Chinese Superman

Chapter 154 The First Emperor's Mausoleum Resurrected, Doomsday Sweeps the Entire World

Zhongnan Mountain, Louguantai.

An elegant and verdant bamboo house.

In stark contrast to the tense and solemn atmosphere of the Astronomical Observatory, this place is brightly decorated, warm and inviting, and filled with the festive spirit of the New Year.

Red paper couplets and the character "福" (fortune/blessing) were pasted inside and outside the bamboo house.

Some are written like a crab crawling, some are elegant and clever, and some clearly have the style of a master.

Each couplet also bears various paw prints and footprints.

These are traces left by Xia Xinghan's personally taught and nominal disciples.

Several long tables were put together in the lobby on the first floor.

Lin Tingwan, wearing an apron, was bringing plates of steaming dishes to the table.

Braised carp, four-happiness meatballs, jade dumplings, and tender old hen soup—the aroma is irresistible.

Su Xiao set out the bowls and chopsticks, occasionally sneaking a piece of candied fruit from the dessert plate next to her.

Xia Xinghan sat in the main seat.

He rarely changed out of his training clothes and put on a red Tang suit that Lin Tingwan had put on him, which made his face look even whiter and more handsome, but his expression remained calm.

Next to him was an empty seat, which belonged to Lin Tingwan.

Then came Gu Zhi Qiu, the eldest disciple of the Martial God Hall.

Her attire remained as capable and dashing as ever, except that she had swapped her khaki coat for a red trench coat to match the New Year's atmosphere.

Xiang Xiaohu still had that憨厚 (honest and simple) look, helping to serve the dishes, but his eyes kept glancing at the largest plate of pork hock.

The disciples each had their own distinct manners.

Qingluan Ren stood on a specially made high chair, his black jade tortoise shell facing the crowd, and solemnly said, "Tonight, with the tortoise shell facing all living beings, I celebrate this festival with you all."

Then, remembering something, she quickly added, "The turtle's master is a transcendent being, not among sentient beings."

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Xia Xinghan shook his head helplessly, too lazy to say anything, and let his second disciple do as he pleased.

Lin Tingwan served the glistening, red braised pork and asked with a smile, "What are we going to do for dinner later?"

"this----"

Qingluan was stunned.

"When eating, I don't turn my back to any living being; I share human delicacies with you all," she whispered.

White-haired Frost stood on one leg by the window, its snow-white feathers gleaming warmly in the lantern light.

She raised her long, slender neck, her clear, cold voice carrying a deliberately imitated air of "world-weariness," uttering only two words: "Sword! Come!"

"Sword, come!"

"Why hasn't the sword come?"

"Where is my sword?!"

"Sword, come!"

Xia Xinghan:

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After the New Year, we need to properly cure their adolescent delusions.

Da Bao has no interest in "pretentiousness".

It set up a separate table, where the entire bear lay down next to a bowl of specially made "deluxe version of snail rice noodles," facing a large amount of pickled bamboo shoots, and inhaling the aroma with relish.

The unique "fragrant and foul" smell spread, causing the mountain lord next to him to shift its rear end in disgust, and the green dragon also silently moved away from Da Bao.

If it weren't for the fact that Da Bao is a national treasure, given its peculiar habits, it wouldn't be able to enter the house.

"Alright, alright! The dishes are all ready! Everyone, please take your seats and get ready to eat!" Lin Tingwan took off her apron, clapped her hands, and laughed.

She felt a little regretful that Mr. Qian couldn't come because he was overseeing the base; otherwise, it would have been a wonderful family reunion dinner.

Su Xiao greeted him with a smile, "Xinghan, can we begin?"

Xia Xinghan nodded, about to pick up his chopsticks and say something.

"Everyone, in the new year, we—"

The conversation suddenly stopped.

Xia Xinghan's smile froze instantly!

He suddenly looked up, and the light seemed to penetrate the walls of the bamboo building, shining directly in the northwest direction!

An indescribable, magnificent, ancient, and domineering terrifying pressure, like a volcano that has been dormant for thousands of years, suddenly erupted and swept in from that direction!

Chang'an?!

Before he could even utter a single word, his figure vanished like a blurry streak of light, leaving only the slight swaying of the chair and the faint ripples of orange juice in the glass on the table.

The bamboo building fell into a deathly silence.

Everyone was stunned.

Those holding chopsticks, those carrying bowls, those pretending to be sophisticated, those smelling powder—all froze in place, looking at each other, completely bewildered.

"Boss... Boss?"

Xiang Xiaohu called out blankly.

Gu Zhi Qiu was the first to react, her expression changed slightly, and she flashed to the door.

Everyone quickly followed them out.

Standing in front of Louguantai, no words are needed; everyone can feel it!

To the northwest, the horizon where Chang'an City is located is now shrouded in an extremely domineering dark light.

Mysterious light filled the sky!

That light was not warm; instead, it carried an ancient, majestic, and chilling quality that sent shivers down one's spine.

Responding to the mysterious light, there were also billowing smoke signals and soaring battle intent.

A golden horse and an iron horse, swallowing thousands of miles like a tiger.

Amidst the mysterious light and smoke, a majestic dragon seemed to coil around, with thousands of troops galloping about.

Such intentions, merely by emanating a heavy pressure, are like a real tsunami, spreading wave after wave from Chang'an. Even dozens of miles away, Zhongnan Mountain is trembling slightly!

Rocks tumbled down, trees fell!

All living things have knelt down!

Qingluan's small body trembled suddenly, and the patterns on its tortoise shell flashed rapidly.

She quickly said, "Zhongnan Mountain—is telling us—there—there is a true dragon—awakened! Right in Chang'an! No—it's the Ancestral Dragon!"

Gu Zhi Qiu's face turned solemn, and his heart sank to the bottom. A terrifying guess popped into his mind: the First Emperor's Mausoleum had been revived!

This is just the beginning.

Almost at the same time, the entire land of Xia Kingdom was violently shaken!

In the East, in the land of Qi and Lu, Mount Tai, revered as the foremost of the Five Sacred Mountains and the site of the Fengshan ceremony since ancient times, suddenly rises high!

The mountain roared like thunder, and billowing black smoke intertwined with sacred golden light, shooting into the sky.

A chilling wind howled, and ghosts wailed and gods howled, echoing through the heavens, as if opening the gate between the realms of Yin and Yang!

The towering and majestic Lord of Mount Tai appears and disappears!

There was also a mysterious and noble Fengchan altar, from which five-colored divine light shot up!

north.

The Great Wall, stretching for thousands of miles, shines with every brick and stone.

It was not the radiance of the spirit, but the flames of war soaked in blood and tears!

Beacon towers, smoke signals rising everywhere.

Beneath the Great Wall, the soil churns and swells.

Countless pale skeletons and rusted weapons emerged from the earth.

Accompanied by silent shouts, the soaring resentment and malevolent energy transformed into an endless torrent of ancient ghost soldiers, their armor tattered, spreading along the Great Wall and extinguishing all life wherever they went!

southwest.

The former site of Fengdu Ghost City, the entrance to the underworld that was once sealed, has had its seal shattered in an instant, as if it were made of paper!

A hundred times denser than before, the ghostly aura rose into the sky like smoke from a wolf's beacon. Countless hideous ghostly figures stood amidst the rolling black clouds, and the Ten Kings of Hell, the Black and White Impermanence, the Four Judges, the Six Merit Officers, the Ten Underworld Marshals, and countless ghost messengers could be vaguely seen.

The area within a hundred miles was instantly turned into a ghost town!

The Yangtze and Yellow Rivers roared and changed their course.

Famous mountains and rivers have recovered on their own.

Countless ancient tombs, ruins, and battlefields were all completely activated by the raging spiritual energy at this moment, releasing the terror that had been sealed by the dust of time!

Within the Xia Kingdom, an apocalypse suddenly erupted, leaving all living beings adrift and their lives as insignificant as grass!

Of course, this terrifying upheaval was not limited to the Xia Kingdom, but rather occurred worldwide.

As long as you are on Earth, no one can escape it!

In the distant Siberian Plateau, a terrifying cold wave, seemingly from nowhere, suddenly appeared and swept across the vast Russian land!

50℃——

60℃

-90℃!

The thermometer exploded in an instant!

Moisture in the air condenses directly into ice crystals and snowflakes, freezing everything—cities, villages, forests, rivers—in an instant into a crystal-clear layer of ice.

A biting cold wind swept through every city.

Pedestrians on the street, elderly people in houses, people at work, hundreds of millions of people, who were busy with their own things one second, suddenly turned into ice sculptures the next.

Fish swimming in the river, deer in the forest, all life, extinguished without a struggle in the absolute cold.

The extreme cold of the apocalypse has suddenly descended!

The Kingdom of Stars.

Even the entire American continent.

The earth is groaning, tectonic plates are shifting, the California fault line is completely torn apart, the Yellowstone volcano is poised to erupt, and a super tsunami is ravaging the east and west coasts.

However, what is more terrifying than natural disasters is the invisible curse that permeates the air, stemming from historical blood debts.

The resentment of countless Native Americans who died tragically on this land, catalyzed by the spiritual energy of the second phase, transformed into the most vicious mass curse!

Disease, madness, hallucinations, and flesh deformities—spread and mutate wildly among the survivors.

The bustling city was instantly transformed into a bloody hell.

The Cursed Apocalypse has arrived!

Australia, with its bizarre and enormous ancient plants, has swept across the continent, reshaping a completely new ecosystem.

In the West, the zombie virus that had been eradicated has suddenly broken out again, and the zombies have undergone a terrifying evolution, becoming like superhuman beings.

In Yingguo, a true parade of a hundred demons took place.

How come Sadako, Kayako, The Ring, and the cursed videotape are no longer just movies and TV shows? They've crawled out of the television set.

In the Middle East, the Earth's magnetic field experienced a major problem, with the gravitational field increasing a hundredfold, directly crushing human flesh and blood into piles of bloody pulp.

Dubai, Abu Dhabi, Doha, and many other prosperous and luxurious cities are deserted!

Blood pooled together, forming a river that flowed into the sewer pipes.

And at a time when the world is plunged into unprecedented chaos and disaster.

The Kingdom of Stars.

Deep within a top-secret underground base.

The enormous dome slowly opened, revealing a sky above filled with dark clouds and flashing lightning.

A giant, silver-gray interstellar spaceship with a streamlined design and a futuristic feel is quietly hovering on the take-off and landing platform.

Its size is ten times larger than that of an aircraft carrier!

Below the spaceship, a group of well-dressed and distinguished people stood in a line.

Among them are a president who frequently makes global news headlines and is known as the "President of the World," a top scientist who has won the Nobel Prize, one of the world's top 100 richest people with wealth comparable to that of a nation, a military magnate, and an intelligence chief—

Without exception, these people are all at the pinnacle of human society, standing at the very top of the pyramid.

However, strangely, no one had any extra expression on their face, their eyes were empty, and their movements were uniform, like emotionless robots.

The President looked up at the raging calamity in the sky and spoke in a completely calm voice: "In this world, the progress of civilization has deviated from its intended course, the ecosystem has collapsed, and the spiritual disaster index has exceeded the carrying capacity threshold."

"The only option is to abandon the original goal and initiate Project Ark"—the final stage—to abandon the current ecosystem, leave Earth, and continue the flame of civilization.

An elderly man in a general's uniform chimed in: "Confirmed. The survival probability model shows a 98% mortality rate if we remain on Earth. Board the ship and execute immediately."

Scientist A's lips moved slightly, emitting a barely audible sigh: "—It's a pity. Xia Xinghan, also an extraterrestrial life form, could not be captured. The Earth's will—[Heavenly Dao]—was also unable to conduct research."

No one answered his whisper.

As independent consciousnesses propagated or assimilated by the "maternal consciousness," they possess individual will, but at crucial moments, collective consciousness still takes precedence.

These Earth's "elites," with stiff steps, methodically made their way up the gangway and into the interstellar spaceship that represented the pinnacle of human technology.

"boom----"

The hatch closed, the engine started, emitting a deep and powerful hum that temporarily masked the sounds of disaster outside.

The spaceship slowly rose vertically, ignoring the raging air currents and energy turbulence, steadily accelerating, penetrating the thick radiation clouds, and continuously climbing.

The spaceship bridge features a large series of floor-to-ceiling viewing windows.

The President, Scientist A, and others stood like wax figures, looking down through a huge porthole at the planet below, which was engulfed in a hellish scene.

Earthquakes ripped the earth apart, volcanoes spewed flames, tsunamis swallowed the coast, curses twisted living beings, and ancient spirits and gods walked only in the ruins.

Human civilization, which once seemed to have conquered nature and stood at the top of the food chain, appeared so small, fragile, and vulnerable in the face of the sudden apocalypse.

"There is no hope for Earth."

"It will usher in a dark age following the revival of spiritual energy!"

The President withdrew his gaze, no longer looking down upon the Earth marching toward destruction.

"call out"

The spaceship continued to accelerate.

Transforming into a silver-gray meteor, it broke through the atmosphere, leaving the blue but ravaged planet far behind, and sped into the cold, dark depths of space.