The panic came quickly, but it passed just as fast. Though he had been startled for a moment, he had lived three lives—he had not lived them for nothing. He swiftly grasped the crux of the matter.
If the Child of Heavenly Mandate could truly handcraft nuclear bombs without limit, they would have reached the Divine Capital long ago.
Yet reality was that after the nuclear blast, Zhao Cheng had led his people back into the Southern Wasteland, burned the plank roads, and severed all routes through.
Clearly, nuclear bombs were not something that could simply be made at will.
If they could be replicated freely, the might of nuclear bombs alone would be enough to make the entire realm surrender at the mere whisper of their name.
Daoists can refine thunderfire. In my previous life, I actually wondered whether Daoists could be made to produce advanced modern weapons. But in that life, I never held power from beginning to end. Even if I brought out advanced things, I would only be sewing wedding clothes for someone else. That was why I guarded the secret so fiercely.
So could the nuclear blast have been because of the Yellow Heaven Daoist?!
I remember the earlier memorials mentioning that the Yellow Heaven Daoist had entered seclusion to refine golden pills and prolong his life. Perhaps what he was refining was not some golden pill at all, but a nuclear bomb...
*In my previous life, since I had been sidelined, I took a great interest in Daoist arts and spoke with many Daoists. It was said that a Golden Immortal, even in the mortal world, possessed the great divine ability to condense the essence of all things, refining away every impurity from matter. And what was this "condensing the essence of all things"