In the command center of the imperial capital, the middle-aged chief looked like he was about to collapse. He slumped in his chair as he looked at the big screen that had lost signal. His heart was heavy like never before.
The middle-aged chief said, "Pay close attention to the movement in Tibet. Report to me if anything happens!"
However, just as he finished speaking, a lieutenant in the command center stood up and looked at the middle-aged chief. "Chief, there is an online streamer doing a live broadcast."
"Live broadcast?"
The middle-aged chief suddenly stood up as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He said to the soldier beside him, "Change the live broadcast to the big screen."
"Yes!"
A series of keystrokes could be heard as orders were entered. Soon, the live broadcast appeared on the big screen in the center.
The live broadcast was an experienced backpacker. Right now, there were hundreds of thousands of fans watching the live broadcast. The camera was pointed at the foot of Mount Everest where the soldiers were stationed.
At this moment, everyone at the bottom of the mountain was in a bad state. They were prostrating themselves on the ground. Even the seven old men from the ancient cultivation clans and the genius young man were not spared.
The middle-aged man and Elder Liu from the Cultivation Alliance were the closest to Feng Hao, so the pressure they felt was even stronger. Their bodies were trembling.
Fenghao stood in front of everyone, with Little Black and Little Qiuqiu standing beside him.
On the live broadcast screen, they looked plain and ordinary, just like ordinary people. Little Black and Little Qiuqiu also looked like harmless animals.
However … under the powerful pressure from Feng Hao, everyone at the foot of the mountain had a different look in their eyes.
Their eyes were filled with panic and fear.
Feng Hao's cold voice echoed, "Ancient cultivation clan and Cultivation Alliance, come here. Do you want me to repeat myself?"
The ancient clan elders trembled. They looked at each other and braced themselves as they walked toward Feng Hao.
The ancient clan genius, Jin Xin, seemed to be struggling, but his pride was a joke before Feng Hao. Soon, he was also forced to walk toward Feng Hao.
The group of people were like soldiers waiting to be inspected by their chief.
Everyone's expression became very strange. On Earth during the end of the world, they were the symbol of China's power and had heaven-defying cultivation.
However, they were so timid before a youth that they didn't even dare to breathe loudly.
"Yes, what are your orders?"
Gulp!
Elder Liu gathered his courage, bowed, and said, "Wind Emperor, if you have any requests, please let us know. Our Cultivation Alliance is willing to fulfill them."
Previously, Feng Hao had referred to himself as this emperor. In addition, they also knew that the main character in the movie "Battle of the Ancient Gods" was Feng Hao. Therefore, Elder Liu was very sensible and addressed Feng Hao as "Emperor Feng".
Obviously, the effect was not bad.
Feng Hao's expression softened a lot, and the powerful pressure also disappeared. Everyone immediately felt relieved, and their bodies were drenched in sweat, as if they had just climbed out of the water.
"Have those troops retreat. This Emperor does not wish to cause any unnecessary trouble." Feng Hao said solemnly.
After all, he had only come to relieve his boredom and for the wisp of purple gas in the East. He did not want this matter to escalate to the national level.
Although he was not afraid, he wanted to avoid as much trouble as possible.
Just like back then, when his identity as a shadow on the Internet was found out by Xiao Lei's Chief, the two of them reached an agreement.
"Yes, yes!"
The middle-aged man behind Elder Liu turned around and reported the situation to the commander of the troops.
The latter had also received the secret order to retreat, but without Feng Hao's approval, he did not dare to retreat. He was afraid that the lives of hundreds of people would be destroyed in his hands.
He now had a deep understanding of the power of a cultivator. It was not something mortals like them could compare to. Even the so-called special forces, soldiers, mercenaries, and so on were only ants to him.
"Retreat!"
Under the order, the troops that were waiting in formation started the tanks and quickly retreated.
The land troops also immediately retreated, not daring to stay a moment longer. The commander also felt relieved. He took a meaningful look at Feng Hao and swore to contribute to the box office when he returned.
"They have all left. Wind Emperor, do you think … we can also leave?"
Elder Liu let out a sigh of relief. There were no casualties in the troops, and the avalanche on Mount Everest had ended. There were no civilian casualties.
This was a great fortune amidst the misfortune. Now, their safe retreat was the top priority.
What punishment?
What seal?
What sending them into space?
Those were all farts. One look from the other party was enough to scare them out of their wits. There was no need to talk about punishing them. If they could survive, they would already be lucky.
At this point, they had realized that there were still one or two super abnormal existences in this world.
Take Feng Hao for example. He was actually abnormal enough to publicly reveal the power of a cultivator in front of the commoners and make the movie "Ancient Gods".
And the box office was explosively good.
Oh my god …
This person was a madman, a madman who disregarded the rules.
Whether it was the ancient cultivators or the people of the Cultivation Alliance, they could not calm down. They just wanted to avoid Feng Hao and return to their clans to go into closed door cultivation.
"Leave behind your cultivation techniques and you can leave."
Feng Hao was looking forward to it.
What kind of methods did the cultivators on Earth use to reach the Martial Grandmaster realm? However, there was no aura of a martial artist.
Instead, there were fluctuations of spiritual energy from their bodies.
It was obvious that the cultivators in China practiced special cultivation techniques.
"Perhaps if I get their cultivation techniques and combine them with the martial path of the Tianwu Continent, I might be able to recover my cultivation …"
When Feng Hao thought of this, he felt a little excited.
"This …"
However, the elders of the ancient clan looked at each other. They did not know what to do and were in a dilemma.
"These are cultivation techniques that my clan does not teach to outsiders. It is impossible for me to teach them to you."
The genius of the ancient clan, Jin Xin, said. His eyes shined brightly as if he wanted to ask Feng Hao for advice.
As a rare genius of the ancient race, he had coincidentally come across this matter while seeking the Dao with Elder Situ. In his view, how powerful could Fenghao be at such a young age?
Elder Situ's failure must have been caused by the black dragon.
Did Feng Hao really think that he was invincible just because he was a cultivator who made a movie and had special effects? He was extremely arrogant to call himself the emperor.
"Huh?"
Feng Hao exclaimed. He did not expect there to be such an arrogant young cultivator among the cultivators of China.
With a single glance, Fenghao could tell Jin Xin's strength. His lips curled into a smile.
"What if I insist?" Feng Hao asked.
Jin Xin's eyes narrowed and he said, "Then you'll have to step over my dead body!"
The arrogance that he had cultivated for more than twenty years made it impossible for him to compromise, especially when it came to the cultivation techniques of his clan.
"Ignorant!"
Feng Hao snorted. He clenched his right hand into a fist and used the Qilin Arm, punching the ground.
Crack!
The ground trembled, and a bottomless crack appeared. It extended for a few hundred meters, and the largest part of the crack could fit a cow.
However, Feng Hao still held back. Otherwise, the entire Tibetan region would be shaken.
"I …"
Jin Xin was in a defensive position. He looked at the scene with his mouth agape. He thought that Feng Hao was going to attack him, but he did not expect that … it was to intimidate him.
In fact, he was indeed shocked. At this moment, he had the urge to pee, and his entire back was drenched in sweat.
"Emperor Feng, I'm willing to contribute my cultivation techniques …"
"Yes, yes, I'm willing too, hehe!"
"Emperor Feng can follow me to Kunlun Mountain. You can choose any high-grade spiritual technique from the clan …"
As for the other elders of the aboriginals, after witnessing Feng Hao's methods, they no longer dared to take chances. That terrifying power had already shattered their defenses.
They were afraid.
They were afraid that Feng Hao would be angry and not only target them, but also the clans behind them.
The country had already given up on going against Feng Hao. What was the point of the aboriginals persisting? Fairness and law? In the eyes of cultivators, fists were the hard truth.
"I … I don't have the right. If you have the ability, follow me to Mount Hua." Jin Xin wanted to say something but hesitated. Then, he thought of the surviving person in his clan and tempted him.
"Let's go!"
However, before Jin Xin could react, Feng Hao grabbed him by the shoulder. The Vermilion Bird Wings on his back spread out, and he directly soared into the sky.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared before everyone's eyes.
Whoosh!
But just as they heaved a sigh of relief, Fenghao's voice, without any warning, sounded in their ears, "Go back and prepare, very soon … I will pay a visit to ask for the Immortal Cultivation Spiritual Art …"
"God damn it, why did we come? We're finished … "
A haze also appeared in the hearts of all the elders, and their faces were ashen …
At this moment, the Apple phone in the hands of the livestream host, who was broadcasting everything, was shaking non-stop. His eyes were filled with extreme fear.
He … could actually fly …
In particular, that extremely impactful punch completely subverted their understanding.
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