Chapter 153 Absolute Zero and Heavy Water

The most cutting-edge level of human weaponry is, of course, the nuclear bomb. Eastern and Western configurations differ, with China's Yu Min design far surpassing the Western standard. As for North India...

Not familiar, don't know.

But Wei Yuan recognized this fiery light.

Because he once treated Taotie to an even more potent version.

A human-made specialty: the mushroom cloud.

He never expected that after feeding Taotie this stuff, he would become the target of a mushroom cloud attack himself. However, these things, both in terms of yield and size, were far from comparable to the ones from back then.

Wei Yuan slightly lowered his body.

The demonic weapon in his palm was enveloped in purple-black flames.

Nuclear bombs? Wei Yuan, at the level of a Kunlun Mountain God, feared nothing with a yield less than the Great Sun.

Flames, explosions, shockwaves – the Tiangang True Art's Returning Wind Reversing Fire perfectly countered them.

Moreover, with his speed, Zongdi Jinguang (Vertical Golden Light) could directly evade nuclear weapons, and Earth Evasion could also avoid them. But he worried that the aftershocks and shockwaves would harm the old bull, whose lifespan was already dwindling. Unable to dodge, he could only withstand it head-on.

These weapons, carrying the hopes of the Indian Devas, flew towards him.

"Die, hahaha!"

"This is the crystallization of our wisdom!"

"The greatest weapon! You demonic creature, burn to ashes in the fire of the gods!"

The Devas laughed, but Wei Yuan clearly saw that the closer these flaming nuclear weapons got to him, the more scattered they became, moving in an almost erratic manner.

To prevent any of these mushroom clouds from hitting a dead rat by blind luck, Wei Yuan slightly spread his fingers.

Sleeve Universe!

Using only a portion of its power.

The immense pulling force guided these weapons towards him.

Wei Yuan roared, and his body instantly split into numerous figures. A whirlwind swept through, and the Chiyou demonic weapon in his hand lashed out, striking the nuclear warheads and sending them flying. Wei Yuan had expected these things to explode, and had prepared to use the Tiangang Returning Wind Reversing Fire to send them back.

But they didn't. They flew out like large stones, landing on the ground without detonating.

They drew a *biu* curve in the air.

Landing on the ground, they even bounced a couple of times.

Wei Yuan: "............"

The Devas: "............"

"Duds?"

Wei Yuan's lips twitched, and he forcibly suppressed his divine power.

"Duds?!"

The voices of the Indian Devas came to an abrupt halt, and a look of panic spread across their faces. They rushed forward in disbelief, peering left and right, touching them, muttering, "No, impossible, how could there be another problem?"

"No, that's not right. At least, at least they couldn't all be duds."

"There was a fifty percent chance they would explode!"

Wei Yuan suddenly sensed something was off.

Like Yu the Great, as a possessor of the 'iron-headed' trait, although unable to perform divination, had an even stronger innate ability to sense danger. In other words, people like him relied on instinct, not logic. He subconsciously took half a step back, his fingers slightly spread.

Tiangang Thirty-Six Supreme Divine Power - Returning Wind Reversing Fire!

A rare defensive divine power within the Tiangang True Art.

As for how it defends?

I'll smash the enemy's fire back at them, smear their face with their own storm.

Kill the enemy.

Then I'll be safe.

Therefore, it's a defensive divine power.

The full name is the Daoist Defensive Counterattack Killing Divine Power.

Those mushroom clouds, surrounded by the Devas, suddenly exploded. Even if their yield was low, the nature was the same. Or rather, because Wei Yuan had gathered these things together, the yield increased. In an instant, the flames and shockwaves engulfed them all.

And the aftershocks of the flames were directly reversed by the Returning Wind Reversing Fire divine power, adding fuel to the fire.

A ball of flames happened to hit Rama, the wielder of the sword.

A series of shrill screams.

Wei Yuan had to admit once again that for group attacks, nothing was faster than planting mushroom clouds.

A sword can kill ten thousand pigs, but your hand will go soft.

But a hundred thousand pigs might be gone with one mushroom cloud.

However, the duds from just now…

Wei Yuan looked up. The white-haired youth walked out from behind him, water flowing around his fingers.

As expected…

Even in this place, for all of them to be duds was ridiculous… No, if they were all duds in this place, could I actually understand?

Wei Yuan looked up and said, "When did you learn this?"

Wuzhiqi sneered:

"Human weapons are nothing. Besides, the quality is quite low."

"It feels like Gandhi in the Civilization series, always resorting to nuclear strikes in the end. As for how I did it?"

His fingers slightly clenched, water swirling around them.

He said calmly, "Ever heard of heavy water?"

"Something that accounts for 0.02% of the mass of ordinary water, used by humans to slow down neutrons and control the nuclear fission process. This is basic heavy water. But if you add spirituality to heavy water, you can get something new. I created it myself, called Yuan Heavy Water. It can directly stop nuclear fission."

"Above that, there's Binary Heavy Water, infused with divinity."

He paused and said slowly, "Wei Yuan, don't rely too much on current weapon systems."

Wuzhiqi's tone was unusually serious: "Any, any water god, even the water ghost in your house, has this potential. After being exposed to your knowledge, they can easily obtain heavy water to slow down neutrons and control nuclear fission."

"Because it's just separation in water."

"Apart from needing patience, there's almost no difficulty."

"And after adding spirituality and divinity to it to obtain Yuan Heavy Water, they can directly suppress nuclear fission, not to mention Binary Heavy Water after further purification, directly reducing the speed of neutrons, stopping nuclear fission, or reducing the speed of nuclear fission to a level that gods can evade."

"Flame-type gods are inherently immune to flame blast energy."

"Mountain gods can directly evade by burrowing into the earth."

"And ice gods... or rather, gods who deal with temperature."

"Can completely achieve atomic Bose-Einstein condensate."

"What?"

Wei Yuan's thoughts paused, and he suddenly realized that he couldn't understand the monkey's train of thought.

Wuzhiqi shrugged:

"In other words, absolute zero. In this state, the movement speed of particles is frozen, and the phenomenon of thermal motion disappears. That is to say... any natural god can easily be immune to your current strongest attacks. This is a warning, Wei Yuan. Find a way to improve the conventional weapons of the human race."

Wei Yuan was silent for a moment, then suddenly realized something: "You like playing Stellaris because..."

Wuzhiqi's lips curled up, and he said pleasantly, "Because of the effects of fantasy technology inside."

"I can really try to do it."

"I also have to thank human imagination. I have many more skill choices."

Wei Yuan: "............"

Crap.

This monkey is completely the max-level version of the Fourth Calamity in reality, right?!

Wuzhiqi gazed at the tattered Devas in front and said, "Are these the enemies?"

"Heh... I saw that monkey, and Rama with the sword."

Wei Yuan nodded: "Let's go together. By the way, what did you learn in such a short time?"

"The highest excellence is like that of water?"

He asked curiously. The monkey is stubborn, but he wants to learn the highest excellence is like that of water?

Wuzhiqi frowned and said, "That old man... no, that old gentleman's remaining will just told me a lot of things, but he didn't tell me what water is. Even when I impatiently wanted to ask him, he avoided the topic."

"And the first thing he taught me was state of mind."

Wuzhiqi said slowly:

"Therefore, constantly without desire, observe its wonders; constantly with desire, observe its boundaries."

"He said that as long as you can do this, you will eventually touch the Great Dao."

The eyes of the Huai River Disaster Sovereign were thoughtful, as if a new door had been opened.

But Wei Yuan's heart was shaken. He knew the weight of this sentence.

The will left by Lao Tzu personally imparted these words. These fifteen characters are the most important in the opening of the Dao De Jing.

The Dao that can be described is not the eternal Dao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. Nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth; named is the mother of all things. Then, then are those fifteen characters. Therefore, I must do this and that. This is the absolute true teaching.

Not teaching about water, but teaching him how to control the Dao.

This is truly a great opportunity.

Wei Yuan sighed.

Wuzhiqi looked proudly at the enemies in front and said, "Today, we shall drink and kill enemies!"

Wei Yuan nodded, holding his sword with a calm expression. But then he smelled a scent of wine, paused slightly, subconsciously turned his head, and saw Wuzhiqi flick his sleeves, and a whole box of special-ingredient versions of transparent liquid directly turned into a tornado, carrying a strong smell of spirits.

Wuzhiqi drained it in one gulp.

Wei Yuan: "??? Wait..."

"No, crap, this is real wine!"

His eyes widened. Even he could feel this strong alcoholic scent, needing to use his mana to dispel it. But Wuzhiqi, the ancient wine wasn't this strong. After waking up, he had been drinking cola all the time. He didn't like modern wine at all. Moreover...

Wei Yuan saw a smiling fox-eared beauty emoticon on that box, and his face stiffened.

"............Tu Shan special product?" (Tu Shan is a location in Chinese mythology associated with foxes)

The heroic Wuzhiqi's expression froze.

His body swayed, and he fell forward.

Finally, a stick appeared in his hand, propping him up, still lowering his head, swaying and staggering.

A special product from Tu Shan in Qingqiu, a strong wine soaked in special spiritual herbs for countless years.

Just the scraps could knock out the water ghost, who was also a water-type god.

But Wuzhiqi drank a whole box of the real thing.

In one gulp.

Wei Yuan's lips twitched. He looked at the white-haired youth who had suddenly stopped moving and asked cautiously:

"Water Sovereign, are you, are you alright..."

"Water Sovereign?"

"O-of course I'm alright... hic..."

Wuzhiqi hiccuped, suddenly stood up, raised his head, and said in a calm tone.

Wei Yuan breathed a sigh of relief.

Wuzhiqi said calmly, "Also, don't call me Water Sovereign."

"Call me Great Sage!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha ha..."

Wei Yuan: "???"

Okay, understood.

He's drunk.

That white-haired youth raised his head, carrying the water stick on his shoulder, laughing loudly, his face flushed with intoxication, his eyes slightly narrowed, his golden pupils filled with drunkenness. Without a doubt, this wine must have added divine-era spirit fruits, it's simply inhumanely extravagant.

Wuzhiqi waved his hand and laughed loudly: "Monsters ahead, who dares to be presumptuous!"

"Hahahaha, your Great Sage Grandpa is here!"

"Little ones, get hyped up!"

"Okay Water Sovereign, no problem Water Sovereign."

The museum owner's expression remained unchanged.

A phone appeared in his hand at some point.

Snap, snap, snap, taking photos continuously.

There were Devas rushing over. Wuzhiqi slapped them away with a backhand swing of the water stick, directly sending them flying. He wielded the divine-era water stick and rushed out, fighting a few moves, but felt it was not enough. He pondered. Hanuman in front saw that he was also a monkey, so he attacked again.

The Vajra pestle in his hand smashed down heavily.

Wuzhiqi was confused: "That's not right, something's missing..."

The Vajra pestle smashed heavily on Wuzhiqi's head.

The smile on Hanuman's face froze.

He only felt his palms trembling and numb.

This monkey, is his head made of iron?

Hanuman, who was said to have the power to move mountains and seas but did not possess the vajra indestructible head-iron attribute, saw that his treasure was directly dented, while Wuzhiqi was unharmed. Recorded in the legendary classics, with a green body and white head, golden eyes and snow-white teeth, a head of iron was recognized by Yu the Great. This was also the mythical original text of Sun Wukong's indestructible body.

Hanuman's gaze froze.

Then he saw Wuzhiqi impatiently grab with his left hand.

In Hanuman's eyes, a hand instantly grew larger, obscuring the sky and covering the earth, directly grabbing his head.

Full of pressure.

Slammed him directly on the ground with a backhand.

Wuzhiqi staggered, filled with drunkenness, mumbled for a while, then suddenly slapped his head and laughed, "I get it, I get it." He opened his phone, turned on the music software, searched for: "Xu Jingqing - Cloud Palace Sound, external speaker."

A burst of unruly music exploded.

After thinking about it, it still wasn't quite right.

Search again.

'Cloud Palace Sound - Heavy Music Version.'

'Tang Xuanzang listened and directly snatched the Ruyi Jingu Bang (As-You-Wish Golden Staff) and fought to the Western Paradise version is already equipped'

'Tang Sanzang turning into Tang Sangzang is ready'

Directly used mana to create speaker constructs.

Wuzhiqi, who had drunk too much and was on a high, laughed loudly: "This is more like it."

He looked ahead, saw the dense mass of enemies, and laughed loudly: "Monsters!"

"Eat your grandpa's stick!"

Wuzhiqi, who had secretly watched Havoc in Heaven hundreds of times, gripped his hand backhand.

The divine-era water stick in his hand shook violently, instantly transforming to an unknown height. The end held in his hand was still normal, but the end was as big as a mountain. Wuzhiqi used all his strength and slammed this end down fiercely.

Wei Yuan's pupils shrank.

The whip effect was applied here.

Even when ordinary people swing sticks and whips, the destructive power at the end is much stronger.

The sound of the air being torn apart almost turned into muffled thunder. The many Devas over there saw a stick like a mountain slamming down. Almost without reacting, they were instantly erased by that violent power. Only Hanuman, because he was the son of the Wind God, retreated with Rama, the wielder of the sword.

In front, they saw Wei Yuan holding a halberd.

"Sorry, this road is blocked."

At some point, the Six Jia Divine Gates Formation had been set up here.

Wei Yuan said, "After being trapped for so long, it's rare to have a rampage. We should let him enjoy himself."

"Anyway, if you die, you'll return to Shiva and Vishnu."

"Right?"

Under the Six Jia Divine Gates Formation under their feet, Rama and Hanuman were unable to break through.

Wuzhiqi rampaged wildly with the help of alcohol.

In the end, the two gods were also defeated. Wei Yuan stretched out his hand and grasped the Ring-Sun Sword. The spirituality of this divine sword was leaping, as if cheering. Wei Yuan's heart was filled with melancholy and complexity. Wuzhiqi hiccuped and sneered, "I want to see what this so-called guy looks like who made the 'prototype' of Sun Wukong submit, and then kill him!"

Wei Yuan nodded in agreement: "Not bad, hiding his head and showing his tail."

Wuzhiqi, filled with drunkenness, reached out and tore off the mask.

Revealing a black-haired young face.

Moreover, for some reason, that pervasive true spirit aura was particularly, particularly familiar, particularly deserving of a beating.

Wuzhiqi's eyes widened:

"This true spirit..."

"Why, does it look a little familiar?"

P.S.: Today's second update...