Talk?

The instantaneous deaths of millions had terrified the dozens of countries involved in targeting Bai Yang. After that extreme terror came madness, and they were willing to unleash the most powerful weapon humanity currently controlled.

Nuclear bombs!

At any cost, they had to destroy him!

The world had yet to recover from the deaths of millions when that frenzied roar spread across the globe through the media. The entire world fell silent in an instant, then almost everyone was gripped by panic.

They'd brought out nuclear bombs—the most powerful weapons humanity now controlled. Was the end of the world about to arrive?

Hearing those words, Bai Yang's figure trembled slightly atop the Daoist grounds. He drew a deep breath and gazed resolutely at the heavens and earth around him.

If you wanted war, then war it would be!

Unless he beat these ambitious countries into submission, they wouldn't let the matter rest.

He didn't intercept the nuclear missiles midway with his imperfect artificial intelligence. Bai Yang wanted the whole world to understand clearly: before him, even the most powerful weapons they possessed were nothing but a joke!

Bai Yang had used nuclear bombs himself, so he knew their destructive power better than anyone. Now, he had nothing to fear!

Under the world's watchful gaze, trails of flame streaked across the sky. They were the paths left by rockets carrying nuclear bombs.

Several countries were staking everything on a decisive strike, intent on wiping Bai Yang out with nuclear bombs.

And not just one. There were more than a dozen—in fact, thirty-three!

"My God, the end of the world is coming!"

"More than thirty nuclear bombs exploding at once—even a god couldn't withstand that, could he?"

"The Alps are finished. What could possibly be left there after thirty-three nuclear bombs explode?"