Chapter 1 The Sky is High, the Clouds are Pale

The sky was high and the clouds were pale, the great sun rose early, golden light breaking through the clouds, awakening the sleeping world.

The Himalayas were a mess, many mountain forests still bearing the scars of avalanches, and many peaks were cracked, as if after a recent earthquake.

Feng Mingtao, covered in dust, squatted beside the cracked highway. Chu Fan, covered in blood, lay on the road. If his chest wasn't still rising and falling, he would have been indistinguishable from a dead man.

Behind them, in the mountain depression, was their wrecked and overturned SUV.

A day earlier, the two had experienced the most terrifying escape. If not for their skills and a stroke of luck, stumbling upon this depression, they would have been doomed.

Even so, they were both covered in injuries, with broken arms and legs. Especially Chu Fan, who had repeatedly broken his limbs and nearly had his head crushed by a flying boulder.

A night had passed, and the two could only wait for rescue again.

"Old Brother Chu, you really are a jinx. If I ever go out with you again, I'm a dog..."

Feng Mingtao sighed, his arm dangling with a comminuted fracture.

This was the second time he had gone out with Chu Fan. The first time, they encountered a zombie king, escaped for months, and narrowly avoided death several times. If he hadn't entered the Dark, he would have been done for.

This was the second time, first encountering a massive avalanche, then a shockwave, barely escaping death.

Such a jinx was rarely seen.

The unconscious Chu Fan, of course, didn't know he was being called a jinx.

The wait stretched from sunrise until midday. Just as Feng Mingtao was about to give out, he heard a faint sound.

Looking into the distance, he saw helicopters flying overhead, followed by a vast convoy of vehicles driving from the direction of the Himalayas.

"Old Feng's life isn't over yet!"

Feng Mingtao's spirits lifted, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The avalanche had driven out countless wild beasts, and he had endured a hard night.

Soon, the convoy was close.

Taking a closer look, Feng Mingtao was shocked. Not only were many of the vehicles manned by heavily armed special forces, but under the thick green tarpaulins, he could hear faint roars.

He was all too familiar with that sound – the roars of zombies. Was this convoy transporting zombies?

"Here, here!"

Muttering to himself, Feng Mingtao limped and waved his only functioning left arm, shouting at the top of his lungs.

The convoy didn't stop, driving straight past. The last vehicle stopped in front of them, pulling the two men into the car.

"Mr. An, are those your friends?"

In the lead military vehicle, Bai Hu asked curiously.

Facing this Mr. An again, Bai Hu felt a deep sense of awe. He didn't know what had happened to him in just a few months.

But in his presence, he always felt a heavy weight on his mind, a sense of insignificance when facing the vastness of the stars.

"Sort of..."

An Qisheng rubbed his temples, looking slightly tired.

His divine will was too strong, every movement causing immense pressure on his physical body. Suppressing the corpse poison and sorting out the souls for everyone else was, in comparison, insignificant.

Seeing that An Qisheng seemed tired, Bai Hu didn't dare to say more, although he had a bellyful of questions he wanted to ask.

In the past two days, he had been shocked too many times and had accumulated countless doubts.

For example, how was the zombie king suppressed? What was that thing that looked like an evil god's altar? How was An Qisheng able to suppress the corpse poison and save Wang Zhixuan, Qiu Niu, and the others?

And why was he so powerful?

Too many questions filled his mind. He had the man right in front of him, but he couldn't get any answers. Bai Hu was naturally itching with curiosity.

An Qisheng knew his doubts, and he knew that even more people were guessing about him. Even many individuals, forces, and even the desks of several major countries were already filled with intelligence, information, life stories, hobbies, and so on about him.

But he didn't care too much.

He wasn't a fan of being too high-profile, but he never deliberately kept a low profile either. He could hide in the city and also be open to the world. So-called doing as one pleases was nothing more than this.

The sun shines eternally in the sky, so why would it care about the opinions of others?

He wouldn't deliberately bind his hands and feet or even demean himself to accommodate the views and speculations of others.

A dragon can soar through the nine heavens or hide in a stream, but those who only hide in streams and never soar through the nine heavens are just loaches and grass carp. How can they be called true dragons?

To endure when weak and not stand out when strong – what kind of cultivation is that!

Now that he was the best in the world, why not just be the best in the world?

Having the strength of the best in the world but not the bearing and responsibility of the best in the world would ultimately be difficult to achieve great things.

He was the best in the world for three sixty-year cycles in the Jiu Fu Realm and the Human Realm. What was there to worry about on Xuan Xing?

The convoy wasn't traveling fast because the road was too damaged.

A certain barbaric neighbor of Great Xuan once tested a super-large yield nuclear bomb. The explosion directly swept a radius of 400 kilometers and triggered a 5.3 magnitude earthquake.

The previous tremor was even stronger than that, and that was with An Qisheng having taken on most of the force.

But even so, along the way, most of the roads were damaged, and many bridges were directly broken. The shocking sights made the special affairs bureau experts' hearts tremble.

Nuclear bombs were terrifying, but walking nuclear bombs were even more terrifying beyond imagination.

It was fortunate that the zombie king was sealed. If it were to roam the world unbridled, it was unimaginable how terrifying it would be.

Along the way, An Qisheng would periodically cleanse the corpse poison and sort out the distorted souls for Wang Zhixuan and the others. By the time they reached the nearest city, many of the special forces members had gradually woken up.

Not only did they wake up, but they also underwent tremendous changes, almost like a complete transformation, and their physical strength greatly increased.

Zhu Shang, as the only humanoid Great Demon Ghost among the Huang Tian Ten Fiends, naturally had its special characteristics.

Transforming zombies and ghost zombies were only the most superficial uses. A more advanced method was to use its blood to cleanse the bloodlines of ordinary people.

Although its strength was not as good as the other Huang Tian Ten Fiends because it was sealed just after its birth, its mass was still as large as a mountain, and a drop of its blood was enough to crush whales and elephants.

It could naturally be regarded as a top-tier 'elixir', if one could withstand the poison.

In just a day or two, many of the special forces members had fully recovered, leaving only Wang Zhixuan, who was most deeply 'poisoned' due to facing the zombie king Zhu Shang directly.

......

Huff~

Wang Zhixuan suddenly sat up, immediately reaching for the 'glorious grenade' on her waist. Her hand grasped at nothing and her wrist was grabbed.

She was slightly dazed for a moment before looking at Bai Hu, who was holding her wrist:

"Is it you? Where's the zombie king?"

She was still a little confused and didn't know what had happened.

"Rest well. Mr. An said that as long as the residual poison is cleared, this encounter will only be beneficial to you, not harmful."

Bai Hu released Wang Zhixuan's wrist, feeling a faint pain, and couldn't help but smack his tongue: "The zombie king has been resolved, there were no more casualties. Rest assured and recuperate."

"Hmm?"

Wang Zhixuan frowned slightly, and then felt the tremendous changes in her body.

She had been practicing Baodan Sitting Stance for several years and had initially mastered Gangjin. After tempering her internal organs, her physical strength had greatly increased, and she could wrestle with elephants.

But now, she felt that her physical strength was rolling like a vast ocean, more than doubled compared to before?

Lightly clenching her hand, Gangqi seeped out from between her fingers like mud, and she naturally mastered the profound usage of Gangjin. Even, with her eyes slightly closed, she could feel the faint 'gods' in her body.

Seeing the gods seemed not far away from her!

Could this be considered a blessing in disguise?

Feeling the tremendous changes in her body, Wang Zhixuan's eyes were dazed, and a touch of bitterness rose in her heart: "You saved me..."

As she regained consciousness, images floated into her mind. In the darkness, she didn't seem to be completely ignorant.

As the memories of her descent resurfaced little by little, Wang Zhixuan's heart shook, and she felt that the world seemed somewhat unreal, like a dream.

Her heart was filled with a name.

An Qisheng.

An Qisheng…

When they first met, he was far inferior to her, a sickly person who looked like he was not long for this world. The second and third times they met, he had already given her great surprises.

Until she learned that he had killed Mu Longcheng, she already felt somewhat unbelievable, but she didn't expect that he would solve the zombie king!

Why was he able to activate those talismans? What happened after they were blown away?

What kind of adventures had he experienced to be able to leap from a sickly youth to an unparalleled master in just a few years, someone she could only look up to?

Now, he had probably surpassed Seeing the Gods and reached another unknown path…

"Dan Huang?"

Bai Hu saw that she was in a daze and was worried that the residual poison hadn't been cleared.

"I'm fine."

Wang Zhixuan took a deep breath, calmed her complicated emotions, and asked, "Have the follow-up matters been properly handled?"

She forcibly suppressed the urge to ask about An Qisheng, appearing calm on the surface, which Bai Hu admired in his heart.

He thought that if he had suffered such a great disaster, he would never be as calm as Wang Zhixuan.

"Don't worry, everything that should be sealed has been sealed, and everything that should be destroyed has been destroyed. Qing Long is on his way here."

Before Bai Hu could finish speaking, Wang Anfeng, Li Yan, and Jin Chong, who had hurried over, rushed into the ward:

"Old Sister!"

Wang Anfeng hugged his old sister, crying with tears in his eyes, until the latter couldn't help but push him away.

"Xuan'er, it's great that you're okay."

Jin Chong called out affectionately, but before he could finish speaking, Wang Zhixuan kicked him out of the ward:

"Get out!"

"Eh?"

Gu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and his gaze towards Wang Zhixuan changed slightly. Although that kick didn't use real force, the speed was extremely fast, unlike what someone who had just recovered from a serious illness could kick out.

"Things are a bit complicated, I can't explain them in a word or two."

After kicking Jin Chong away, Wang Zhixuan seemed to feel Gu Changsheng's surprise and was about to say something.

Suddenly, she heard an exclamation outside the door:

"Captain Bai Hu, it's bad! Some unknown force has leaked Mu Feng's video online, and now the public opinion has exploded!"

"What??"

Bai Hu's face immediately changed, feeling a burning sensation, as if he had been slapped in the face.

He had just said that he had cleaned up all the loose ends and sealed all the news, but someone had leaked it?

"Videos from unknown sources are circulating on various platforms online and can no longer be suppressed..."

The special forces member who was reporting was sweating profusely, obviously the problem was extremely serious.

"How did you guys seal the information? How could something like this be leaked?!"

Bai Hu's face was ashen. What happened in the Himalayas was too big. Once it was leaked, it would probably cause widespread panic.

"Now is not the time to investigate responsibility. Quickly investigate the cause of the leak and immediately seal the news. Talk to the heads of major platforms, it must be suppressed as quickly as possible!"

Wang Zhixuan's face was also not good-looking, and she immediately ordered.

"We're already doing it..."

The special forces member was covered in cold sweat.

Bai Hu was about to say something when Qing Long's cold voice came from outside the door: "No need to investigate, Ying Long has already found the source. It's from across the ocean, the artificial intelligence 'Poseidon' of the Golden Eagle Country..."

Before he could finish speaking, Qing Long had already stepped into the ward, his expression uncertain: "It can't be sealed anymore. Release the prepared rumors… By the way, pull a few celebrities and social hotspots to divert attention… If it's really impossible, then give the people the right to know…"

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The news, indeed, could not be sealed!

Because this wasn't a hot search in one country, but a major event that simultaneously exploded on social networks around the world!

First, some blurry photos and videos appeared on Hummingbird and Facebook.

Avalanches.

Shockwaves.

Earthquakes.

The catastrophic disasters like tsunamis immediately attracted the attention of countless people.

Because the disappearance of Mount Everest, the world's highest peak, had caused a lingering heat in many countries, these videos and pictures were instantly pushed to the top of the hot search lists.

And the number one hot search was 'The Disappearing World's Highest Peak'!

"Oh my God, such a huge avalanche!"

"Hurricanes, avalanches, oh my God, is this the weather change caused by the airflow collision from the disappearance of Mount Everest? Is nature angry?"

"No, avalanches won't cause such huge shockwaves. These avalanches, hurricanes, earthquakes, and shockwaves are all caused by that huge red light like a battle flag! Is someone testing forbidden weapons?"

"There's a huge monster roaring in the video. Could it really be a monster? Is the 'zombie incident' that was circulating a while ago real?"

These pictures and videos were taken from different angles and were not clear. They were not professionally filmed and edited.

But because of this, the real disaster shocked many people and attracted countless people to forward them madly.

The disappearance of Mount Everest meant that no country other than Great Xuan could completely suppress the hot search. At this time, major events related to Mount Everest naturally exploded in popularity.

Especially after an anonymous account released a repaired and edited satellite video across the ocean, which was discovered and forwarded by the public.

The whole world was completely ignited!