Poor Taoist Qiu Chuji

Chapter 407 Infiltrating America

Faced with Qiu Chuji's questioning, 'Superman' calmly took out a vial of fluorescent blue liquid and injected it directly into his heart.

In an instant, Superman's originally well-proportioned and muscular body swelled up considerably, his skin turned a bronze color, and the aura he exuded was more than twice as strong as before.

This combat power, which is almost comparable to that of a Golden Immortal, can also achieve a sudden increase in strength through simple injection stimulation. This is not very similar to the cultivation of immortality, but it fits the logic of American comics.

After all, bloodline, mutation, and money are the three major systems of American comic book heroes, and they do not interfere with each other. In many cases, they can ignore the basics and directly achieve a result greater than the sum of its parts.

In the system of Chinese cultivation civilization, harmony, nature, and perfection are emphasized. It would be extremely foolish for a cultivator who has already reached perfection to use potent drugs to forcibly inflate their theoretical achievements.

This not only fails to bring about a real increase in strength, but may also deplete one's own foundation, leading to significant deviations in both ability and methods.

The current clash between Qiu Chuji and Superman is not only a contest between the two individuals, but also a clash between two civilizations and cognitions.

The enhanced Superman launched another attack on Qiu Chuji.

Thermal vision took the lead, followed by freezing breath, spreading cold air and freezing large areas of the sea, while also limiting Qiu Chuji's speed and pinpointing his true location.

As the heat vision swept across, large swathes of ice shattered, the broken ice shards flying like blades, creating a unique ice tornado over the sea.

With his superhuman eyesight and superhuman senses, Superman locked onto Qiu Chuji's true location, appeared as if by teleportation, and then suddenly threw a punch.

A punch powerful enough to shatter a continent came crashing down on Qiu Chuji's face without any mercy.

Suddenly, a hundred-foot-long crimson cloud burst open at the horizon where the sea meets the sky, the sword's edge cleaving through the clouds, accompanied by a roar like a dragon's cry.

Qiu Chuji stepped on the afterimage of the void, and behind him appeared a series of sword shadows, which quickly arranged into a complex sword formation. The waters of the Pacific Ocean were torn apart by an invisible pressure, creating a circular vacuum with a diameter of a hundred miles.

More Qiu Chujis emerged from the void, and then more sword formations began to overlap.

The Big Dipper Formation, which has been improved countless times, links boundless power into one.

Qiu Chuji alone created the impression of a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers.

The dazzling sword light rose from the sea, then climbed over the clouds, as if connecting the starry sky and the sea.

Before the sword even fell, the entire sky and sea suddenly fell silent.

It is not just a visual, sensory, or energetic impact, but also a threat to the soul, accompanied by numerous 'magical' attack effects.

Everyone says that Superman's magic resistance is a weakness, and Qiu Chuji wants to give it a try.

Superman, draped in a black and red metallic cape, paused for a moment in mid-air.

Then, it suddenly broke the sound barrier, and the shockwave formed by the fist shattered the three thousand sword energies that were coming towards it.

Several thought clones created by Qiu Chuji were also torn apart by his fist.

His pupils lit up with molten gold again, and a crimson beam of light pierced through the waves frozen by the sword energy, but before it could touch Qiu Chuji's true form, it was ground down by the Five Elements.

Before the boiling steam could rise, Superman appeared behind Qiu Chuji, his elbow strike, powerful enough to pierce the Earth's core, was frozen for 0.03 seconds by the sudden reversal of time.

Qiu Chuji took two steps to the side, his expression becoming even more solemn than before.

If his senses were correct, just now, Superman broke the speed of light, briefly traversing a small portion of spacetime and compressing the distance between them, which is why he was able to get behind him and almost give him an elbow strike.

Fortunately, Qiu Chuji also had some knowledge of spacetime manipulation techniques, and he briefly froze spacetime, thus dodging the attack.

This sudden difference made Qiu Chuji even more wary.

Superman's methods and level of time travel are only considered mediocre if they don't reach the level of Silver Superman.

But speedsters like The Flash are truly the ultimate assassins who travel through time and space.

While he couldn't be said to have completely restrained Qiu Chuji, he certainly had to be wary of this kind of extreme opponent.

"It seems I need to maintain a layer of world barrier around myself for a long time, defining the speed and length of time according to the rules of the world I create." Qiu Chuji thought of a solution, but his fingers tapped lightly in the void.

In an instant, the seawater in the Pacific Ocean transformed into a yin-yang symbol. Two Kunpengs, formed from the vast seawater, soared into the sky from the whirlpool, their intertwined tail fins slamming Superman into the deep trench of the ocean.

The seabed cracked, surging with towering waves. A golden-red figure burst out of the water, accompanied by a nuclear-explosion-like ball of light. Its heat vision and icy breath simultaneously shredded everything within a hundred miles.

Subsequently, with the clash and deployment of the two extreme energies, Superman once again approached Qiu Chuji, wanting to engage in close combat with him.

A punch came crashing down on Qiu Chuji, carrying an overwhelming force capable of shattering everything.

The massive sword shadow, which had been condensed over a long period of time, crashed down at that very moment.

The shattered sword energy had transformed into a storm.

At the core of the sword shadow, the sword energy and sword light, condensed to the extreme, are truly indestructible.

Even a superhuman body made of steel began to falter under the sword energy and sword light.

One wound after another began to burst open and bleed, and the "S" on his chest completely melted away, leaving a fist-sized blood hole... The hole continued to expand.

It was as if a real sword was about to pierce Superman's heart.

But he seemed to have made up his mind that even if Qiu Chuji's sword energy pierced a large hole in his chest, he would still grab Qiu Chuji's body and relentlessly pursue him.

Qiu Chuji's strategy of using ranged attacks seemed to give Superman confidence that Qiu Chuji would expose his weakness once he was in close combat.

boom!
A powerful shockwave exploded in Qiu Chuji's palm.

After deflecting Superman's oncoming fist with a Tai Chi Cloud Hand, Qiu Chuji's palm landed squarely on Superman's chest.

The palm strike pierced through the thick muscles of the chest and the internal bones, which were harder than any metal, and struck Superman's internal organs.

Compared to close combat?
Qiu Chuji is a martial arts practitioner, how could he be afraid of him?

Even in terms of physical attributes, Qiu Chuji's current physique may not seem to have accumulated as much as a superhuman's, but at Qiu Chuji's level, he has long since broken free from numerical limitations.

Even if Superman hits you, or even shatters your body, you can easily be reborn unharmed.

The concept of 'fault tolerance' that Qiu Chuji mentioned earlier is reflected here.

No matter how many methods you use, how domineering or cunning you are, I possess an 'immortal' body and soul, which will remain unbroken even after countless tribulations.

"Looks like you only have these three tricks up your sleeve!"

Superman wanted to rush up and continue the fight, but Qiu Chuji had already lost interest.

In his view, Superman was just a simple numerical monster, similar to those cultivators in Chinese cultivation civilization who layered armor and strength, and followed extreme paths.

It's not that they aren't strong; quite the opposite... they are very strong, terrifyingly strong.

In his early years, Qiu Chuji also had some of this idea. Relying on his indestructible martial arts skills, he charged into the army and broke through the armor of three thousand.

But Qiu Chuji is undoubtedly stronger now, because he not only has power and means, but also has mastered the rules and mysteries.

Before sheer power can shatter all rules and principles, this type of character, which simply piles up numbers, will only become more and more powerless when it encounters Qiu Chuji.

Advantages can gradually turn into disadvantages. Having taken the first step, Qiu Chuji had left Superman behind and had already reached the west coast of America.

A piercing alarm sounded, and at the same time, dozens of missiles flew towards Qiu Chuji.

Boom, boom, boom!

The missiles exploded one after another when they were still several hundred meters away from Qiu Chuji.

"I came with goodwill!"

"I just want to demonstrate my abilities and spread the tradition on this land."

“But if you insist on doing this, I don’t mind showing my ruthless methods, after all, it makes no difference to me…” Qiu Chuji’s voice wasn’t loud, but it was certain that it could be caught and translated immediately.

"Leave America immediately! This is not where you belong... Heretic!" A blonde female angel with white feathered wings descended from the sky. She was not exceptionally beautiful, nor was she the kind of angel who sells fanservice in Japanese anime. Instead, she was full of heroic spirit and arrogance, with indistinct gender characteristics and a neutral charm.

Qiu Chuji looked at the angel before him and asked curiously, "Father, Son, and Holy Spirit, are they a trinity, or do they each govern their own?"

Different civilizations have tacitly adhered to the number 'three' as a symbol of the pinnacle of mythology.

For example, the Three Pure Ones of Taoism, the Three Buddhas of the Past, Present and Future of Buddhism, the Three Primal Gods of Hinduism (Shiva, Vishnu and Brahma), and the Three Kings of the Gods in Olympian mythology (Uranus, Cronus and Zeus)...

There are many similar cases, which do not need to be listed one by one.

When this 'coincidence' is magnified across all the heavens and myriad realms, it appears even more magnificent and terrifying.

Therefore, people like Nezha can associate all beings at the ultimate level with the idea that they are all unified.

They are the Tao, the Buddha, God, and the God-King; they are the beginning and the end of everything.

It is all that is magnificent and great in the unseen realm.

It edits and composes all the intertwined destinies and timelines of this world.

Qiu Chuji asked the angel a question in order to indirectly verify the information.

If 'God' is truly the only one, then this theory that all things are 'three' has a 'gap'.

This is actually a good thing for any practitioner.

Because this means that even with endless practice, there is still a chance to truly advance to the next level.

"Foolish heretics, speaking presumptuously of my Lord!"

With a shout, the pure white cross fell straight down, crashing down on Qiu Chuji.

To the angel, Qiu Chuji's inquiry seemed to be a great blasphemy.

The waves of the Pacific Ocean crashed against the rugged reefs, and a sudden flash of white light tore through the leaden clouds.

Five-colored light flowed from Qiu Chuji's fingertips, converging into a huge vortex, like a millstone, enveloping the angel, yet cleverly avoiding the drones and helicopters that were not too far away.

He came to America seeking fame, so he naturally didn't mind being publicized.

As for what role he plays in these promotions, that's not really that important.

An angel hovered in the center of the storm's eye, its blazing golden pupils reflecting the entire trembling west coast.

Holy flames surged on her raised sword of judgment, and the moment the blade struck, all the waves within a hundred nautical miles around evaporated into white mist.

Under the intense white light, the power of the five elements seemed on the verge of shattering.

This cowardly power of the Five Elements, though it claims to be all-encompassing, actually leaks every time.

Qiu Chuji had no choice but to add more Creation Qi, which evolved and simulated the approximate True Fire of the Sun, Divine Water of the Three Lights, Boundless Jianmu, Breath Soil, and Geng Metal Qi, combining them into a stronger Five Elements Grinding Mill Storm to enhance its overall power.

The storm bound the angel's wings like chains.

The sacred feathers were charred and peeled off by the scorching fire, revealing the phantom of the Book of Creation in the angel's left palm, and a crown of thorns faintly appearing on his head.

Qiu Chuji faced the direction of the live broadcast helicopter, revealing a mysterious and indifferent smile, then flipped his hand and pressed down.

hum!
The power of the five elements in mythology condensed into a colossal mountain, which pressed the angels into the sea.

He, on the other hand, stepped on towering waves, heading towards the bustling west coast city.

Ahead lies the prosperity of the world, behind lies a savage, raging wave.

The five-colored sacred mountain pressed down on the angel.

A god from the East exercises supreme divine authority on a land that did not originally belong to him.

This is a very impactful image, and it is destined to be the headline of various news media for several days to come.

It will also be reposted on various social media platforms.

If this had happened in an older parish in Europe, Qiu Chuji's actions might have been suppressed as news and public attention.

After all, his actions blasphemed angels and were tantamount to trampling on the face of Catholicism.

But this is America, the most 'free' country.

No one can stop free journalists and media professionals from earning hefty rewards through the content they capture.

The only taboo here is those 'Celestial Dragons'.

As for the God worshipped by the Celestial Dragons?

Who betrayed Jesus, the firstborn son of God?

Having defeated Superman and suppressed the angels, Qiu Chuji entered American territory without any further hindrance.

But once he actually logged in, no local gods targeted him anymore.

Those so-called gods of technology, steel, superpowers, and so on... popular homecoming figures on the American internet, none of them have shown up, and they have no intention of becoming stepping stones for Qiu Chuji again.

They seem to intend to give Qiu Chuji the cold shoulder.

Once the initial hype subsides, suppress his news and gradually make him disappear from the public eye.

Clearly, these local gods had already studied Qiu Chuji and knew that he was a proper Taoist priest, not the kind of wicked Taoist who would claim to refrain from killing but then invite everyone to join him in the "Ten Thousand Soul Banner" for arduous cultivation.

This means that Qiu Chuji could not force a major news story by deliberately creating a massacre or tragedy.

If they simply retreat into their shells and avoid contact with Qiu Chuji, pretending he doesn't exist, then Qiu Chuji might leave on his own after taking a stroll and finding little to show for it.

It must be said that this approach, although it may seem a bit cowardly, is actually quite effective.

If... Qiu Chuji just follows their planned pace!

(End of this chapter)