Cultivation towards immortality, starting from being a fisherman

Chapter 154: Chapter 117: Fearful! Chapter 154 -117: Fearful! The flattening of a mountain peak had caused a landslide and ground fissure akin to a natural disaster.

Such an effect did not surprise Su Ping.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, battles between Foundation Establishment Cultivators that led to the destruction of mountains and cities were common occurrences.

Especially when enhanced by a Formation and with ample preparation, the destructive power of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator could often increase several times over!

Not to mention the presence of Magic Artifacts, Spiritual Artifacts, and secret techniques that amplified destructive force.

He had concentrated power into a single punch using the North Dipper Greedy Wolf Fist and shattered the summit of a mountain peak.

For Su Ping, this was to be expected.

But for the small town at the foot of the mountain, it was as if they were witnessing the end of the world approaching, engulfed in despair and fear!

As the town was situated right at the foot of General Bahadur’s stronghold, the townspeople were naturally those whom the old general trusted, those who had stood the test of time.

The personal soldiers or relatives with a shred of conscience, who were unwilling to engage in dirty deeds, might not be killed, but they also wouldn’t be stationed at this strategically important town. Instead, they would be sent to other districts.

Therefore, upon seeing the Greedy Wolf Illusion appear, the elders of the town all knelt down together, loudly confessing their wrongdoings and begging for forgiveness from the heavens.

And as the landslides commenced, they watched as massive boulders began to tumble down!

A group of kneeling elders wept bitterly, even raising their hands to welcome this terrifying disaster:

“This must be the punishment of Ghostly Gods!”

“This is the retribution that we, steeped in sin, truly deserve!”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huge stones and remnants of buildings buried most of the area below the town. Those houses were destroyed like inferior toys, broken apart and then becoming part of the natural disaster…

Mere mortals amidst such mighty power were like ants, merely hoping for fortune’s favor to survive!

Then, as the resounding noise gradually quieted down across the mountains and wilderness.

Without the intention to clean up the rubble below, or perhaps deliberately not doing so, Su Ping returned to the Outer City District, removing various extraordinary traces and taking all the bodies with him.

After Su Ping disappeared, the dark clouds suddenly cleared and the winds ceased.

Only the remnants at the mountaintop and the base continued to remind passersby that a dreadful disaster had occurred moments ago!

An hour or two passed.

People started to arrive by car from afar. First, they witnessed the tragic scene of the town, then they climbed to the mountaintop to see the devastated Outer City District.

These individuals cautiously stopped at the entrance to the Outer City District, none of them rushing in to gather firsthand information for fear of their achievements.

It was only after more and more people and professional equipment had gathered, feeling that any dangers must have long passed after so much time, did they venture in.

They sent drones and robots first to lead the way, and then cautiously entered the fortress that once was General Bahadur’s private domain.

They quickly discovered that the mountaintop where the Inner City should have been… had completely disappeared!

Leaving behind only an irregularly-shaped, empty cliff.

“What happened here!”

“Oh Ghostly Gods above, where is General Bahadur, his residence, and his personal soldiers?”

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“The Inner City is gone! How could such a large area just vanish! Could it be that it fell and crushed the town below?”

“What exactly happened in the Outer City District? Why can’t we find a single survivor or a body?”

Teams from different forces were ordered to conduct an in-depth investigation of the Outer City District.

But the more they investigated, the more anomalies they uncovered, and the weirder and more unsettling it became, causing these veterans to feel a chill run through their hearts.

They saw many bullet holes and traces of extensive modern firepower.

They could even see bloodstains on the ground and walls, telling the tale of the soldiers’ fate.

Yet, what was abnormal and mysterious was that they could find neither any related weapons nor remains of bodies.

Heavy weapons and equipment in the armories and on the combat platforms, which were obviously not easy to move, had also vanished without a trace!

This made them wonder how it had been done, considering that according to intelligence, there had been no large convoys or transport fleets moving throughout the area in the last few days.

Without vehicles and equipment, surely they didn’t carry everything away by hand or on their backs?

Moreover, what unsettled these people further was that they found no traces of return fire that differed from the offensive attack in the Outer City District!

It seemed as if General Bahadur’s personal soldiers had fallen into great disarray after the initial strike and were annihilated without managing an effective counterattack.

This led some experts to doubt their initial assessments of the weapons traces to the point of disbelief.

As more people caught wind of the situation and more came rushing, an increasing number were informed of the news that General Bahadur’s stronghold had been taken down.

Many powerful forces became interested and cautious about the people or organizations capable of such an act.

As more information became available, the mysterious and unknown methods of the adversary, and their swift reaction left all who saw the reports wary.

But as they delved deeper into the investigation, they felt as though they might have uncovered something, yet also as if they could uncover nothing at all!

In a nearby camp, an elite official from the North was analyzing the evening’s findings with his subordinates.

“According to the experts’ calculations, most of the firepower traces came from above, likely from above the city gates.”

“The height was about fifteen meters from the city wall, and the width was possibly reaching a hundred meters…”

“Some speculated that the Battle Armor Chi Xiao from Eastern science fiction films had been put to practical use, so it hovered at a very low altitude in that position to conduct shooting, but personally, I think that’s bullshit.”

“Such a huge flying object, the surrounding cities should have some reports evidencing its movements even if the radar didn’t spot it!”

“Others believe it’s more likely the work of a drone swarm, but the experts haven’t found any traces of drones having been present at the scene.”

“Similarly, transport devices carrying that many drones couldn’t possibly avoid being detected by the nearby cities. Even if not discovered immediately, with so many of us here, we should be able to find some leftover traces!”

“Unfortunately, we found nothing at all!”

“I too am completely baffled, without any evidence-supported or logical conjectures to offer…”

“Then, the good news is that someone from the expert group has dug out skeletal remains mixed with mud and rocks from the buried town.”

“They even found the wreck of a helicopter.”

“Preliminary confirmation links this helicopter and the bodies to General Bahadur; it looks like…”

The northern official paused for a moment, then said with a stern expression:

“As if they, along with the skyscrapers and the mountain top, were smashed to pieces before being thrown down…”

“This has caused us a great deal of trouble in our investigation!”

“The bad news is regarding the satellites…”

As the official said this, he activated the projector.

Suddenly, the screen displayed a high-altitude viewpoint obscured by dark clouds.

“Unfortunately, we don’t have the resources to spare for monitoring such a godforsaken place with a professional satellite twenty-four hours a day.”

“We can only rely on satellites that happened to pass by during that time to gather relevant data.”

“But as you’ve seen, the sudden appearance of dark clouds blocked the view, and these non-professional satellites do not use technology that can penetrate the clouds.”

At this point, the tent filled with elites fell silent, sensing that this mission might turn into a protracted battle!

Meanwhile, in Gad City, Nepal, the kidnapped mages returned to the temple and shouted that the great Ghostly God had punished the evil General Bahadur and his servants.

The mages in the temple and their disciples, while envious of the abducted mage who had witnessed the might of the Ghostly God, became more devout and excited.

Although everyone says their own Ghostly God is omnipotent when praying,

it’s a well-known fact that even if Ghostly Gods exist, they have their strengths and weaknesses.

The incident with General Bahadur undoubtedly demonstrated that their own Ghostly God’s power surpassed even the best of their previous expectations.

It was a genuine Ghostly God capable of intervening in reality, destroying cities and nations!

If not for Su Ping’s foresight in limiting through registered disciples to only rallying people to pray at the temple,

these mages would probably have disbanded their fortunes immediately to form a Defensive Army and branch temples everywhere.

And the status of President Huang and the other six registered disciples also rose significantly.

Within less than twenty-four hours, phone calls from many influential figures who were beyond reach before proactively contacted President Huang and the others.

A few well-informed big bosses who had already booked flights even opted for chartering planes, bringing their confidants to Gad City to meet with President Huang and the others.

They promptly signed contracts promising generous human and material support.

President Huang and their peers were elated when they learned that General Bahadur’s stronghold had vanished in less than a Noon’s time.

Then, when meeting others, they put on an even more profound and mysterious air of confidence!

Meanwhile, the news of Lu Dahu fighting gangs with dual guns also spread, convincing the locals that these Eastern people have been favored by the Ghostly God and could request the Ghostly God’s help in times of crisis!

Respect for President Huang and the others increased further.

The various groups that had started to band together in the factory district decided to pause their original plans and wait after hearing of these astonishing events.

The safety officer of the Gad City port, after triple-checking through multiple channels that General Bahadur’s stronghold was indeed gone,

and that General Bahadur was most likely gone too,

the local tyrant who controlled the largest armed force in Gad City, drove to the suburban temple personally to seek forgiveness.

He knelt at the entrance of the temple’s main hall and stayed on his knees throughout the night.

All he asked was for forgiveness from the Ghostly God.

But… the mages of the temple were quite embarrassed.

Including Mage Tap, whose prestige had peaked due to his granddaughter being chosen.

They knew their own situation well.

They had no channels to contact a Ghostly God, did they!

They could only report enviously to President Huang and others and wait for instructions.

It wasn’t until the next day at Noon that the safety officer, almost falling apart from kneeling so long, finally received a message from Mage Tap allowing him to return home with some peace of mind.

Soon after returning, the safety officer announced that he would donate half of his wealth to promote Magic Meetings against evil spirits.

The first step was to use money and promises of vacation to encourage workers from the port area to worship at the temple…