National Fate: We Turn Over the Southern Heavenly Gate, and the Whole Nation Rallies to Aid the Great Sage

A three-day countdown echoed in Zhou Che's mind until he saw the Southern Heavenly Gate with his own eyes. The Great Sage Equal to Heaven was bracing the gate shut with his golden cudgel, holding back the onslaught of countless demons all by himself. The cudgel was bent and covered in cracks.

The Great Sage's fading soul roared, "This old Sun can't hold on much longer... Kid, bring people in and fight your way through!" Clutching his wound, Zhou Che ran into the military camp. A System panel appeared: he could bring fifty people to transmigrate to another world, exchange for cultivation techniques, and send supplies back through a reverse portal. When the military doctor cut away his bandages, the wound had already healed. One bottle of incomplete healing potion left every commander speechless. Cen Weijun slammed the table and roared, "Launch the Southern Heavenly Gate plan at once! Assemble the elite special forces from all five theaters!" Jiang Wanyin synchronized her mind with Zhou Che's and saw the cracks in the golden cudgel in his mental world. When she came back, she said only, "The Ruyi Jingu Bang is about to break. Our ancestors are waiting for us to go help them." Dongfeng missiles rose into position, carrier strike groups closed in, and the Pentagon called to demand an explanation. Cen Weijun slammed down the phone. "I'll set off firecrackers in my own backyard if I damn well please. What's it to you?" The countdown kept ticking. Zhou Che took out a peach and fed it into the System. "Great Sage, have a peach."

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.