As they watched Lin Yuan reappear in midair.
All the Dragon Country personnel near Lop Nur fell into a brief, deathly silence.
Then.
A deafening cheer erupted.
"He did it!"
"He really did it!"
"General Lin survived the tribulation!"
"..."
Online, the barrage of comments exploded on an unprecedented scale.
"God Lin is fucking awesome! Who dared say he was dead?"
"This is a Grandmaster! This is seventh-tier Divine Transformation!"
"I was bawling my eyes out just now, and now I'm going to laugh my ass off!"
"Who said God Lin had been reduced to ashes? Show yourself! I'll crawl through the internet and beat your ass!"
"Dragon Country is invincible! Long live God Lin!"
An overwhelming flood of comments packed every screen.
At that moment, hundreds of millions of Dragon Country netizens unleashed their emotions in a frenzy.
The Imperial Capital.
In the family housing compound in the Inner City.
Lin Xiaoxiao leaped onto the couch like a wild child, waving her fists as she laughed and cried.
Mother Lin's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the floor, covering her mouth as she sobbed uncontrollably.
Lin Jianguo's eyes were red. He clenched his fists tightly, unable to utter a word.
In stark contrast to Dragon Country's celebrations.
A deathly silence hung over the senior leadership conference rooms of the Four Overseas Alliances.
The Western Alliance.
The Blond Commander stared at the fair-skinned, upright figure on the screen.
His eyes bulged, bloodshot veins filling them.
"How is this possible..."
"How could he survive being struck by lightning of that magnitude?"
The staff officers beside him looked ashen, trembling like leaves.
That energy had been more terrifying than a high-yield nuclear explosion!
How could human strength possibly withstand such heavenly might?
Yet Lin Yuan had not only endured it-he had