By the time the news reached the Divine Capital, more than ten days had already passed. But because the matter was top secret, there were only a handful of people in the entire Divine Capital who truly knew this astonishing news.
"Splitting East Wind Missiles with a sword? Something like that can really happen? What kind of cheat-code divine descent is this..."
After Liu Guangzheng heard the full account, his expression did not change in the slightest. It was not that he had reached the state of remaining unruffled even if Mount Tai collapsed before him. Rather, the entire matter was simply too fantastical, making him wonder whether he had been thinking about it by day and dreaming of it by night—and whether he was actually dreaming right now.
It was not as if he had never read the Daoist scriptures. In his previous life cycle, after treacherous ministers had stolen his nation, he could be said to have read through ten thousand scriptures.
After all, he was a transmigrator. Having discovered such a transcendent path where great power returned to oneself, he naturally wanted to walk it.
And precisely because he had studied it so deeply, he knew with piercing clarity where the limits of Daoists truly lay.
If Daoists of the past had possessed this kind of combat power, this world would probably have long since become a world belonging to Daoists. How could mere mortals possibly have held supreme authority?!
And while he had long known that Heavenly Demons were difficult to deal with, the worst scenario he had envisioned was merely that the Heavenly Demon could flee very quickly—escaping the missile blast radius the instant it detected the missiles.
But directly destroying five missiles? If he could even blow up missiles, why had he not simply