Australia was where the monster outbreak had first begun. Now monsters roamed everywhere, and hardly a living person remained.
In its largest city, an enormous Outer Regions Divine Temple had been built. Monsters of every kind wandered the streets, perhaps more than ten million in all. Yet not a single one was Fifth Level or above, beyond the Yin Spirit level.
A dome of white light covered the temple like an upturned bowl. The monsters did not dare come within a mile of it.
Then the clouds overhead seemed to catch fire. Something immense smashed through them and fell.
Boom!
A mushroom cloud billowed upward. The explosion had struck almost beside the conspicuous temple.
The powerful shield of divine power held against the nuclear blast for only a few seconds before shattering like an eggshell.
The entire building came apart like a stack of blocks in a gale, then crumbled to dust.
As for the monsters, no matter how strong their bodies were, the blast's surging energy either vaporized them in an instant or killed them outright.
More nuclear warheads fell across Australia, one after another. Dozens detonated in rapid succession, sending mushroom clouds rising across the land.
These were third-generation nuclear weapons: immensely powerful, but far less radioactive than the first and second generations.
Within ten years of the blasts, radiation levels would fall back to normal at the latest.
This was the second time Great Chu had used nuclear weapons. The first had been near the end of the Thirty Years' War, when Great Chu had dropped seventeen or eighteen warheads on Rìwán itself, terrifying its enemies and securing a decisive victory.
It was just as An Ruoshui had said. Truly powerful experts had difficulty entering the Great Chu World. Given that world's unique conditions, any number of