"They're bringing in an even greater force."
Despair spread among the leaders of every nation.
Seven Nascent Soul cultivators had slaughtered half a country's population in a single day.
If that so-called "main force" arrived, what country on Blue Star could possibly stop it?
"What about nuclear weapons?" John Bull's prime minister asked urgently. "Launch nuclear missiles straight into that passage!"
"That won't work." Ye Wenjun shook his head. "There is a powerful repulsive force from the laws near the spatial rift. Missiles would be shredded by spatial turbulence before they could get close. Besides, the speed and divine sense warnings of Nascent Soul cultivators are enough for them to escape the blast radius before a nuclear explosion."
Conventional weapons were useless, and nuclear weapons could not lock on.
Before these survivors of an ancient age, humanity had become fish on a chopping board.
"Does Huaxia have any countermeasures?" Great Russia's leader asked gravely.
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to Ye Wenjun and the Grand Elder.
They all knew that Huaxia had a pillar holding everything steady-the man who had annihilated the Sea Tribe in the East China Sea and cowed the Demon Tribe in Kunlun.
"I've already contacted Advisor Chen." Ye Wenjun took a deep breath.
Chen Family Village, Yicheng.
Inside the Song-Style Courtyard House, spiritual energy churned like white mist.
Chen Lin sat beside the stone table in the back courtyard, listening to Ye Wenjun's report through his specially made phone.
"...That's the situation, Advisor Chen." Ye Wenjun's voice carried undisguised anxiety. "Monkey Philippines is finished. Those seven Nascent Soul cultivators have completed the initial blood sacrifice, and the spatial passage is now stable. More people could arrive at any moment. If we let them expand their territory, all of Southeast Asia could be next, and it could