Rebirth of the Peak Young Master
Chapter 327: This is Invincible

Chapter 327: Chapter 327: This is Invincible

This would be enough for the islanders to survive.

But things have come to this point, Nakagawa Dacheng immediately snapped back to his senses, grabbed the transmitter and roared: "Fire! Damn it! Are they goddamn idiots? Get the black light on me now. Otherwise, don’t even think about coming back!"

Pendant?

When the order from Gugu Dacheng came through, the captain of the F35 fighter squad suddenly let out a bitter laugh.

Visual inspection revealed the black blade was faster than the guided missile. How could it fall?

But he quickly shook off the thought and shouted loudly, "Attention all squads! The enemy has long-range attack capabilities. If we simply take off, we would be in their range. The only option is evasion."

"Captain, what happens after the ascent? Will it really mirror what the admiral in the navy said—turning black light around?" A pilot asked anxiously.

After all, every pilot aboard the F35 knew, let alone defeating it, even facing it was incredibly hard!

The squad captain furrowed his brows deeply but coldly replied, "We don’t need to counter the black light directly. Evacuate out of its attack range and then concentrate all firepower against the enemy! Kill him! Attack ferociously and shatter his throat!"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, the pilot’s spirits somehow lifted a little.

They had just observed Yang Tian not blindly clashing using sheer power, as though he had used ordinary guided missiles aboard the cruise earlier.

Instead, an attack was only launched after the first round came with destruction from the black light.

From this perspective, while Yang Tian was indeed strong, he had not yet reached the level of withstanding armor-piercing guided missiles directly. As long as the black light didn’t return to Yang Tian’s grasp for the moment, attacking might truly wipe him out in one swift strike.

Thus, soon after, a group of F35 fighters scrambled hurriedly. Each pilot gradually started ascending in an orderly manner, heading for the clouds.

Trying to escape the attack?

Yang Tian watched this unfold and immediately grasped their intention. Then, he sneered under his breath, "Open!"

Swish!

In an instant, Yang Tian’s spirit surged. Suddenly, the black light emerged in the sky.

The F35 fighters that had previously climbed into the clouds were instantly enveloped once again as the sword pointer changed direction, the black blade piercing directly into the air.

"No...No! Captain, that black thing...it’s coming!"

Witnessing this, the pilots who were previously confident in the squad captain’s battle plan were panicked again.

The squad captain shouted urgently, "Open fire! FireStarter! Don’t let that thing come close, or...!"

Boom!

Before he could finish, the black blade struck. It directly pierced an F35 fighter, followed by the second, third...and the twentieth!

In a matter of moments, twenty F35 fighters, like candied hawthorns, were skewered one after another by the black sword light, crashing from the sky—including the squad captain!

"The enemy...The enemy is too powerful! What should we do now, operations chief?"

"Captain! Earlier, the captain was hit!"

"The captain was hit? Then we...Ah!"

The remaining F35 fighters lost central command with the captain gone, devolving into utter chaos.

However disorganized they were, Yang Tian was not! This time, his objective was a severe blow—a devastation so absolute the island nation could never hold its head high again.

Why?

Because the island nation once again intruded on China’s waters by sending aircraft carriers.

Had Yang Tian not intervened, then amidst sanctions from other nations, what bold plans did the island nation harbor? A revival of warfare dreams from decades ago?

"Hmph! A wolfish ambition never learns to reform! So be it—then you shall never rise again."

Yang Tian snorted coldly, repeating his sword motion.

Once more, the black blade flashed across the air with unprecedented speed. The remaining thirty F35 fighters, like still-life targets, were either split apart or penetrated, one by one, with no survivors!

This was precisely why Yang Tian, after stepping into the Yuan Baobao phase, became extraordinarily powerful.

It could be said as an invincible stance!

"This...this...a god in Heaven, I..."

Nakagawa Dacheng, seeing all the F35 fighters wiped out, was at a loss for words.

Because Yang Tian’s attack had completely surpassed Nakagawa’s imagination, causing heavy casualties—the opposition’s firepower hadn’t even scratched Yang Tian!

This loss amounted to nearly ten billion US dollars.

Among the island nation’s three aircraft carriers, only "Straw Shaver" carried its full capacity of sixty F35 fighters. The others were stocked with lower-grade F16 and F22 aircraft.

The "Straw Shaver" carried sixty F35s, with no less than two-thirds of the funding borrowed from the United States!

Now, losing ten billion dollars was enough to demolish the entire island’s economy.

Of course, the most critical realization for Nakagawa Dacheng, with his vast experience, was recognizing the reality: this battle, the island nation, had already lost!

Just as in the East Asian struggle of some years ago, they had fallen to the hands of such a divine power as Yang Tian.

Thus, as he saw Yang Tian landing on the carrier deck like a dire omen, Nakagawa Dacheng transmitted the combat visuals back to command headquarters and led all staff onboard to raise their hands high—in surrender to Yang Tian.

As for the reporters documenting the war, their widened eyes and flashing cameras ensured the battlefield remained etched into history.

The world’s top war machine—aircraft carriers!

Surrendered by a lone man—this was a feat of courage.

This was the posture of the War God.

This was invincibility!

She arrived at the entrance of the Shrine.

Meanwhile, Makura Masa stood in the temple courtyard, his gaze probing the sacred space like a vulture eying flesh. He had remained silent for a long time.

Curious at the situation surrounding the masked man, he asked, "Master Makura, why is there no movement inside? Have the Eight Great Gods not appeared yet?"

Akita Junko, just as curious, turned her suspicious eyes toward Asakura Daisuke.

"Not appeared?"

Makura Masa’s expression hardened as he replied, "Lord Orochi is the sole deity in this world. You mortals dare question him? Ever since Lord Orochi joined the Yunda Club and conversed with me and others, his manifestation here was certain!"

"In my thousands of years as a god, such a delay has never occurred. Have you considered the possibility?"

Listening to Makura Masa’s words, the masked man remained skeptical. Suddenly, Shunzi interrupted with clarity: "Master Makura means...Lord Orochi requires Mr. Yang’s body?"

"The flesh?"

The masked man exclaimed, "That’s it! Who would have thought this boy was so fortunate to catch the favor of the Eight Great Gods. No wonder Lord Orochi, from the start, angrily struck at this boy. Yet after researching the boy’s identity, he hesitated to continue the game of slaughter—all to claim possession of his body!"

"Haha, good! Seems you’ve all figured it out!"

Makura Masa nodded approvingly and added, "This Yang youth, at this tender age, has achieved a realm unattainable for others in an entire lifetime. He is undoubtedly extraordinary!"

Truth be told, while I am reluctant to admit it, China, an ancient nation with a godly heritage spanning thousands of years, possesses countless mysteries. Had it not been for the disappearance of China’s divine entities, nations like ours would never have risen."

"This young man named Yang is only possible in two ways."

"Two? What are the two?" The masked man asked eagerly.

Asakura Daisuke sneered and remarked, "First, he inherited China’s ancient legacy, allowing him such strength. The second possibility is he obtained China’s ancient treasures. Regardless of either, should the Eight Great Gods seize them, it would fully restore them to their peak. Uekizawa Shou, as the heir to our island’s Sword Saint lineage, how could you not comprehend such truths?"