SFS Chapter 665 Protecting this place
Chapter 665 Protecting this place
The old man had flowing hair and beard, and his strong, tall, and imposing figure stood against the light.
Zang Jie's pupils contracted.
This person actually possesses the aura of a god!
Is there a true god in this unknown dimension?
"Who are you?" Zang Jie twitched his finger bones slightly, and Chu Xuantian, who was tightly bound by runes, floated behind him involuntarily, only able to stare wide-eyed.
Chu Xuantian stared intently at Qin Zhengwu, who stood before the new sun.
It was him! The god who had trapped her in this patch of scallions!
He is also... the head of the Qin family!
Qin Zhengwu strode forward, walking step by step toward Zang Jie and the massive army of 20,000 men behind him.
His appearance gradually became clearer in the eyes of the Star Clan members.
The Qin family's signature black patriarch's robe fluttered in the wind, its hem embroidered with the family crest. The old man's face was weathered, his wrinkles etched with the marks of time, but his eyes shone with an astonishing brightness, calm and profound, as if they could see through eternity.
He was holding a strangely shaped, dark black cane.
The top of the cane seemed to be a dragon's head, or perhaps a dog's head, baring its teeth and glaring with bright eyes, a mixture of naivety and fierce cuteness, which subtly contrasted with the old man's solemn and imposing aura.
The old man did not deliberately release any pressure, but he simply walked step by step, treading over the mountains.
The radiance of the new sun is his natural backdrop, and the mountains and rivers of the mainland seem to breathe in sync with him.
He slowly raised his eyelids, his gaze calmly falling on the purple skull. His voice was not loud, yet powerful and deep, each word like a drumbeat striking the world, clearly reaching the ears of every living being present:
"You all come and go as you please? That's not true. You're showing us no respect at all."
The moment he finished speaking, a vast and boundless aura suddenly spread out from him.
Zang Jie's face immediately turned extremely ugly.
This pressure was no less than his.
A truly god-level pressure!
His expression hardened, and his purple bone claws shot out, carrying a ghostly purple energy capable of annihilating souls, tearing through space and grabbing straight at Qin Zhengwu.
This plane is too strange, and it is not advisable to delay any longer. He must finish this battle quickly, capture this old man, and take Chu Xuantian away!
Despite the terrifying attack, Qin Zhengwu remained calm and composed.
He slammed the Longyuan cane in front of him and shouted, "Longyuan, stretch your muscles!"
"Ouch——"
A strange sound, like a dragon's roar or a husky's howl, was heard, and the husky's dragon head at the top of the cane suddenly came to life.
Its eyes emitted a bright golden light, and the staff instantly extended, covered with jet-black dragon scales that shimmered with golden light.
The next moment, a majestic and somewhat peculiar black dragon roared and fully materialized from the cane.
The enormous dragon body coiled in mid-air, the divine dragon casually swaying its tail.
boom!
The dragon's tail and bone claws collided violently, unleashing a deafening roar, and a terrifying energy shockwave spread in all directions like a tsunami.
The entire subcontinent seemed to tremble slightly.
On the mainland, whether it's Phoenix Feather, Deer Cry, or Great Kun...
All living beings felt a sense of dread and looked up at the sky with fear and awe.
"What's going on? Why is the ground shaking?"
"Is it an earthquake?"
"No, I'm afraid it's not as simple as an earthquake. Look at the sky!"
Thick clouds churned wildly in the sky, and behind the clouds, it seemed as if unimaginable, terrifying energies were colliding violently.
The purplish-black evil light and the dazzling golden light intertwined and flashed, but all the dissipated energy was restrained by an invisible force in the high sky, without affecting the earth below in the slightest.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, in the heavens..." Song Yuzhi and a group of generals rushed into the palace where Emperor Dakun was, but their emperor, Empress Wan Feiping, had already disappeared.
"Your Majesty, where has Her Majesty gone..." The generals looked anxiously at Wei Yeming, who was leisurely sipping tea.
Wei Yeming smiled kindly, looking quite proud: "She went to drive away the locusts."
"Ah? But in the sky..." they were about to say something more.
Wei Yeming waved his hand to stop them from speaking, "Since you're here, sit down and have a few drinks together, and wait for the clouds to part and the sun to shine."
He stood up leisurely and walked out of the hall.
"Guards, prepare a banquet! Our great Kun is celebrating with the whole nation!"
"Huh? Is this a time for national celebration?" The military officers wanted to say something, but Song Yuzhi looked up at the sky and vaguely guessed what was going on.
That level of combat is beyond the reach of someone as mere War Emperor as she is now.
Her intuition told her that once the world calmed down... her Wei Lang would return from the second heaven and marry her.
A hint of joy flashed in her eyes, and Song Yuzhi exclaimed, "Let's listen to the Emperor Consort! The whole country should celebrate!"
The sky, above the clouds.
The battle entered a fierce stage.
Qin Zhengwu and Long Yuan were of one mind and worked together seamlessly.
He was bestowed with the divine status of a guardian deity of the continent by Youyou. On this land that belonged to him, his divine power surged infinitely. With every move he made, he could manipulate the laws of the continent, and his fists and palms could unleash the power of mountains and rivers.
Longyuan is even more ferocious, his dragon breath carrying the destructive power to shatter space. Although the dragon head looks a bit out of place, its combat power is absolutely formidable.
The more Venerable Burial of Calamity fought, the more alarmed he became.
The power levels of the old man and the strange dragon completely exceeded his understanding of this lower plane.
"Damn it! Purple Fiend Annihilation Wave!" Zang Jie roared, clapping his arms together to condense a terrifying torrent of purple energy powerful enough to corrode the soul, which slammed towards Qin Zhengwu.
Qin Zhengwu's expression was solemn as he formed a hand seal: "Myriad Manifestations Barrier!"
Behind them, the illusory images of mainland mountains and rivers appeared, forming a solid barrier.
Long Yuan narrowed his dragon eyes, rushed forward, and swallowed a portion of the energy, successfully weakening the attack.
The battle between the gods was earth-shattering, and for a time it was difficult to determine who was superior.
The 20,000 Star Clan troops behind Burial were extremely excited.
They brandished their weapons and uttered strange syllables, cheering for their clan's leader.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
"Quack quack!"
If the Venerable One hadn't given the order, they would have rushed forward right now and torn the black dog-headed dragon to pieces.
Burial Calamity, caught between a dragon and a god, became hesitant and could no longer restrain himself.
He didn't want to outnumber the gods of a small plane, but the old man's cane dragon was too powerful, completely one against two. If he continued to resist, he would be swallowed by the dragon sooner or later.
Without further hesitation, his skull jaws opened and closed, emitting a sharp hiss: "All troops, attack! Tear that monster dragon to pieces!"
"Roar!"
The 20,000-strong Star Clan army could no longer contain themselves. Upon receiving the order, they roared with excitement and surged towards Dragon Abyss like a purple tide bursting its banks, carrying with it a ghostly light that could annihilate energy!
At this critical moment.
"laugh--"
A faint yet incredibly sharp sound, like a silver needle piercing cloth, suddenly rang out from the rear of the Star Clan army.
Immediately afterwards, a blazing golden-red light, as intense as a meteor, pierced through the dense formation of the Star Clan army with incredible speed.
The sight that the light shone upon was breathtaking.
It wasn't a spectacular explosion, nor was it a clash of lousy spells.
Only the purest and most extreme penetration and tearing!
The golden-red light, like a red-hot branding iron, pierced through the entire Star Clan army without any hindrance.
Along its path, all the Star Clan warriors that tried to block it, whether their thick bone armor or energy shields, melted and vaporized silently upon contact, like a hot knife cutting through lard.
There was no time to even scream.
Just one charge!
Wear them side by side!
The golden-red light carved a straight blank space through the dense Star Clan army formation.
The Star Clan warriors on both sides of the blank space hadn't even reacted yet; their bodies stiffened, and they stared blankly at the Death Path in the middle that had been cleared away in an instant.
The streak of light suddenly stopped in the center of the battlefield, its radiance dimming slightly to reveal a figure.
The newcomer was clad in dark gold armor, tall and agile, holding an ancient, dark red spear that pointed diagonally at the ground, its tip emitting a chilling, scorching light.
Beneath his helmet, his gaze was as cold as ice as he surveyed the enemy army, which had fallen into a brief silence.
It was none other than Wan Feiping, the first female emperor in history!
She didn't even look back at the "passage" she had instantly created; she flicked the tip of her gun slightly, as if she were merely brushing away a speck of dust.
An eerie silence fell over the entire battlefield.
Even the roaring Star Clan army instinctively paused for a moment, looking at this uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared and caused such terrifying damage with a single blow with suspicion.
The purplish hue in Venerable Burial's eyes suddenly twitched: "Another True God?"
Qin Zhengwu stroked his beard and smiled, and Longyuan let out a dragon roar with approval.
Wan Feiping raised his eyes, his icy gaze locking onto the Burial Tribulation Venerable. His voice was calm, yet filled with fighting spirit:
Those who invade our territory...
"Kill without mercy!"
Before she finished speaking, her figure transformed once again into that destructive golden-red streak of light, charging into the Star Clan army that had not yet fully reacted!
The God of War is the second most powerful god in terms of combat strength among all gods, second only to the God of Creation!
With a sense of justice in fighting for the world, one can generate overwhelming combat power that absolutely crushes the enemy.
The formal executions had only just begun.
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Meanwhile, on the edge of the void on the other side of the subcontinent.
The Venerable Guixu, who was planning to infiltrate this plane to investigate, happened to run into Zhao Xun, the God of Prophecy, who was trying to stop the Star Clan army.
Zhao Xun looked up at the flash of light in the thick clouds above, a hint of relief appearing in his eyes.
He thought he would have to fight off the locusts alone, but unexpectedly, two other gods appeared in this place.
It seems that the master has arranged everything very well.
A smile appeared on Zhao Xun's lips. He slowly withdrew his gaze and fixed it on Venerable Guixu opposite him, as well as the small squad of Star Clan soldiers behind him.
"You also possess divinity." The Venerable Guixu's voice, like the scraping of metal, resounded in his throat; it was not a question, but an affirmation.
An unpleasant laugh followed: "But you look very weak."
Zhao Xun's face was pale. His previous calculations had consumed too much of his mental energy, resulting in a backlash.
But his eyes remained firm.
"As long as I have a breath left, I will not let you trample on this land at will."
"Since you're courting death, then we'll use you as a hostage to threaten those two true gods above."
Venerable Guixu made a direct move!
He struck out with his purple bone palm, which seemed to contain a spinning black hole that devoured all light and energy.
Zhao Xun is a god of prophecy, but he is not good at direct combat.
He barely managed to dodge, his eyes flashing with the trajectories of stars as he tried to anticipate every attack from Guixu.
"Southwest, retreat!" He warned himself in advance, narrowly avoiding a beam of light that seemed to devour him.
"Above, space is imprisoned."
He anticipated the opponent's move and teleported in advance.
For a time, he managed to barely maneuver under the onslaught of Venerable Guixu's attacks, thanks to his accurate predictions. Like a small boat in a stormy sea, he seemed to be in danger, but he always managed to avoid danger at the most critical moment.
Annoying flies.
Unable to gain the upper hand after a prolonged attack, Venerable Guixu grew increasingly impatient. "Foresight? Let's see how long you can foresee!"
"Ten Thousand Souls Devour the Heart!"
He suddenly opened his skeletal maw, spewing out countless agonizing and wailing phantoms of vengeful spirits. These phantoms ignored spatial distance and rushed towards Zhao Xun from all directions.
This move is extremely difficult to dodge.
Zhao Xun's pupils contracted as he frantically channeled his divine power to predict the attack. His face instantly turned ashen: "No... the range is too large... I can't dodge it... Pfft!"
He spat out another mouthful of divine blood, foreseeing his impending severe injury, yet powerless to change it.
Just as the thousands of vengeful spirits were about to devour Zhao Xun—
At this critical moment!
The heavens and earth trembled and spun like a mirror.
The sun disappeared, and a pitch-black night replaced the blue sky, while the waning moon, shrouded in mist, appeared in everyone's sight.
“This moonlight…” Venerable Guixu felt a tremor in his purple bones, and a faint pain came from the surface of his bones.
This moonlight contains the most primordial aura of the Creator God, which has a natural suppressive effect on their Star Clan!
Venerable Guixu shouted angrily, "Did you predict that the moon would appear?"
The countless vengeful spirits he released trembled and flew back into his body the instant the moonlight appeared, almost turning against him!
Zhao Xun did not respond to Gui Xu's words because he was doing his best to manipulate the clouds and mist to conceal the moon's true appearance.
He didn't know what his master was doing in the Second Heaven, but he knew he couldn't let the moon's true form and his master's former remains frighten these Star Clan people.
He must stall for time as much as possible, making the StarClan lower their guard and wait for their master to return so that these invaders can be completely annihilated.
Suddenly, the moon's descent accelerated dramatically. Burial and the Star Clan felt a sense of relief wash over them, as if they had been granted a pardon. Their chests heaved, and they straightened their backs once more.
"Hehe, it seems I overestimated you. The moon is at its last gasp and can no longer protect you."
As soon as he finished speaking, the moonlight suddenly went out, and the world was plunged into darkness.
"Jie Jie Jie Jie!"
Gui Xu laughed arrogantly, believing that this continent was already under the control of their Star Clan.
Just as he was about to make another move to take down this little god of prophecy, he heard Zhao Xun's weak but laughing voice come from the darkness: "You have already chosen your own death."
hum-
A ray of pure, gentle yet irresistible light suddenly pierced through the thick darkness.
Like the first rays of dawn, it spread and expanded rapidly.
A brand new, flawless moon, radiating boundless vitality and serene power, slowly rises from the top of the sky.
The moonlight, like a ribbon, instantly washed away all darkness, illuminating the entire void as bright as day.
The purple in Venerable Guixu's eyes suddenly froze, and his arrogant laughter came to an abrupt halt.