I'm Really Going to Become an Immortal
Chapter 467 - 295: Mind Over Matter, Extraordinary Saint_2

Chapter 467: Chapter 295: Mind Over Matter, Extraordinary Saint_2

Indeed.

Chen Yun could fly now.

Although his physical body had not yet tried flying, he hastily used Divine Travel to come here and assist.

But one thing was certain.

Under the influence of Spiritual Position, making his 100kg body fly was not an issue at all.

Just a while ago within the abandoned mine, he had controlled the purple sandalwood Gundam Mecha to speedily fly low for a considerable distance.

If he were to control his own body,

naturally, there would be no difference.

Thinking thus, Chen Yun was more interested in going back to experience the changes brought by Evolution and looked forward even more to flying himself.

So,

he lifted a massive rock and hurled it at the stunned armed personnel, deciding to quickly resolve the situation here.

Although it seemed Chen Yun had pondered for a long time,

in reality, only a moment had passed since he lifted the rock.

In the armed personnel’s furious glances,

just as the purple sandalwood Gundam Mecha lifted the rock, it unhesitantly threw it at them.

The stone traced an arc through the sky.

Accompanied by the howling wind, it seemed as if the entire world was making way for this throw.

The air was torn apart, emitting a sharp shriek as if even the atmosphere couldn’t bear this power.

The weight of the stone, together with its throwing speed, cast a vast shadow across the sky, partly obscuring the sunlight.

Dust on the ground rose, forming a spectacular column of dust that advanced along the trajectory of the stone.

The armed personnel, utterly unprepared for this sudden attack,

or more precisely,

had already been strung to their breaking point when they saw the blood-covered purple sandalwood Gundam Mecha emerge from the abandoned mine.

Now faced with the incoming stone,

this cause the tightly strung cord to snap.

Without a moment to think, they instinctively scattered in all directions.

But almost no one could escape this unstoppable force.

As the stone neared its target, the pressure in the air surged, even causing sounds of air explosions, which were the sonic booms created by the high-speed movement of the stone.

Finally,

the stone heavily slammed into its designated spot, creating a deafening crash.

The ground shook violently, as if a minor earthquake had occurred nearby.

Dust spread through the air, obscuring visibility, and only chaotic cries and shouts could be heard from afar.

When the dust gradually dissipated, one could see a huge crater had formed on the originally flat ground, with the surrounding soil compressed and deformed, presenting a disastrous sight.

At the moment before hitting the ground, the stone lost the support of Chen Yun’s Spiritual Position and couldn’t maintain its integrity as when it was in the air.

So, on impact, the stone shattered into pieces from the intense collision.

After the enormous sound, the air was filled with the scent of crushed stone and dust.

Fragments of the stone flew like artillery shells, some striking the surrounding trees, others embedding deeply into the ground, and those unfortunate objects in the direct path were instantly pulverized.

The soldiers attempting to scatter didn’t escape unscathed.

Some were directly hit by the stone, others by flying debris, creating total chaos at the site.

Some lay on the ground, covered by stone fragments, their blood staining the soil; others were hit by flying rocks, their bodies twisted out of shape.

Their equipment and weapons were scattered all around, mixed with the shattered rock, creating a gruesomely tragic scene.

For a moment,

the entire area seemed to quiet down a bit from the impact of the stone.

Apart from the moans of the wounded and the shivering of the uninjured survivors, there was no other unnecessary noise.

Inside the purple sandalwood Gundam Mecha, Bai Shi, who was synchronizing the live scene through Dream Entry, couldn’t help but be dumbstruck by everything before him.

Yet, Chen Yun remained unmoved.

To him, this was merely a minor event.

After all, this one stone didn’t manage to kill everyone.

There were about seven or eight lucky individuals who, by completely avoiding the main impact point,

also dodged the flying debris.

But despite this, most of them acted like they were insane.

Some of the survivors knelt on the ground, clutching their heads tightly with both hands, trembling continuously, muttering under their breath as if praying for a miracle or perhaps cursing everything that had just happened.

Others had a vacant look in their eyes, their faces devoid of any expression as if the fear and shock had exceeded their capacity to bear.

Among them was a man with a bearded face and messy hair, his eyes emitting a crazy gleam.

He tightly grasped a firearm that had fallen on the ground, but his movements were stiff, showing no intention of using it.

He suddenly stood up and started sprinting madly, his throat releasing a hoarse shout as if trying to escape this horrifying place, but he soon fell to the ground, continuing his mad behavior.

There was also a young woman, her clothes covered in dust.

Her face streaked with tears, she kept looking back at the huge pit, then turned her head around in panic, as if searching for something or fearing something might suddenly appear.

Her breathing was rapid, her voice trembling, repeatedly saying, "This can’t be ... this can’t be ..."

Chen Yun paid no attention to these crazed people.

Instead, he looked at another man, burly in stature.

He was the leader of the group, but now he was curled up, holding his arms tightly over his head as if still dodging non-existent debris.

His eyes were tightly closed, sweat dripping from his forehead, and even though he wasn’t physically injured, his spirit had clearly reached the verge of collapse.

But he was only scared for a moment.

He quickly regained his composure.

Though his eyes still showed some signs of shock, he retained much of his reason compared to those completely insane survivors.

The leader looked towards the purple sandalwood Gundam.

Fear and madness flickered in his eyes.

He hesitated for a moment.

Unable to resist, he picked up the submachine gun next to him and aimed it at the purple sandalwood Gundam, firing.

It was as if he were venting the fear and anger in his heart.

Although he had recovered from the initial panic, the deep-seated fear hadn’t completely faded.

As his fingers pulled the trigger.

Almost mechanically pressing, bullets poured out like raindrops, striking the purple sandalwood Gundam, making a clanging sound.

Yet, it seemed the Gundam had not sustained any actual damage.

Theoretically speaking, purple sandalwood could not withstand such bullet damage.

But the problem was.

Today’s purple sandalwood was different.

However, it’s better to say the bullets hit a defensive shield rather than the purple sandalwood Gundam itself.

The Spiritual Position enveloped the exterior of the purple sandalwood Gundam, forming an absolute defense.

Like an AT field, and like an energy shield.

In any case.

These bullets had no effect on that transparent barrier.

In fact.

A certain intuition told Chen Yun that the protective ability of this Spiritual Position was equivalent to the physical defense ability of his own body.

With it, the purple sandalwood Gundam could even clash with a real mecha.

As the bullets in the submachine gun were all fired, the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

The leader’s finger was still tightly pressing the now empty trigger, as if he wanted to prove through this action that he still controlled the situation.

But when he realized the magazine was empty and the threat in front of him had not lessened, a deep sense of powerlessness surged through him.

Staring at the unscathed purple sandalwood Gundam, he found it even harder to believe the reality.

Chen Yun controlled the Gundam to slowly step forward, each step unusually heavy, as if giving the leader enough space and time to accept the reality.

The towering figure of the purple sandalwood Gundam seemed even more majestic with its slow steps, imposingly pressing down on everything around it.

"You ... who exactly are you?"

The leader’s voice trembled.

Chen Yun controlled the purple sandalwood Gundam to stop, his gaze resting on the leader but choosing not to respond.

The purple sandalwood Gundam stood silently, like an insurmountable barrier, providing an unprecedented sense of oppression to everyone present.

The next moment.

That transparent Spiritual Position suddenly expanded outward like a shockwave.

All the armed survivors were instantly blown away, killed, leaving the dust to settle.

Not a single survivor was spared.