Chapter 410: All Beings Are Equal Under the Blazing Sun

The number of High-level Practitioners assigned to the country of Yunlai is not large, totaling only eight. Except for Wu Eiwei, most are Seven-Tier Cultivators, with only one Eighth-Tier. He is the seventh Personal Disciple of the Sword Master of the Sword Sect, which is to say, Zhang Suannai's Seventh Senior Brother; it is said he only advanced to the Eighth Stage not long ago.

There are also a few High-level Practitioners from Yunlai itself.

This strength is already very formidable.

A Seven-Tier Cultivator from a top-tier sect, on the sea, can have a comprehensive combat capability comparable to a frigate commonly used by the navies of current major powers.

That is, a frigate of this world.

Only with Spirit Power materials, artifact-refining technology, Formation reinforcement, Spiritual Barrier protection, plus weapons and equipment and Hunting Fighters developed specifically for High-level Practitioners, can one guarantee the ability to contend with or even defeat a Seven-Tier Cultivator.

If one were to throw a Seven-Tier Cultivator into the previous world, as long as they were not hit by a nuclear weapon, it would not be difficult at all to wipe out an aircraft carrier strike group.

A few people like this are extremely powerful.

At this moment, a group of people is gathered in a Command Center, listening to the commander describe the situation in Yunlai and future arrangements.

"The problem in Yunlai is not very big, and combat is relatively simple. What needs attention is that the military within Yunlai is severely corrupt, and in recent years they have obtained a large amount of relatively advanced weapons and equipment targeting Cultivators from our country, including Hunter Missiles. We have audited them, and the numbers no longer match up. Plus, the Yunlai military is a disaster area heavily infiltrated by the Mengyue Sect; these weapons and equipment have very likely already fallen into the hands of core members of the Mengyue Sect."

"We won't be fighting the Regular Army, will we?" asked a Seven-Tier Martial Cultivator from the Ming Sect.

"I don't think it will come to that." The commander's wording was very direct, not using ambiguous terms like a politician. "Our country has tight control over Yunlai, and since our arrival, we have already cleared out the core members of the Mengyue Sect in the Yunlai military. Those who should be killed have been killed, and those who shouldn't have been dismissed and placed under control."

The commander paused here: "However, it is very likely that some members of the Mengyue Sect have retired soldiers among their private forces. In this country, it is not uncommon for retired soldiers to become bandits. Coupled with standard-issue equipment, everyone must also be cautious, maintain contact with the Command Center, and call for support in time if you encounter trouble."

Everyone nodded, so as not to capsize in the gutter.

"Speed is the essence of war. I will state the arrangements first. Resolve the problem in Yunlai as quickly as possible; by then, everyone will have adapted, and we will go to support other countries."

"I have fully understood everyone's strength and areas of focus. According to the guidance of the domestic Command Center and based on the different needs of this operation, I will first divide everyone into several small teams to fight at multiple points simultaneously. Lord Zhuang Baicha, your flight speed is fast and your combat power is strong, and it just so happens that the territory of Yunlai is not large, so you will stay behind at the Zhouye City Command Center to capture believers in the capital's urban area, avoiding harm to civilians, and provide support to various places at any time."

"Next, the divisions..."

Chen Shu and Wu Eiwei were assigned to the same team.

It wasn't special treatment; from Chen Shu's observation, many who were assigned together already knew each other, which was evident from their chatting on the road. Moreover, each of them was at least several decades or even over a hundred years old, while Chen Shu and Wu Eiwei were in their early twenties, so they didn't have much common language with them.

At the same time, each team had one Seven-Tier Cultivator from Yunlai itself.

Chen Shu's team was no exception; the Yunlai Cultivator in the team was named Bu Gaoda, who followed the path of a Martial Cultivator.

The official common language of Yunlai is also Chinese, which does not differ much from the Chinese spoken in Yiguo, with only a slight accent, so communication was not difficult.

Familiarizing with team members, assigning tasks.

Carrying their Individual Combat Terminals, the group walked out of the Command Center.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

One figure after another shot into the sky and disappeared into the night sky.

Truly not delaying even for a moment.

As for Chen Shu's team, because of Wu Eiwei's cultivation level, they boarded a Support Aircraft to head to the combat location.

Chen Shu and Wu Eiwei sized up Bu Gaoda.

Bu Gaoda also sized them up.

In his view, these two team members were somewhat unreliable; their temperament was too youthful, and there was actually a Six-Tier Cultivator among them. Wasn't it said that the ancient cultivators sent by Dayi this time were at least Seven-Tier Cultivators?

If that were the case, this mission should be very easy, but as a local, he knew it wasn't that easy.

Bu Gaoda hid his inner worries.

Yunlai is really not big; its land area is not even as large as Yuanzhou. The Support Aircraft took less than an hour to reach the airspace above the combat location.

Through the thick clouds, it was pitch black below.

"Arrived at the mission location."

"Please wait for command."

"Understood."

The Support Aircraft hovered quietly in the night sky.

This was the first strike operation within Yunlai. Yiguo displayed a thunderous momentum; until now, many of the targets for capture were unaware. Either they were unclear that they were targets for capture, or they did not know that Yiguo had already participated in it. Therefore, each small team needed to start acting simultaneously to prevent these people from communicating information to each other, which would lead to some targets running away in advance.

About ten minutes later, a voice came from the Command Center:

"Team Four, please note, the operation begins, landing is permitted."

"Received."

The cabin door of the Support Aircraft opened.

The three of them looked at each other and jumped straight down.

The night wind whistled, scraping their faces coldly.

The clouds appeared as an indistinguishable gray-white in the night, rapidly approaching as they descended. Once they rushed into the clouds, their bodies were quickly dampened. Instructions from the Command Center kept coming through the combat terminal; if one listened carefully, one could also hear the voices of other commanders directing other teams.

Below was a sect of Yunlai.

The sect was not large; it didn't count for much in Yiguo, but in Yunlai, it was a small, well-known major sect.

This sect monopolized many industries in Yunlai, such as earth and stone construction, tobacco, and drugs. Originally, there were two Seven-Tier Cultivators, but the Old Sect Master was killed by the current Sect Master after suffering from Spirit Decay two years ago, and now only one remained.

The three's main target for capture was this Sect Master.

In addition, there were several people within the sect, with varying cultivation levels, from the Fifth or Sixth Stage down to the Third or Fourth Stage. The Command Center did not look at how high their cultivation was, nor did it look at their status within the sect, or even whether their connection to the Mengyue Sect's core circle was close; it only looked at their faith in Cao Ci.

"Whoosh..."

With a soft sound, Spirit Repulsion pushed Chen Shu to accelerate his descent, finally stopping directly above the sect and activating his Spirit Eye to scan below.

Bu Gaoda and Wu Eiwei also stopped beside him.

This sect was quite alert; they immediately discovered them and began to make a series of reactions.

Only hearing Bu Gaoda shout:

"I am the Chief Guard of the Yunlai Royal Family, representing the Royal Family and the Dayi Heavenly Army, here to capture Zong Jing, Pu An..."

This was the requirement of the Command Center: to first state one's identity, indicate the purpose of the visit, and persuade them to surrender, so as to avoid unnecessary fighting and casualties.

After all, they were the Regular Army, not bandits, and the purpose of this operation was not pure slaughter, but to capture as many as possible. Of course, if resistance was encountered and fighting occurred, causing casualties in the battle was inevitable.

With the aid of Spirit Power, the voice of Bu Gaoda echoed in the night sky; no sooner had he finished saying "Do not resist" than the side below began an active attack.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

A piercing sound of breaking air.

Without tail flames or firelight, the missiles shot out instantly, like huge Flying Swords, slicing through the night sky to pierce the firmament.

Chen Shu, at that very instant, caught a subtle fluctuation of Spirit Power; that should have been the location of the missiles.

"Hunter Missiles!"

Bu Gaoda was shocked and pale, dodging at high speed while not forgetting to give a warning.

But he soon discovered that Chen Shu did not dodge or evade at all.

"It's over!"

Bu Gaoda's heart sank.

Almost simultaneously—

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Only hearing the sound of breaking air and sensing the Spirit Power fluctuations, invisible tracers flew out from behind Chen Shu, dozens or hundreds of them in the blink of an eye, meeting the few Hunter Missiles flying toward them and exploding in the air into blinding, intense light.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The few missiles were all destroyed.

"?"

Bu Gaoda was stunned.

Coming from a small place, he was momentarily bewildered and shocked.

Not just him, even Wu Eiwei beside him had eyes flickering incessantly, surprised by the practical combat effectiveness of this new Spell.

"The opponent has fired first."

"Counterattack authorized!"

"Received!"

Chen Shu, however, was not in a hurry to counterattack, instead saying to the two: "Don't be anxious, Hunter Missiles are too dangerous, I will take them out first."

No sooner had he finished speaking than a few more missiles ascended into the sky.

Chen Shu also continued to respond with the Tracer Technique.

This time, he was even bold enough to let the Tracer Technique emit light.

Thus, one could only see stars filling the sky, dragging long tails, flying toward the ground like rain.

The technology of these few Hunter Missiles was still inferior to the most advanced technology of Yiguo, and they had not yet made improvements against the defensive version of the Tracer Technique, so they were easily intercepted by the Tracer Technique for the most part; the only one left that broke through the encirclement had its sensors destroyed, and as it flew, it veered off elsewhere.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

The explosions were like rolling thunder.

Chen Shu observed silently, recording and accumulating experience.

At the same time, he also observed the source of the missile launches.

Not until the missiles below were exhausted and Chen Shu had waited a while with no further movement did he reluctantly begin his counterattack.

He slapped his palm down again.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Invisible tracers suddenly descended from the clouds like a meteor shower, precisely hitting the missile positions discovered earlier. The tracers collided with the Defense Barrier and exploded, emitting rolling thunder and blinding, dazzling light that flashed and vanished in the night.

The modified tracers had become less penetrating, but their destructiveness toward Spirit Power structures had become stronger, and shattering the Spiritual Barrier had also become much easier.

However, it did not matter; this was just a lamp.

Used for illumination.

Chen Shu channeled his full Spirit Power and pointed a finger down—

"Bang!"

The Mountain Piercing Power shot out, piercing through the sect's Defense Barrier from over a thousand meters away and easily taking out a missile launcher.

"Bang!"

Then the second, the third.

Easy and casual.

It left Bu Gaoda staring in a daze.

Not until the voice of the command post came through the individual terminal: "Chen Shu, conduct a wave of long-range strike deterrence, then immediately call for surrender again; if there is no effect, execute the original strike plan to forcibly capture or kill the targets."

"Received!"

Chen Shu silently circulated his Spirit Power.

Bu Gaoda on the side observed secretly; he had now completely changed his mind—could these two be the legendary Saint Son and Saintess that only appear once every thousand years in the top sects of Dayi?

Suddenly, his breathing hitched.

Such strong Spirit Power!

Immediately, he saw a scorching sun rise from afar, ascending above the sect in front and illuminating this night.

Small Blazing Sun Art.

Chen Shu did not dare to use the Great Blazing Sun Art; if he used the Great Blazing Sun Art, perhaps that entire piece of land ahead would turn into crystals, and not a single person would survive. That would be too inhumane, not only killing many people who should not die but also potentially causing Yiguo to be criticized internationally.

But even the Small Blazing Sun Art was terrifying enough.

Now, with the help of the mark, he had reached the Seventh Stage mid-phase; his Divine Power made him stronger than normal cultivation, but his Spirit Sea was already far stronger than a normal person's, and now it would likely not be difficult for him to defeat a normal Seven-Tier Peak of a top sect, let alone a small sect in a small country.

Under the Blazing Sun, all are equal.

The sect's defensive grand array temporarily isolated most of the power of the Small Blazing Sun Art, but the mere heat that permeated through turned the sect's station into a sea of fire.

The intense light made it impossible for people to look directly at it.

It was as if it were the end of the world.

In an instant, who knows how many people were scared out of their wits.

A few seconds later, the sect's defensive grand array was also completely destroyed.

Chen Shu withdrew his hand in time.

The scorching sun vanished in an instant, leaving behind only a burning hill.

The firelight illuminated half the sky, and even the clouds were dyed orange.

Bu Gaoda once again channeled his Spirit Power to the fullest: "I reiterate, this time we are only apprehending the people on the list. Unrelated personnel, put down your weapons, do not make pointless resistance or sacrifices, I repeat..."

The vast majority of people gave up resistance under this world-destroying might, leaving only those who knew they would die, whether they were deep in sin, loyal to the Sect Master, or did not believe Bu Gaoda's words; these people either continued to resist or quietly fled the scene.

This was destined to be futile.

Chen Shu shook his head to himself.

Wu Eiwei, however, was very interested in this, and without a second thought, she flew down with her Sword in hand to engage these people in battle.