Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 111: The Old Man, the Ending of Shuiyuedongtian
“Spiritual Mirror!!”

"If you truly possess a spirit, could you bear to see Shuiyue Cave Heaven and the Tong family, who have protected you for thousands of years, vanish into thin air?"

At this critical moment, the Tong clan's great elder cried and roared, making a desperate plea.

hum! ! !
A vast spiritual power burst out without any warning.

The magic mirror, which was like a dead object in Lian Chengbi's hand, suddenly burst out with terrifying divine power.

"Bang!!"

Lian Chengbi was shocked and took several steps back. He looked at the spiritual mirror that was rising into the air and shining with brilliant light in disbelief. His right hand kept shaking and blood kept dripping onto the ground.

In just a moment, his celestial power was shattered like fragile thin paper.

Not only was he injured, but a huge bloody hole was burned on his right hand that had just been holding the spirit mirror. There was still an unbearable burning pain that continued to corrode him.

Lian Chengbi sneered, "Even if you really have spirituality, what can you do?"

"Your Highness, once you strike this powerful sword, the Dragon God's phantom and the Water Moon Cave Heaven will be wiped out. You can't change anything."

The next moment, the light burst out from the spiritual mirror, barely blocking the sword light that was about to completely wipe out the entire Shuiyue Cave. Layer upon layer of barrier formations visible to the naked eye, and a long river of spiritual power continued to pour down.

"boom!"

The sword intent was like a rolling wave, like a falling sun. How could it be completely blocked by the sudden burst of power from an ownerless dead object?

On the contrary, as the spirit mirror exploded, it seemed to touch the endless ferocity of the sword, causing it to explode completely.

The stars fell to the earth, perhaps no one saw it.

But the edge of a sword is thousands of feet wide, and the sword body seems to be thousands of feet long. The shocking scene of the sword falling from the sky appeared in the eyes of the Tong family members in Shuiyue Cave Heaven, as well as all the people in the outside world who could see this sword.

In the outside world, the two Song dynasties, which had been divided into the north and the south due to disagreements at the time of their founding, almost prostrated themselves on the ground in despair the moment they saw the sword light that covered the sky and the sun falling, and kept kowtowing, praying for God's intervention.

Deep in the Northern Song Dynasty imperial court, an old figure holding a Panlong stick wanted to ascend to heaven for a fight.

Can……

His hands were shaking and his heart was trembling.

The man who once conquered the world with a stick and was invincible, even lost the courage to fight under this sword.

Bathed in the moonlight, he held the coiled dragon stick in his hand and looked at the reflection of the puddle beneath his feet. His pupils dimmed. "I can't believe I'm already this old?"

"So old that you can't even lift a stick?"

He wanted to turn around and go back to his bedroom dejectedly, but he was a little unwilling to do so. He just stared at the sword light falling from the sky, which was brighter than the bright moon.

……

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

All the barriers in Shuiyue Cave exploded.

"boom!"

The spirituality in the spiritual mirror was almost annihilated and was shaken away like a piece of stubborn stone.

"it's over"

The shadow of the Dragon God whimpered unwillingly in his throat.

The glorious past and the brilliant life came to a head at this moment.

The Tong clan's chief elder, other elders, and many clan members also hugged each other and waited for death to come.

Above the nine heavens, a figure came walking on the moon.

He stared indifferently at the terrifying sword light that spanned thousands of meters, almost splitting the entire Shuiyue Cave into two. The buildings in Shuiyue Cave were instantly shredded by the sword light and sword intent.

It was as if he was strolling in a garden, walking down step by step in the void.

"Can't even restrain your thoughts?"

"A life-or-death battle with Kunlun, a false god in heaven, the twelfth level of Dragon God Art?" "Interesting, very interesting."

"Are you right? Dragon God? Or should I call you, Long Qie?"

A soft laugh echoed in death.

The members of the Tong family who had closed their eyes in despair and were waiting to die, as well as the shadowy figure of the Dragon God who had already walked back to the lantern festival and saw his relatives waving at him, all opened their eyes in astonishment.

"Huh? We're not dead?"

"Hahaha, that's great, we didn't die."

"Great Elder, Great Elder, did you see that?"

"I see, hermit, put your pants on. How can you be so grown up?"

"Bah, I just didn't want to wear them, okay? My pants were shredded by the sword energy just now, but I'm still alive, so I'm glad."

"Yeah, really... Damn it, Yinshi, can you please stop hugging me from behind? You're poking me."

"Haha, I can't help it, I can't help it."

The Tong clan members in Shuiyue Cave cried with joy.

Everyone enjoyed the joy of surviving the disaster.

Only the Tong clan's chief elder and other elders such as the hermits looked up at the sky worriedly, knowing that the Tong clan's disaster was not over yet, because a greater catastrophe had already arrived.

"Your Mightiness……"

The great elder of the Tong family rose into the air and bowed from afar towards Zhu Jinzhen's position in the sky.

From the heavens above, Zhu Jinzhen's voice was heard: "Tong clan, surrender or be exterminated."

"I'm not interested in listening to your nonsense. Give me an answer within an hour."

"Now, stand down."

The moment the words fell, the Tong clan's great elder instantly fell back to the ground from the sky.

It's like going back in time.

Surrender, or exterminate the clan?
The Tong clan's chief elder, the hermit and secluded elders beside him, and those Tong clan members who had just celebrated their survival, all had frozen expressions on their faces.

"I, did I hear correctly?"

"What should we do, Great Elder?"

"Yes, Great Elder, we and..." A member of the Tong clan wanted to say that he would fight with Zhu Jinzhen, but he thought of the scene just now where he defeated the Dragon God, broke the Spirit Mirror, and completely split the entire Shuiyue Cave.

But I couldn't say the last few words.

If you want to fight, you must have the strength.

Considering the supreme power that Zhu Jinzhen displayed, which was comparable to that of immortals and Buddhas, the entire Tong family was just ants in front of him. What could they use to fight?
Panic spread quickly.

They had just faced death and luckily survived.

Few people can still face death calmly.

In particular, this time it was not the situation like before where there was only death and no choice. The panic and fear of death spread as quickly as a virus.

"Hey, what do you think?"

The Tong clan's chief elder took in their reactions and couldn't help but sigh. He then looked at the hermit and other elders, wanting to ask for their opinions.

"If it's about the survival of the Tong family, I think..." An elder said this and hesitated, but everyone else knew what he meant.

"Yinluo's words are exactly what I think. To be honest, Great Elder, we have no choice!" The hermit smiled bitterly and sighed endlessly.

They were able to survive not because the Tong family was blessed by heaven, but because the one in the sky showed mercy. Otherwise, the Tong family would have been wiped out by the sword light that split the sky and the earth.

(End of this chapter)