Stuck on the highway, I just flew home on my sword!

The night wind, carrying a chill, swept across the highway.

The gray-haired man stared at Lin Ye, his mockery undisguised.

"Fly over there? Fine, if you can actually fly over there today, I'll chew this Ferrari up and swallow it right here and now!" the man shouted, pointing at the red sports car behind him.

The woman held up her phone, the camera almost touching Lin Ye's face.

"Family members, this person is definitely mentally unstable. Everyone, please click the red heart button and consider it a free monkey show."

The number of viewers in the live stream has exceeded 50,000, and the screen is filled with dense comments.

"This guy suffered such a severe shock that he lost his brainstem."

"Call the police quickly, or they might actually jump off the bridge."

"Are we just waiting to see how he flies, or if he'll just jump from the spot?"

The surrounding drivers shook their heads and sighed.

The man in the SUV on the left couldn't stand it any longer and advised, "Young man, don't lower yourself to his level. A little patience will calm things down."

Lin Ye ignored the noise around him.

He closed his eyes, feeling the surging spiritual energy within his body.

Having reached the Transcendent Realm, where marrow is cleansed and meridians are unblocked, one can now fly short distances using objects.

All he needs now is a sword.

Lin Ye lowered his head, his gaze falling on his secondhand Jetta.

This car has been driven for a full ten years, and the chassis is already rusted. There is a loose heat insulation plate above the right exhaust pipe.

Lin Ye raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers joined together to form a sword-like gesture, pointing towards the Jetta chassis.

"Playing tricks, do you think this is a martial arts movie?" The gray-haired man sneered, then turned to open the trunk of the Ferrari.

At that very moment.

A pure white light suddenly shone from Lin Ye's fingertips.

Spiritual energy emanates outwards.

"Clang!"

A crisp, metallic clang suddenly rang out.

The sound wasn't loud, but it possessed a kind of soul-piercing magic, clearly reaching the eardrums of everyone present.

The gray-haired man's movement to grab the baseball bat froze in mid-air.

The woman's hand holding the phone trembled uncontrollably.

The Jetta chassis emitted a sickening metallic scraping sound.

A piece of rusted iron, about three feet long and two fingers wide, was forcibly peeled off by an invisible, enormous force.

The metal piece flew out from under the car and hovered steadily half a meter above the ground.

The surface is covered with a layer of flowing white light.

The heavy rust crumbled away under the light, revealing the cold, silvery-white metal beneath.

The audience was silent.

Along the entire highway, only the idling sound of car engines echoed in the night wind.

The gray-haired man opened his mouth wide, completely unaware that his sunglasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose.

The woman's eyes widened in shock, and she nearly dropped her phone on her feet.

The barrage of comments that was scrolling wildly in the live stream room suddenly stopped abruptly for three seconds.

"This...this is David Copperfield's magic trick?" the woman stammered.

Lin Ye didn't waste any words.

He took a step forward, his right foot firmly planted on the suspended metal plate.

The metal plate sank slightly, then steadily supported his body.

Lin Ye stepped forward with his left foot, and stood completely on the suspended iron plate.

"You just said that if I flew over there, you would eat the Ferrari?" Lin Ye looked down at the gray-haired man.

The man's legs trembled violently, his Adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed, unable to utter a single word.

Lin Ye withdrew his gaze and put his hands behind his back.

The spiritual energy within his body surged forth.

"rise."

A single word uttered carries the weight of law.

The metal sheet emitted a deafening hum, and the white light surged instantly.

"boom!"

A violent shockwave spread indiscriminately outwards from Lin Ye as the center.

Dust and fallen leaves on the ground were swirled into miniature cyclones.

The gray-haired man was the first to be hit, and was directly thrown to the ground by the blast wave, rolling around like a gourd three or four times.

The woman screamed and fell to the ground, her phone crashing to the side, the camera angled upwards at the sky.

The violent blast of air slammed into the Ferrari's windshield.

"Snap!"

The expensive windshield was instantly covered with spiderweb-like cracks before shattering with a crash, scattering glass shards all over the ground.

Lin Ye stepped on the iron plate, and his whole body transformed into a dazzling silver light, soaring straight into the sky.

His physical body broke the sound barrier, creating a deafening sonic boom in mid-air.

A streak of light pierced the dark night, leaving a long white trail in the clouds before disappearing into the northern horizon in the blink of an eye.

The highway was deathly silent.

Dozens of drivers blankly pushed open their car doors, stood in the biting cold wind, and looked up at the night sky where Lin Ye had disappeared.

The SUV driver's fingers, holding a cigarette, trembled violently. Hot ash fell onto his pants and burned a hole, but he was completely unaware.

The gray-haired man slumped to the ground, staring at the shattered glass of the Ferrari scattered everywhere, his eyes completely unfocused.

The phone that fell to the ground was still dutifully broadcasting live.

After a full ten seconds of silence, the live stream erupted in an unprecedented final burst.

"Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!"

"What did I just see? Flying on a sword?! This is truly divine!"

"These special effects are so realistic! It's definitely scripted!"

"Script my ass! What script can flip a Ferrari from a distance? That's real internal energy projection!"

"Cultivators! There really are cultivators in this world!"

Millions of comments flooded in at the same time, and the refresh rate instantly pushed the server to its limits.

The screen froze completely, then went completely black.

The platform server is down.

At the same time, the Weibo trending topics list was forcibly rewritten by a mysterious force.

The hashtag #HighSpeedUFOIsASwordImmortal# shot to the top of the trending searches at rocket speed, followed by a glaring deep red "Explosive" sign.

……

The capital of China, the headquarters of Longge.

A top-secret strategic conference room 300 meters underground.

The S-level red alert, representing the highest level of crisis, is flashing wildly.

Twelve elderly men dressed in black Zhongshan suits strode into the conference room. Each of them exuded a profound and imposing martial arts aura, and even the weakest of them was a top-tier Divine Illumination Realm Grandmaster in the secular world.

Seated at the head of the table was the Dragon Pavilion Master, whose beard and hair were all white, and whose eyes were sharp as knives.

"What exactly happened? Why was an S-level alarm triggered?" the Pavilion Master asked in a deep voice.

A senior intelligence officer's hands flew across a keyboard, projecting a video onto the large central LCD screen.

It was footage recorded from that woman's live stream.

The final frame of the scene shows Lin Ye stepping on the metal plate, creating a sonic boom that sends him soaring into the sky.

The air pressure in the conference room dropped to freezing.

The twelve martial arts masters stared intently at the screen, their breathing becoming extremely heavy.

"This is... the true energy released by a Grandmaster of the Heavenly Gang Realm?" An old man broke the silence, his voice trembling slightly.

"Absolutely impossible." The Pavilion Master shook his head decisively. "At most, those in the Heavenly Gang Realm can only glide briefly in the air; they absolutely cannot fly by controlling objects, let alone break through the sonic boom with their physical bodies!"

"Could it be a new type of individual flying vehicle secretly developed by the military? Or a spatial means of overseas superhumans?" another old man suggested.

The Pavilion Master stared intently at the blurry profile of Lin Ye's face in the image.

"Immediately pinpoint the exact coordinates of the video recording and use all available resources to investigate this person thoroughly," the Pavilion Master ordered.

The intelligence officer, sweating profusely, reported: "Reporting to the Lord, the incident occurred on the G7 expressway in Jiangnan Province, and the last trace of the target's disappearance points to Qinghe Town."

Qinghe Town!

The pavilion master suddenly stood up and slammed his hands heavily on the conference table.

The entire dark world of China was thrown into turmoil by a flash of sword light.

……