The United States establishes the Earth Alliance
"Xiaofeng, I will use the Nine Heavens Gang Thunder to help you temper your body and condense pure Yang power, so that you can step into the Yang God Realm!"
“But this clone of mine is about to dissipate and will be unable to protect you. During this time, you are very likely to be destroyed, after all, you have seen the power of the Nine Heavens Thunder.”
"If you don't want to take the risk, it's not too late to back out now."
A resolute look flashed in Ye Feng's eyes, and he nodded.
“Master, I’m willing to take the risk.”
The path of cultivation is inherently defying the heavens.
To follow the natural order is to be mortal; to defy it is to be immortal.
If you want everything to go smoothly, then you might as well not take this path at all.
"very good!"
The master nodded with satisfaction, and with a flick of her slender hand, she summoned bolts of Heavenly Thunder that instantly engulfed Ye Feng.
Of course, she had secretly reduced much of the power of these Nine Heavens Thunderbolts.
Otherwise, with Ye Feng's current cultivation level, he wouldn't be able to withstand it at all, and would be instantly destroyed.
Even so, when these lightning bolts struck Ye Feng, they still tore his skin open and left him covered in blood.
All the protective spiritual energy was destroyed instantly.
Before the Nine Heavens Thunder, no protective measures are of any use; they are as fragile as an eggshell.
"Let the lightning strike even harder."
Ye Feng raised his hands high, his body soaring into the air, summoning his Yin God and Yang God avatars.
Along with the Hell Furnace, it was also brought out to receive the baptism of the Nine Heavens Thunder.
Click!
Click!
Terrifying bolts of lightning descended, like a violent storm.
Looking into the distance, one could see that the entire sky above the capital was filled with lightning, turning into a sea of thunder.
Ye Feng was like a small boat on the sea, quickly swallowed by the giant waves.
High in the sky, the master's clone had mysteriously disappeared, transforming into a pure spiritual energy that entered Ye Feng's body to help him overcome this tribulation.
Ye Feng immediately felt a powerful spiritual energy rising within his body, and the wounds on his body surface began to heal rapidly.
But before the blood could form a scab, the terrifying Nine Heavens Thunder struck, tearing open a new wound. Blood once again covered the body's surface, and the flesh rolled outwards.
Ye Feng was knocked down from the sky and turned into a piece of charred remains, constantly emitting black smoke.
A burnt smell filled the air.
At the same time, the physical forms of the Yin God and the Yang God in mid-air were gradually dissipating.
Jiang Yinuo and the others were shocked when they saw this scene from afar.
"Junior Brother!"
Tears welled up in Jiang Yinuo's eyes, and she was about to rush over in a fit of emotion.
Huang Fengyi quickly pulled her aside.
"Seventh Brother, don't be impulsive. Trust Xiaofeng, he'll be alright."
The hearts of Lan Yu, Xiahou Ba, and Fatty Situ, who were standing nearby, were in their throats.
They watched helplessly as Ye Feng was beaten to a pulp, unable to help him in any way, their hearts filled with struggle and pain.
"No, Xiaofeng!"
Lan Yu's large, watery eyes were filled with tears, and the front of her clothes was soaked with tears.
The old weasel remained relatively calm, perhaps because, as a mythical creature, its intuition was far more acute than that of ordinary people.
"Don't panic, everyone. I can sense that the sect leader is not dead yet; there is still a trace of life remaining in his body."
The second master suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
"In that case, I can rest assured."
After saying that, he grabbed the old weasel's shoulder, preparing to settle accounts with the old man later.
He was inexplicably swatted away by this old guy's fart. If he hadn't dodged quickly, he would have been killed long ago.
Even now, he still has a strong stench.
Everyone around him kept their distance.
"You old bastard, you just made me suffer terribly."
The second master gritted his teeth, wishing he could tear the old weasel in front of him apart and skin him alive.
The old weasel instinctively moved to the side, pried the other's hand off its shoulder, and laughed awkwardly.
"You're making it easy for people to misunderstand."
Just as hope was rising in everyone's hearts, and they were eagerly watching Ye Feng, waiting for him to stand up.
Suddenly, large patches of dark clouds surged in from high above.
Thunder roared, converging into a massive bolt of lightning that descended from the sky, instantly obliterating Ye Feng's corpse.
After the thunder subsided, the spot was completely clean, as if Ye Feng had never existed.
Everyone was shocked.
"Xiaofeng..."
Ye Xuan spat out a mouthful of blood, and then everything went black as he fainted.
The Dragon Lord was equally heartbroken.
Just when everyone thought all the crises were over, Ye Feng unexpectedly met his untimely end.
All of this was instantly broadcast globally via satellite.
America.
This country, now turned into a zombie apocalypse, is beyond saving.
The remaining American people spontaneously formed an alliance to struggle for survival.
The city of doomsday had long been overrun by the zombie army.
Even in the deep underground beehive structures, zombies often dig tunnels to sneak in, causing many casualties.
Foreign Minister Ghosn was currently in a secret room inside the underground Hive.
Unlike ordinary people outside who live in constant fear and hiding.
As a high-ranking leader in the United States, Ghosn enjoyed extremely privileged treatment.
Even though he was hiding in this dark and sunless burrow like a groundhog, it didn't stop him from enjoying Lafite wine.
Ghosn was clearly in a good mood, gently swirling the red wine in his glass, his feet propped up on his desk, looking at the satellite display screen in front of him.
From above, one can clearly see everything that is happening inside the ancestral hall of the Great Xia capital.
"Ye Feng is finally dead."
"Hehe, Dr. Jones, there's an old saying in Great Xia, 'struck by lightning,' that's what it's about, isn't it?"
Beside him, Dr. Jones, wearing a white coat, was smiling broadly.
"Now, no matter how strong Ye Feng's vitality is, he can't withstand the bombardment of the Nine Heavens Thunder."
After all, even demons like the Chaos Demon King, the World Destroyer Demon King, and the Demon Dragon, who were comparable to the Dao Integration stage, were all annihilated by the Nine Heavens Gang Lightning, let alone Ye Feng.
Ghosn downed the red wine in his glass in one gulp.
"In this way, our plan can proceed smoothly."
Dr. Jones nodded and said.
"Even if Ye Feng doesn't die in the end, he will be powerless once our plan is launched."
Then.
U.S. Foreign Secretary Ghosn signed an important document, which was released globally.
The contents of the document, once released, immediately shocked the world...
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