Nuclear-powered Sword Immortal Novel

A colossal Star Gate blazes with celestial radiance along the shoreline, its hundred-meter frame thrumming with otherworldly energy.

Through the gateway emerges an unfathomable force—legions of steel-forged soldiers stretch to the horizon, while fighter squadrons carve patterns of devastation across the Sky Dome. Below, an armada of aircraft carriers, destroyers, and frigates commands the ocean depths, every weapon trained on a single figure.

"By Federation Command authority, surrender or face annihilation," the order crackles through the air.

Gu Jinlai steps forward.

His body expands beyond mortal comprehension, ascending to the form of a primordial Chaos Demon God towering thousands of kilometers high. White dwarf luminescence radiates from his being—gravity itself bends to his will, birthing thunder, lightning, and tsunamis that ripple across a thousand-mile radius.

The war machines below shrink to insignificance before him.

His hand closes around a hydrogen bomb as though grasping a pebble. Within his nuclear core, electrons dance at the edge of collapse. Helium cascades forth, igniting a chain reaction—Deuterium and Tritium fuse in an inferno of billions of degrees, kindling a second sun upon the ocean's surface.

Then, silence.

Gu Jinlai's palms compress together, sealing the catastrophic brilliance within. Not a shred of energy escapes his grasp.

"I suggest you reconsider war," he says, his voice carrying the weight of inevitable consequence.