prowess and schemes appeared so pale and powerless.
No wonder she had lost so miserably.
On the playground, the blinding firelight gradually dissipated, and thick smoke and the smell of burning filled the air.
The originally flat green lawn had completely changed its appearance.
Centered on the explosion point, the land within a hundred-meter radius had actually been burned directly into crystallized glass by that terrifying three-thousand-degree heat!
Under the moonlight, it reflected a weird and terrifying dark red luster.
And in the center of that glazed scorched earth, a huge deep pit with a diameter of over ten meters had appeared.
"Let's go, let's go see if our Immortal Venerable is cooked."
Qin Yuan put down his wine glass, stood up, and straightened his trench coat.
Under the guard of Tan Lang and several Shadow Guards, he walked out of the viewing platform unhurriedly.
His leather shoes stepped on the creaking vitrified ground, making a crisp sound.
The group arrived at the edge of the huge deep pit.
The beam of the searchlight shone straight down to the bottom of the pit.
"Tsk tsk, how miserable."
Gu Qianqian poked her little head out to take a look and couldn't help but gasp.
There, in the center of the pit bottom, lay a "humanoid charcoal" that was charred all over and emitting wisps of black smoke.
Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan.
This Immortal Venerable of Tribulation Transcendence who had dominated the universe in his previous life.
At this moment, where was there any trace of the arrogance and aura of "slaying immortals with one sword" from when he first appeared?
The clothes on his body had long been burned to nothing by the high temperature.
His long hair had also been burned away completely, turning him into a shiny black bald head.
The skin all over his body had been burned into charcoal, and one could even see the dark red flesh rolled up inside.
He lay at the bottom of the pit like a dying stray dog, splayed out.
Black smoke was still continuously puffing out of his mouth.
"Hah... hah..."
Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan's chest rose and fell weakly; he was taking in more air than he was expelling, and a rasping sound like a bellows came from his throat.
He was not dead yet.
As a reincarnated Immortal Venerable, although this body of his was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, at the last moment of the explosion, he had crazily burned his original essence blood, forcibly condensing a thin phantom of the Dharma Golden Body on the surface of his body.
That was how he barely managed to keep his last breath.
But now, he had completely become a cripple.
A cripple suffering ten thousand times more than death.
Qin Yuan stood at the edge of the pit, looking down condescendingly at this piece of humanoid charcoal, without a shred of pity in his eyes.
"Immortal Venerable?"
Qin Yuan's voice, carrying a hint of extreme mockery, echoed in the pit.
"Didn't you just say that modern science is all trash?"
"I wonder how this piece of trash of mine, which cost ten million, tastes?"
At the bottom of the pit, Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan struggled to turn his eyes, which had been burned until only a slit remained.
He stared fixedly at the man standing high above on the edge of the pit.
Humiliation.
Endless humiliation and unwillingness gnawed at his heart like a venomous snake!
He, a dignified Immortal Venerable, had actually been blown into this ghostly state by a mortal using such a piece of "clever but useless" iron junk!
This was the greatest humiliation he had suffered in eight hundred years!
"You... don't get cocky..."
Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan used all his strength to squeeze out a few broken syllables from that charred mouth.
"This Venerable... is destined by heaven..."
"Even if... I am smashed to pieces..."
"My disciple... Thousand-Year-Old Demon Lin Qingxuan..."
In Immortal Venerable Chen Beixuan's eyes, a flash of madness and hope, like the final flare of a dying light, suddenly erupted.
"He is... the Thousand-Year-Old Demon... with boundless magic power..."
"He will definitely... definitely cross the realms to come here... and grind you, this ant... into dust!"
"Oh? Thousand-Year-Old Demon?"
Qin Yuan raised his eyebrows, a strange smile appearing on his face.
He turned his head and looked at the empty space behind him.
There, no one was there.
"Since your Immortal Venerable master misses you so much."
Qin Yuan snapped his fingers, his tone playful.
"Then why don't you come out and say hello to him."