If I made you a special forces soldier, would you become a terrestrial god?

The sky, which had been clear on a sunny afternoon, suddenly changed color without warning.

It wasn't a normal overcast day; rather, it was like a drop of thick ink falling into clear water, the entire sky being soaked and eroded at a visible speed, quickly turning gray and gloomy.

Large, incredibly thick dark clouds surged in from all directions, churning and pressing together to form a massive, constantly rotating vortex directly above Zhenguo Pass.

In just a few minutes, daylight turned into night.

Boom!

A deep rumble of thunder rolled across the deepest part of the vortex. The sound wasn't loud, but it made everyone in the base's heart clench, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

An indescribable pressure descended from the sky, enveloping the entire base.

The air was as thick as glue, and every breath was accompanied by heavy resistance, making one feel suffocated and unable to breathe.

On the training field, the rookies, their backs soaked with sweat, froze in unison, all looking up in shock.

"Holy shit!" Wang Yanbing exclaimed, his head tilted back, his mouth agape, "Did those bastards in the weather forecast try to fool us with yesterday's footage? What happened to the promised bright sunshine?"

Li Erniu, who was next to him, had already squatted down, his hands tightly covering his head, his body trembling like a leaf in the autumn wind.

"Yanbing, my...my mother said that only those who do bad things get struck by lightning...Did the brigade commander...did he poke a hole in the sky?"

He Chenguang slapped Wang Yanbing on the back of the head: "Shut your jinxed mouth! Look carefully!"

His expression was more solemn than ever before.

That's not a cloud.

The energy contained within that dark cloud sent chills down the spine of this top sniper. It was the manifestation of a certain will, a pure, cold, and destructive will.

Yuan Lang and Gao Cheng stood at the front of the line. They looked at each other and saw deep shock and confusion in each other's eyes.

They could sense that this power was beyond the scope of human understanding.

That's not a natural phenomenon!

That was... divine punishment!

At the same time, He Zhijun and his three companions, who had just walked out of Su Chen's office, also suddenly stopped in their tracks.

"This...this is..." Kang Lei looked up at the sky, his lips trembling, too excited to finish his sentence.

"It's the captain!" Fan Tianlei adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting the occasional flashes of purple lightning through the clouds. His voice trembled with a hint of fanaticism. "He's broken through! He's attracted the backlash of heaven and earth!"

He Zhijun and Tie Lu remained silent, their eyes fixed intently on the looming storm cloud. The turmoil within them was a hundred times greater than that experienced by the rookies on the training field!

They had just accepted their status as "unofficial core members" and were still thrilled at the prospect of establishing their own sect. But what they were seeing now was like a bucket of ice water poured over their heads, instantly sobering them up.

So this is the true level of the man they followed!

Start a sect? Martial arts master?

Before an existence capable of invoking divine might, how laughable and insignificant these words seem!

Inside the command tower, chaos reigned.

"What's going on? Contact the weather department immediately! Why haven't we received any warnings about extreme weather?!" Miao Zhiyuan roared into the communicator.

"Chief of Staff, report!" the communications officer cried, his voice trembling with emotion. "The meteorological department says all their monitoring equipment is functioning normally! Within a radius of a thousand kilometers, the sky is clear and cloudless!"

"Bullshit! Let them stick their heads out the window and see for themselves what's up above us!" Miao Zhiyuan was so angry he almost smashed the communicator.

Du Feifei stared intently at the energy monitoring screen in front of her, where the data stream had turned into a glaring red jumble of characters.

"Chief of Staff... the energy level has exceeded the limit... the instrument's upper limit has been breached... the nature of this energy... we... we cannot analyze it!"

Just as the entire base descended into chaos and panic.

"Squeak—"

The door to the brigade commander's office was gently pushed open.

Su Chen's figure appeared in everyone's sight.

He was still wearing that simple training uniform, his expression calm, even a faint smile playing on his lips. The terrifying, earth-shattering scene outside was reflected in his pupils, yet it didn't stir the slightest ripple in his eyes.

He walked out slowly, looked up at the churning clouds of calamity, and his gaze was deep.

"They came after all." He knew it in his heart.

The path of cultivation is inherently defying the heavens. When an individual's power becomes strong enough to disrupt the balance of this world, it will attract the "test" of heaven and earth.

This trial is the tribulation of heaven.

Once you overcome this obstacle, you will transcend the ordinary and become a saint, truly free from the constraints of rules.

If one cannot overcome this obstacle, one's body and soul will perish, leaving not even a trace behind.

Throughout history, countless brilliant minds have fallen at this final step.

But Su Chen wasn't afraid.

He turned around, his gaze sweeping over his subordinates who had instinctively fallen silent at his arrival, and spoke calmly. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried with exceptional clarity to every corner of the base.

"Everyone, immediately drop everything and retreat to the safe zone at the edge of the base. No one is allowed to approach within one kilometer of the central training ground without my order."

His voice carried an undeniable power.

Nobody asked why.

Out of almost blind trust in this man, everyone acted immediately without any hesitation.

Medical, research, and logistics departments... all non-combat personnel evacuated to the designated safe zone in the shortest possible time.

Two thousand five hundred Kunlun warriors, led by their respective captains, quickly retreated a kilometer away, forming an iron wall that completely isolated the central area.

Only after everyone had evacuated did Su Chen begin to walk.

Step by step, slowly, they walked towards the empty central training ground.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

The terrifying cloud of calamity that had enveloped the entire base was actually moving slowly as he moved!

The terrifying pressure that had originally covered the entire base began to contract and condense towards the top of his head!

He is at the eye of the storm!

He is the sole target of this majestic heavenly power!

When Su Chen stood in the center of the training ground, the tribulation clouds in the sky also stopped moving.

The clouds pressed lower and lower, turning as black as spilled ink. Thick, purple electric snakes, as thick as buckets, roared and crisscrossed the clouds, making a sickeningly loud "sizzling" sound.

The terrifying pressure originating from heaven and earth reached its peak at this moment!

The whole world was deathly silent.

Only that tall figure stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering even without wind, calmly gazing up at the impending lightning strike, powerful enough to destroy everything.

He did not use any martial arts techniques, nor did he adopt any defensive stance.

He stood there, all alone, facing the fury of the entire world.

That solitary figure, together with the terrifying, sky-covering clouds of calamity, created a striking and impactful scene.

"Gulp."

Someone, in a state of extreme tension, swallowed hard.

One man, facing the heavenly tribulation alone!