The immortal is beside me

Chapter 40 Chaos
"Warning! Warning! Output overload! Output overload!"

A blinding red light flashed on the monitors, and dozens of barrier generators were all showing disconnected. Over the highway, white fragments of the barrier drifted everywhere, flickering like a broken lightbulb.

The entire barrier had been completely shattered, and the launcher, emitting sparks, tumbled in the raging wind. The technical specialists, braving the whirlwind of sand and rocks, scrambled to the equipment, their hands shaking as they made emergency adjustments. Behind them, smoke and flames intertwined and exploded, shouts echoed, and artillery fire raged.

Amidst flying sand and rocks, Lu Zhenhai ran across the highway under the escort of several specialists. He brushed past the specialists who were holding gun barrels or taking talismans, and finally came to a corner surrounded by a crowd of people.

In the center of the crowd, several medical staff were providing emergency treatment to the injured. Lü Zhenhai glanced sideways and spotted a familiar figure among them.

"Deacon Jiang!"

As far as he could see, Jiang Ruifeng was sitting in the center, his robes etched with a startling burn mark, and a trace of blood still stained his mouth and nose. Lu Zhenhai had been working with him for several years, but this was the first time he had seen him so embarrassed.

Around him, the dozen or so Jiuli cultivators, including the Seventh Elder, were in the same situation as him.

The Demon Suppression Formation was breached, and the backlash on the cultivator controlling the formation was massive, enough to instantly render all within it incapacitated. If it weren't for the central spiritual barrier that blocked the aftermath of the impact, this single blow alone would have been fatal.

This is just a microcosm of the current situation.

The cultivators who had just been at the forefront were all masters who specialized in spiritual power. Under this wave of attack, at least 80% of their own cultivators' combat effectiveness was lost. Meanwhile, the gunners in the rear, who had been less affected, were now attacking, pouring countless bullets at once, shielding their teammates as they rushed forward to rescue the wounded.

"Director Lu," the Seventh Elder, saw Lu Zhenhai coming and spoke in a hoarse voice, "That thing is not a simple Nascent Soul Realm."

After he had uttered just two sentences, he began to cough violently, with some blood foam coming out of his mouth. It was obvious that he had serious internal injuries.

The surrounding specialists were all secretly horrified at the sight. In everyone's mind, the elite troops of Jiuli always had a reputation of suppressing everything they did, but now these dozen elites had been defeated in a single blow. This was like a complete shattering of a myth.

As if to confirm their feelings, the elder's cough had not yet subsided when it was blown away by a sudden gust of wind.

There was a faint scent of flowers in the wind.

Points of light lit up in the air; they were peach petals made up of spiritual power.

Countless petals converged towards the figure in the center. Under the horrified gaze of the crowd, the Dharma body, which had been dimmed by the demon-suppressing formation, shone again. In just a few breaths, its aura returned to its peak!

What exactly is this method? !

Before everyone could figure out this problem, the white Dharma body had already stood up from the mountains, with its blurry eyes lowered, like a god overlooking the world.

An invisible pressure spread across the entire battlefield, like a cold wind blowing around, and everyone shuddered at the same time.

At this time, there was no barrier separating the field, and the unique aura of the strong man rushed straight to the face, and the huge sense of oppression almost suffocated people.

Ice-cold fear surged out from their bones. Even though everyone present was a veteran of countless battles, they felt their hands and feet go cold in the face of such pressure. Those with weaker cultivation and those who had just been injured fell directly to the ground, as if even the strength to stand up had been drained away in an instant.

Under heavy pressure, Lu Zhenhai clenched his fists tightly, his nails piercing into his palms, using the pain to wake himself up. He then raised his hand again and put the pager to his lips.

The order was transmitted to all directions via pagers, and the commanders of each team followed suit. All the remaining guns on the scene opened fire, and artillery fire fell like crazy. It was clear that the formation was no longer pursuing an effective attack, but could only try its best to block its movements to prevent it from accumulating strength and attacking again.

The bursts of gunfire pierced his eyes, but the figure in the mountains ignored them. He waved his hand gently, brushing away the approaching bullets as if sweeping away dust. He didn't seem to intend to slaughter everyone before him. Instead, he turned and floated off in a certain direction.

Seeing the direction he turned, Lu Zhenhai thought of the previous commissioner's report and immediately realized his purpose.

"He's going to the nearby Zhouzhi County!"

This was the nearest county town, and while it wasn't as large as Liangzhou City, it still had a permanent population of over half a million. Allowing such a being to enter there was like a wolf among a flock of sheep.

Continuous gunfire rang out. No one considered the cost anymore. Bullets, spells, artillery... everything that could be called firepower poured down upon the figure, hoping to stop it within this area.

"Send the coordinates to all nearby combat units and ask them to come to support immediately!" Lu Zhenhai shouted to the communicator next to him.

"It's already been distributed a while ago. Everyone who can come is already here."

The communicator's words were already stuttering. "Aside from the on-site specialists, the nearest team is still 15 kilometers away. If we travel at full speed, it will take about five minutes."

Five minutes, which normally takes only half a meal, seemed like an insurmountable chasm at this moment.

The corners of Lu Zhenhai's mouth moved, but no sound came out. He just turned his head and looked at the shadow surrounded by peach blossoms in front of him.

As Elder Jiuli said, the spiritual power level of that thing is strong enough to break through the protective barrier, and it is definitely not at the level of an ordinary Nascent Soul.

Even if they could hold out for another five minutes, it would be questionable whether the reinforcements would be effective. Among the cultivators he knew, the only one who could control such a situation was probably the Jiuli Sect Master himself, or...
A name flashed through his mind, and with that flash of thought, a rare sense of regret suddenly emerged in his heart.

"Captain Lu. Captain Lu!"

The voice of the commissioner beside him woke him up. Lu Zhenhai pinched his eyebrows and took a long breath.

"Is the satellite phone still there? Connect me to the launch center."

There was no point regretting it now. Faced with this situation, he had no choice but to take a gamble.

"Send an SOS order and request military support."

Lu Zhenhai spoke in a hoarse voice, gripping the monitor tightly in his hand, his eyes moving back and forth between the screen and the scene, his palms sweating.

At the same moment, a figure quietly landed on the mountain peak a hundred meters away from him.

The man stood on the top of the mountain, quietly gazing at the battlefield in front of him filled with smoke. Then he reached out, plucked a half-yellow leaf from the branch beside him, and clamped it between his fingertips.

There was no wind around, but the leaf at the fingertips suddenly trembled slightly, and a subtle spiritual light poured in from the petiole, flowing along the veins through the entire leaf. The light flashed and disappeared, and if you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see any difference from before.

He looked at the god-like Dharma body among the mountains, loosened his fingers, and leaves flew down from his fingertips, drifting slowly forward and merging into the world in an instant.

(End of this chapter)