The relevant photos quickly spread online.
"Can someone tell me if this was generated by AI?"
"It wasn't generated by AI. Quite a few of East Sakura Country's warships were destroyed."
"I'm going to China. The God of the West is fake. Master Lin can fly, so perhaps the Immortals of the East are real."
Countless people on the International Internet discussed it.
It was still early morning in China, but the news was soon reposted onto China's internet as well.
"Holy crap, Master Lin is awesome!"
"Now I know why Master Lin is so capable in every respect. So he's actually an immortal cultivator!"
"Master Lin: I'm done pretending. I'm coming clean—I'm invincible, do as you please!"
China's internet quickly erupted.
Many people were woken by their relatives and friends before they had even gotten up.
The news shocked the entire world.
At this moment, Newton's Coffin Lid was banging wildly. It could barely hold him down anymore; he wanted to crawl out and take a look.
"What do we do?"
"Our enemy is a cultivator who can fly. Can we still win? Does our country even have a future?"
"No, this can't be real!"
Countless citizens of East Sakura Country were plunged into despair.
Even when several million people had died earlier, they had not been this desperate.
They understood very clearly that gaining benefits came at a price. If sacrificing several million people meant taking Australia, it would absolutely be worth it.
But now, they felt as though the sky had collapsed.
Their enemy was not a human, but a "god."
"Everyone, don't lose heart just yet. We still have hope!"
"Reveal the Genetic Organisms in Australia. Let Lin Chen know how powerful we are in this regard now. If he continues, we'll have the Genetic Organisms