Chinese Superman

Chapter 132 National Relics, a Wave in the Long River of Time!

"Although I don't know what happened, I know I absolutely cannot let him wake up."

"Keep attacking. No matter what kind of defense it has, there's always a limit to how much it can withstand. We'll wear it down until it's dead."

Ye Yang roared, his killing intent chilling to the bone.

Sensing their master's killing intent, the five legendary swords blazed with light, temporarily forcing back the Sword of King Goujian of Yue. They formed a killing formation and, from five directions, transformed into a magnificent rainbow, tearing through the void as they fiercely slashed at Xia Xinghan!

The divine beast "Yu", formed from the Shaoyu Sword, let out a deafening roar, opened its huge mouth, and spewed out a torrent of Geng metal that could shatter everything, taking the lead in impacting the outer ring of the event's field of vision!

"Clang!"

The sword's cry resonated throughout the heavens.

The five renowned swords, each displaying its sharp edge, actually succeeded in tearing a tiny crack in the rotating gravitational field with their unparalleled sharpness, and fiercely stabbed towards Xia Xinghan.

"It's done!"

"His defenses have been breached!!"

"As expected, there are limits! I knew it; even the Martial Ancestor, no matter how strong, couldn't be invincible!"

The noble families, who had been somewhat at a loss, were overjoyed, their faces beaming with ecstasy.

But joy comes quickly and goes even faster.

"Clang"

A sound like metal striking stone exploded across the mountains.

Xia Xinghan, who should have been asleep, suddenly moved. As if by reflex, he raised his arm and slapped Shao Yujian, who was charging at the front, hard across the face!

The Shaoyu Sword seemed to wail, its light bursting forth like a fly swatted away by a giant, spinning and flying horizontally, embedding itself deeply into the distant mountain!

"Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

Almost in no particular order!

Xia Xinghan's body, even in an unconscious state, displayed a terrifyingly powerful fighting instinct!

With a single, unadorned punch, the radiant light of Wu Wang's sword shattered, sending him flying hundreds of feet backward!

With a powerful and heavy palm strike, the Yue King's Unshou Sword let out a mournful cry, its spiritual light dimmed, and it pierced into the distant rocks!

With a flick of a finger, seemingly effortlessly, the heavy, ancient Han-style sword on the couch trembled violently, spinning and plummeting off the cliff!

In the blink of an eye!

All five famous swords were knocked away, scattered, and shaken off by Xia Xinghan using only his physical strength!

"puff--"

Ye Yang and the other four sword wielders from the Ye family simultaneously coughed up blood, their faces turning ashen, and their auras instantly weakened!

The sword is damaged, the person is injured, and the backlash is severe!

This was a devastating blow, enough to kill the greedy demon king Mammon.

The result? The other side was completely unharmed, while the attackers were all badly injured.

Is this reasonable?

This is absolutely outrageous!

The other person is cheating!

Zhongnan Grand Stage, don't come if you're not ready.

"This—how is this possible?!"

"He was clearly asleep!!"

"Instinct? Conditioned reflex? What kind of monstrous instinct is this?!"

"Do you think Martial Ancestor was pretending to be asleep?"

"If it weren't for the fact that a large portion of the Zheng family had died, I would even suspect that Second Master Zheng had conspired to frame us."

"Damn it, how are we supposed to fight like this?"

Ye Yang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said coldly, "Please summon the [Chencang Stone Drum]!"

"Gentlemen! What other national treasures do we have hidden away? If not now, when?! Only by using a national-level weapon of mass destruction can we slay this fiend!"

the other side.

Beside a mountain stream.

Master Zheng slept soundly with his head on the Song Dynasty Ding kiln white-glazed child pillow, but in his dream he was beaten the most severely.

"Stop hitting me! My little darling—ouch! Don't hit my face!"

In his dream, Master Zheng was running away with his head in his hands, feeling so frustrated he was about to explode, but he refused to end the dream. He firmly believed that the outside world could take this opportunity to destroy the Martial Ancestor's physical body.

suddenly.

A withered hand silently emerged from the shadow of the rock, grabbed the baby pillow that emitted a hazy white light, and then pulled it out suddenly!

"Bang"

Master Zheng felt a sudden emptiness under his head, his head slamming heavily against a stone, and the connection to his dream abruptly ended.

"Damn it, why am I feeling pain in my dream too? — Huh?!"

Master Zheng instinctively covered his head and begged for mercy, but then suddenly realized that he had woken up from his dream.

"A bad dream!"

Master Zheng was shocked and turned around abruptly. He saw a figure standing not far away. The figure was thin and not hunched over, but looked strangely lewd. The figure was holding his baby pillow, looking very pleased with himself, and grinning at him.

"Black Ash, I'm sorry, Second Master Zheng, this pillow—it's mine now."

It was none other than Mr. Guo, who had been lying in wait for a long time!

Be the most cunning and treacherous national protector, and steal the most crucial things!

"When I make a move, it's decisive! Of the thirty-six stratagems, running away is the best. Time to slip away!"

next moment.

Old Guo vanished from his spot amidst a burst of blue light, leaving Second Master Zheng stunned for a full three seconds before unleashing a heart-wrenching roar: "You beast!!"

"Guo Fengxiao, you old beast—!!!"

"You old scoundrel, you stole our clan's national treasure! I will never forgive you!"

Mid-air.

The dream abruptly ended, and Xia Xinghan instantly awoke, his eyes snapping open with a chilling light, a palpable killing intent emanating from them!

"court death!"

His gaze fell on the mountain stream, and he immediately locked onto the old man of the Zheng family who was howling in agony. He descended from the sky, and the scarlet light in his eyes suddenly became intense!

"Old beast—young ancestor—misunderstanding—misunderstanding—"

When Master Zheng saw that the Martial Ancestor had suddenly arrived, he was so frightened that he stopped talking and quickly changed his words, forcing a smile on his old face.

Please, this is the real world, people can die here!

However, all that responded to him was heat vision.

"Sizzle"

Two scorching rays shot out and instantly pierced through the head of the old man from the Zheng family. The high temperature even vaporized the flesh and bones, leaving two round, charred holes.

Before Master Zheng could even let out a scream, he collapsed to the ground!

"Thump"

Immediately following, a deep, thunderous drumbeat resounded, seemingly from an ancient battlefield!

Deep within the Ye family camp, a massive, ancient, and weathered stone drum, over three meters in diameter, appeared out of nowhere and floated in the air!

【Chencang Stone Drums】

The ancient stone carvings, inscribed with the Stone Drum Inscriptions, record the hunting and warfare of the Qin rulers. After thousands of years of weathering, they have awakened in the process of spiritual rejuvenation and are now listed as national treasures!

"boom"

The stone drum is not a drum, but resembles Mount Tai.

In a flash, the three-meter-long drum grew larger in the wind and transformed into a hundred-meter-high bluish-black stone mountain, its weight unknown, carrying not only its own mass but also the weight of history.

It is precisely because of its extraordinary significance that it is ranked among the nine national treasures!

The stone drum, as large as a mountain, spun around and suddenly pressed down on Xia Xinghan's head, even the space itself was suppressed, making it impossible to escape.

However, Xia Xinghan had no intention of escaping.

"Good timing."

Xia Xinghan laughed loudly, leaped into the air, and caught the Chencang Stone Drum with his bare hands.

"Thump~~~~"

Upon impact, the dark blue drumhead rippled outwards, creating concentric circles of spatial ripples. This was the echo of history being struck, and all of it reverberated around Xia Xinghan. Even as the residual force dissipated, it caused the peaks of Zhongnan Mountain to appear half their height!

Xia Xinghan let out a muffled groan.

Unseen by the naked eye, the bio-force field covering his entire body trembled violently with the ripples of history.

"As expected of a national treasure, all those other relics before me couldn't even scratch me, but the Chencang Stone Drum made my blood boil the moment it hit me." Xia Xinghan said as he carried the dark blue drum mountain.

Gushan may appear to be only a hundred meters tall, but it actually weighs hundreds of millions of tons. With such a mass, its gravitational field is also distorted. When it was suppressed, Xia Xinghan took the hit head-on, which was no different from carrying a mountain or chasing the moon.

"efficient?"

"Excellent! Keep pushing, crush him to death!"

The Ye family members were as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

But the next second, Xia Xinghan shouted, and Superman's super power was fully unleashed.

What does the weight of history matter?

It's just a ripple in the long river of time!

You think you can suppress me?

"Get up!!!"

Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the Chencang Stone Drum, which had been about to crash down like Mount Tai crushing an egg, was actually blown away by Xia Xinghan.

Waves of history?

Slap him away!

The round, hundred-meter-high stone mountain shrank as it rolled, eventually returning to its original size, before crashing into a deserted side peak in the distance. With a thunderous roar, it embedded itself into the mountainside, the echoing sound reverberating through the valley and stirring up clouds of dust.

"Bare hands—he knocked the Chencang Stone Drum flying?!"

Everyone was stunned.

That was a national treasure, and they just tore it up without giving it any face.

With your performance exceeding the limit so much, how are we supposed to compete?

"Unfortunately, there are ten Chencang Stone Drums in total, and they are engraved with ancient seal script. You haven't been able to unleash their true power; you can only overwhelm them with their quality. Next time, bring all ten Chencang Stone Drums and try it out," Xia Xinghan said calmly.

Damn it!

It's impossible to hit it even a little bit!

"Things are hopeless, let's go!!"

While Xia Xinghan's attention was drawn to the stone drum, on the other side, the ruins of the destroyed stone pavilion suddenly burst open, and Wang Jialuo and Cui Kaicheng, covered in blood and in a sorry state, soared into the sky!

Without hesitation, Wang Jialuo summoned the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" scroll, whose light had dimmed considerably. The scroll rolled up, enveloping the two figures and transforming them into a streak of blue-ochre light, ready to tear through the night sky and escape into the distance!

Did I give you permission to leave?

Xia Xinghan's cold voice rang out.

He reached out his hand towards the streak of light, his five fingers curling!

He was like a black hole, with space and all things in the world collapsing towards him. The blue-ochre escape light seemed to be stuck in an invisible quagmire, and its speed dropped sharply!

At the same time, Xia Xinghan formed a hand seal with his left hand, and the [Radiant Heavenly Eye Seal] reappeared. A dazzling light stretched across the sky, and the radiant light arrived first after it appeared, like a magnificent chain, firmly binding the end of the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" scroll!

"Come back here!"

Xia Xinghan shouted in a low voice, grabbed with one hand, and with the combined effect of the flare and gravity, he forcefully dragged the escape light and the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" painting inside it back!

"Want to take me in? Dream on!"

From within the beam of light came Wang Jialuo's roar, a mixture of shock and rage.

The "A Panorama of Rivers and Mountains" painting, which was being dragged, suddenly struggled violently and forcibly unfolded a corner of itself once again!

A deep blue light shone through the ochre-colored surface, projecting a miniature "landscape" silhouette.

All that could be seen were majestic mountains, vast rivers, pavilions and towers hidden among them, and an immense suction force erupted from the world of the painting, taking the initiative to pull Xia Xinghan and everything around him into the painting, turning them into a scene within it!

"How could I not be wary of receiving someone's belongings?"

Xia Xinghan had anticipated this, and he activated his gravitational field to the fullest extent, distorting the surrounding space and forming a ring-shaped gravitational vortex to counteract the suction of the painting.

Just as the stalemate was at hand, "whoosh!"

A jade-like ruyi, gleaming with a bright green light, silently emerged from the void behind Xia Xinghan and slammed down hard on the back of his head!

The timing was cunning, and the ruthlessness was extreme!

It's a hidden operation by someone!

However, Xia Xinghan's super perception was incredibly sharp!

He didn't even turn around.

Just as the jade ruyi was about to reach him, his free right hand, as if he had foreseen the future, swiftly grabbed backward!

"Snap"

It grasped the handle of the jade ruyi with unparalleled precision!

Immediately afterwards, he twisted his wrist and flicked it!

"roll!"

The jade ruyi flew back the way it came at ten times the speed it had come from!

A muffled groan came from the shadows of the distant mountains, then fell silent. The mastermind behind the attack had been crushed to death by his own belongings.

"Did you think you could hide inside the painting and be safe?"

"Since you're going to take me in, what harm is there in me entering the painting!"

As he flung away the jade ruyi, Xia Xinghan's left hand, drawn by the suction, instinctively reached for the painting.

In the painting "A Panorama of Rivers and Mountains".

Cui Kaicheng and Wang Jialuo suddenly appeared, falling in a sorry state into a pavilion on the bank of an ochre-colored river.

While the outside world was in turmoil, the world within the painting remained peaceful and serene, with only the murmuring river and distant, dark green mountains.

"Brother Wang—can we really escape?"

With a look of panic, Cui Kaicheng hurriedly crawled into the ancient pavilion, his face pale and his breath faint.

Wang Jialuo was equally disheveled, but he managed to maintain his composure, displaying confidence in the heirloom: "Don't worry, the 'A Panorama of Rivers and Mountains' is a world unto itself, incredibly mysterious!"

"No matter how powerful Martial Ancestor is, external forces cannot directly break through the universe within the painting!"

Cui Kaicheng hesitated, then asked cautiously, "Brother Wang, weren't you just going to take him in?"

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"This is bad!"

Wang Jialuo quickly stopped the mysterious process of using the "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains" scroll to recruit people. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he exhaled a long breath and forced a smile: "Don't panic. The 'A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains' scroll truly contains a thousand miles of space and vast landscapes. As long as we hide here, like a drop of water falling into the ocean or a grain of sand hiding in the desert, he will have a very hard time finding us in a short time!"

"Wait until the storm passes, or perhaps reinforcements from the family will arrive—"

"I'm afraid things might get complicated if I wait too long."

"Damn it, Brother Cui, can you please shut your mouth?! If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute!!"

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Before he could finish speaking, "Snap!!"

A deafening roar, as if the sky were shattering, shook the entire world within the painting!

(The "A Panorama of Rivers and Mountains" is truly beautiful.)

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