Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 381 After the sixth brother comes an even more sixth brother.
After exchanging pleasantries for a while, Gu Nan explained to Ying Zheng the matter of the protagonists of the heavens descending upon the prehistoric world.

Ying Zheng listened quietly, his eyes flashing with countless pieces of information and deductions. His brows furrowed slightly, but quickly relaxed again: "Let's leave them alone for now. We'll deal with all matters after I've dealt with the First Emperor."

The Ancestral Dragon, the progenitor of the dragon race, is a supreme being at the pinnacle of creation, and is currently the largest and most stubborn boulder standing in the way of the Qin Dynasty's hegemony.

All other variables can be postponed until this boulder is completely removed.

Moreover, he had a good understanding of these main characters.

When Russell was a hostage in the State of Zhao, he often recommended fantasy novels to him, such as "Covering the Sky" and "Perfect World," which were basically his bedtime reading.

Meeting him in person now is a rare experience for him.

Of course, this is on the premise that they will not stand in his way; otherwise, no matter who they are, Great Qin will crush them without hesitation.

Gu Nan nodded and said no more.

Inside the cave, the light of the great formation gradually subsided, and the magnificent phantom of the First Emperor's palace slowly dissipated.

Outside, the sky was filled with stars, and a bright, full moon, like a giant jade plate, hung high in the dark blue night sky. The cool moonlight bathed Cangshan City, draping this iron-blooded city in a soft silver veil.

Tonight is a rare full moon night. Gu Nan led Russell to the top floor of the tallest building in Cangshan City, the Star-Picking Tower.

The view here is superb, as if you could reach out and pluck the stars from the sky. Looking down, you can see the entire city and even the distant, vast mountain range.

The rooftop was elegantly furnished, with only a jade table and two cushions.

With a wave of Gu Nan's hand, several exquisite dishes and a pot of ethereal wine appeared on the table.

Facing her old friend Russell, she shed the majesty of an imperial tutor, adopting a somewhat languid posture. She picked up the wine jug and took a large gulp, the clear wine sliding down her fair neck.

She let out a long sigh of relief, a genuinely relaxed smile appearing on her face: "Phew... It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed, without having to think about anything."

Russell sat down opposite her, poured himself a glass of wine, raised his glass to her briefly, and said with a smile, "The capable are often burdened with more work. There's a saying, 'No pain, no gain,' and Brother Zheng drives a Land Rover."

If there is anyone in this world who can truly understand Gu Nan's sacrifices and pressures, Russell is definitely one of them.

Back in the days before the Qin Dynasty was so powerful, he and Gu Nan were both constantly busy, one in charge of foreign wars and the other in charge of domestic stability.

Now, the territory of Xianqin has expanded by more than a hundred or a thousand times, and the enemy it faces is the Dragon Clan, one of the three ancient races. Gu Nan has almost single-handedly shouldered the heavy burden of domestic and foreign affairs, resource allocation, talent cultivation, and many other complex tasks. The hardships he has endured are unimaginable.

In such a vast Immortal Qin, Ying Zheng could focus wholeheartedly on plotting against the First Emperor, and Gu Nan deserves the greatest credit.

"Go to hell." Gu Nan laughed and cursed, not wanting to dwell on the topic any longer.

Although friends often get together to share their grievances and complaints, today's rare good mood shouldn't be ruined by these unpleasant things.

Russell then asked, "By the way, what's the current situation of my master and my two junior brothers?"

The master and junior brother he was referring to were naturally Guiguzi, Gai Nie, and Wei Zhuang.

Yes, there are also Gai Nie and Wei Zhuang in the two thousand years of the poor ghost's world. They are also the successors of the Ghost Valley School of Diplomacy, but that's all. They don't get much involved in the plot of Qin's Moon and Tian Jiu.

Gu Nan took a sip of wine and said, "Master Guiguzi is now guarding Zhenlong Pass, the most important pass in the northern border of our Great Qin. With him in charge, the northern branches of the Dragon Clan dare not cross the line. As for Xiao Nie and Xiao Zhuang, they are now under Master Guiguzi's command and are considered invaluable pillars of our Great Qin."

Upon hearing this, Russell's lips curled into a slight smile. If that's the case, then when the time is right, he could perhaps bring over the Russell from the Poor Ghost world as well. In that world, his master and two junior brothers had all passed away long ago.

The two men, while drinking together, began to reminisce about their glorious past, from getting to know each other to fighting side by side on the battlefield, from court intrigue to roaming the martial world...

Interesting things, dangerous things, and regrets—all these have added a touch of richness to our memories.

However, in this rare moment of tranquility, Russell and Gu Nan stopped talking almost simultaneously, looked up, and stared at the bright full moon in the sky.

The moon, which had been quietly radiating its gentle light, was now shimmering with visible, ripple-like silver light that spread outwards in concentric circles.

The radiance spread like ripples, covering a vast area, making the entire night sky seem as if it were veiled by a flowing moon veil.

“This is…” Gu Nan’s originally languid expression instantly turned serious. She put down the wine pot and frowned slightly: “Someone is mobilizing the power of the moon on a large scale.”

That's really strange.

Such a display of power is beyond the capabilities of ordinary cultivators; it would require at least the full strength of a Celestial Immortal who is proficient in the Way of Yin to trigger it.

As far as she knew, the only one in this secret realm who could achieve this was the Abyss Dragon Lord of the Tianyuan Domain.

Yuan Tong Longjun is the head of the twelve dragon lords under the Wanshou Dragon King of this world. His strength is unfathomable. It is said that he has already stepped halfway into the threshold of the Golden Immortal realm and is the strongest under the Wanshou Dragon King.

Who could possibly have driven him to such a desperate situation, requiring him to draw upon the power of the Taiyin star?

Gu Nan's mind raced. Could it be that one of the protagonists from the myriad realms who had entered the secret realm had made a move?

Russell's eyes flashed, and he asked directly, "Can you pinpoint the exact location?"

“Of course,” Gu Nan replied without hesitation.

She raised her slender finger and gently touched her smooth brow, making a light stroke.

A phantom eye emitting a pale golden light was drawn open from between her eyebrows.

The Heavenly Eye opened, reflecting a miniature image of the entire secret realm: mountains and rivers, cities and seas, the flow of energy...

Countless pieces of information shimmered within it like streams of light.

After a short while, she let out a soft breath and whispered, "Found it..."

Upon hearing this, Russell immediately turned his gaze to the scene presented in Gu Nantian's eyes.

Above the boundless sky of the Abyss Realm, endless silver moonlight poured down like a celestial river, illuminating the entire sky. In the center of this silvery glow, a long, elegant white dragon, its body covered in holy moon-white scales, meandered through the sea of ​​clouds.

With each movement of His, the surrounding elemental tides danced in unison, and a magnificent divine light shone around Him.

Under the rich moonlight, there was an ancient and desolate feeling that seemed to originate from the beginning of time and penetrate deep into the soul.

Opposite Yuan Tonglongjun, a figure thousands of feet tall, resembling a colossal beast emerging from the primordial era, was breathing heavily, with two jets of scorching white air shooting out of his nostrils like columns of air.

His body was surrounded by churning demonic energy, with countless wronged souls and resentful spirits wailing and churning.

"Lu Sheng!?" Russell was taken aback when he saw the thousand-foot-tall demonic body.

He had seen one of Lu Sheng's other selves during a mission in the Main God Space, and now that he saw him again, he recognized him at a glance.

"He actually went up against the Dragon Lord Yuantong? And even forced him to activate the power of the Taiyin Star?" A hint of surprise flashed in Russell's eyes, which then turned into intense interest: "This is going to be a good show."

Among the protagonists from various realms who entered this world, apart from anomalies like him and Ye Fan who were half-step Great Luo Immortals, most of them were at the Pseudo-Golden Immortal level.

Lu Sheng was like this, and so was Wang Lin, whom they had met earlier.

They possess destructive power at the level of Golden Immortals, but their level of life and understanding of the laws of heaven and earth are far inferior.

Just like now, Lu Sheng was almost being suppressed by Yuan Tong Long Jun, whose cultivation level was lower than his own.

Gu Nan naturally knew Lu Sheng, and upon hearing this, she couldn't help but frown. The troublemaking ability of these main characters was even stronger than she had expected.

"Should we go and help out? It would be a good deed." Gu Nan then asked.

Judging from Russell's ability to recognize Lu Sheng's identity at a glance, Russell must know Lu Sheng.

Russell, however, remained unhurried. He poured himself another glass of wine, took a leisurely sip, and then shook his head and laughed, "No rush, no rush. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. There's still Old Six squatting over there watching the show."

"Sixth Brother?" Gu Nan was also taken aback upon hearing this. When she looked at Lu Sheng again, she was looking at the conditions with an answer in mind. Finally, she sensed another aura on Lu Sheng: "What is this?"

“Li Changshou, you can also call him Venus.” Russell smiled, but his gaze returned to the battlefield.

Seeing that Yuan Tonglongjun was serious, Lu Sheng grinned and said, "Now that's getting interesting!"

He laughed wildly, holding nothing back. When he used Deep Blue to analyze the bloodline supernatural power of the Azure Dragon Lord, he had already deduced several optimal tactics based on the characteristics of the dragon race, and now he could use them to test them.

He took a sudden step forward, a step that seemed to tread upon the very heartbeat of the entire Tianyuan Domain.

An aura of cataclysmic destruction, like a cataclysmic calamity bringing the end of all things, suddenly spread out from him.

Below, in the vast, murky waters, a blood-red sun suddenly rises, radiating an ominous and destructive aura.

The light of the blood sun compressed wildly inward. After several breaths, the blood sun suddenly went out, and all the blood-red light condensed at the core. A non-human figure emerged from the core of the blood sun.

Its height remains thousands of feet, but its form has completely changed. Eight muscles are intertwined and covered with dark red to purple serrated scales on its arms, which dance wildly like twisted branches of a demonic tree.

Dozens of blood-red eyes, radiating pure destructive desire, are embedded all over his body, on his chest, back, and even his arms.

On its forehead, two thick, black horns, as thick as a demon mountain, spiraled outwards, and behind it was a long, blood-red tail covered with bone spurs, like a giant python.

Crimson flames burned silently on this body, and a violent, cold, bloodthirsty, and insane consciousness and aura leaked out from every pore of its body like a bursting dam, sweeping and pouring out in all directions.

The void around him twisted in large swaths as if scorched by intense heat, and the murky water beneath his feet involuntarily sank downwards and separated in all directions, with wisps of black gas rising from the surface.

Lushengmon's Ultimate Form!
Eight-Armed Asura Battle Body!

"A desperate struggle!" The Dragon Lord Yuantong felt the aura that made even his dragon soul tremble with pain, and let out a low and solemn dragon roar.

On the dragon's head, between its brows, a vertical pupil opened wide, its cold gaze instantly enveloping Lu Sheng's eight-armed demonic body.

Lu Sheng did not dodge or avoid, but instead turned his dozens of blood-red demonic eyes and looked up.

In his vision, everything around him disappeared, leaving only the endless darkness of night and the full moon radiating a magnificent yet chilling light.

The moonlight was like an invisible blade, seemingly able to slice through his demonic body and freeze his soul. In the world, only a sense of desolation and death, as if all things were ending, remained.

"Hmph!" Lu Sheng let out a cold snort.

Even if this mudfish really plucked the moon from the sky and used it as a weapon to hit him, he would not be afraid at all, let alone this mere moonlight!
With a tremor, the demonic body and the dragon transformed into two meteors, one silver and one red, streaking across the sky. In less than a ten-thousandth of a second, they collided heavily in mid-air.

What followed was a series of countless crazy collisions that exceeded the limits of visual capture.

Fists and claws clashed, demonic bodies and dragon bodies strangled each other, destructive blood flames and the moon's radiance clashed and wore each other down...

A deafening roar, like the sky collapsing and the earth crumbling, continued incessantly. Centered on the point where the two beams of light collided, the terrifying aftershocks of the collision were visible to the naked eye, forming an enormous, interwoven silver and red halo that spread wildly in all directions.

Wherever it passed, space shattered, and the water below was drained away, revealing a bottomless abyss.

As the destructive halo slowly dissipated, revealing the scene at the center of the collision, the Abyss Dragon Lord's thousand-foot-long dragon body was tightly coiled around Lu Sheng's eight-armed demonic body like a giant python. The terrifying strangulation force caused Lu Sheng's scales and demonic muscles to groan under the unbearable strain.

On the dragon's body, tens of millions of silver tentacles formed from pure Yin energy lashed out, striking Lu Sheng's demonic body fiercely and leaving deep, bone-revealing wounds wrapped in the cold moonlight.

At this moment, Lu Sheng's body was riddled with holes, and demonic blood sprayed out like lava. Yet, his body remained as majestic as a mountain. Two of his eight arms were tightly gripping the neck of the Abyss Dragon Lord, their muscles twisting wildly and exerting force as if trying to rip his head out.

"Insects! In vain!" Although Yuan Tonglongjun's vitals were being held, a sinister smile flashed in his dragon eyes.

Having fought this far, He had long since realized that the person before Him did not possess the immortal golden nature within him.

However, He had already cultivated half a grain of immortal golden nature. Relying on this half grain of immortal golden nature, He was absolutely confident that He could wear down this barbarian who only knew how to destroy and annihilate!

(End of this chapter)