Chinese Superman

Chapter 163 Wind! Wind! Wind! A strong wind!

His face remained youthful and resolute, but his gaze was as deep as the vast starry sky, containing the domineering spirit to conquer all and the vicissitudes of thousands of years.

Dragon energy swirled around him, and the aura of war surged like a tide. The mere pressure emanating from him caused the entire underground palace to hum, and countless terracotta figurines and chariot phantoms buried with him trembled.

Immediately.

Zu Long suddenly took a step forward, stood in mid-air, and his eyes swept across the densely packed, silent terracotta army surrounding the underground palace.

He took a deep breath, his voice not particularly loud, yet it resounded like a thunderclap from over two thousand years ago, echoing in every corner of the underground palace. It carried the overwhelming imperial majesty, the chilling aura of war and conquest, and boomed outwards: "I! The First Emperor of Qin!!"

"In the past—the mighty warriors of Qin swept across the land, defeated the Xiongnu in the north, pacified the Baiyue in the south, expanded the territory of our Great Qin, and established an unshakeable foundation for its eternal dynasty."

"Where are you?!"

"Buzz"

Inside the underground palace, all the terracotta warriors trembled collectively.

Whether it's general figurines, military officer figurines, warrior figurines, cavalry figurines, or charioteer figurines—

The clay shells that had been dormant on their bodies for thousands of years melted away at the same time, just like ice and snow melting away!

Instead, there were Qin warriors clad in black armor, wielding real bronze halberds and spears, with stern faces and eyes burning with fighting spirit!

The Terracotta Army with its 10,000 hands has been completely restored!

"Wind! Wind! Wind! Strong wind—!!!"

A battle roar as powerful as a mountain and as deep as the ocean erupted in unison from the mouths of a million terracotta warriors!

The sound waves solidified and impacted the underground palace, as if they were about to overturn the entire Lishan Mountain!

Even the ninety-five tomb guardian beasts could not hold back the massive, dark blue barrier, which suddenly shattered.

A murderous aura filled the sky, and the fighting spirit soared to the heavens!

"good!"

With a clang, the First Emperor drew his Tai'a sword from his waist, pointing it northwest towards the Kunlun Mountains. "Now there are evil gods from beyond the borders, eyeing the Divine Land, seeking to sever the descendants of my Great Qin! In the past, I was able to build the Great Wall in the north to defend our borders, driving back the Xiongnu more than seven hundred li, and the barbarians dared not venture south to graze their horses! Today..."

Wherever his sword pointed, his voice shook the world: "Follow me—"

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"Slay our way up Kunlun, shatter the divine land, and let all the gods and demons know!"

"Those who offend China, even gods, will be punished!!!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

A million heroic spirits of the Qin Dynasty roared in unison, their voices converging into a black torrent of steel!

Zulong took the lead, transforming into a black dragon-like streak of light that crashed through the dome of the underground palace and soared straight into the sky!

Behind them, a million Qin warriors surged forth like a black Styx River bursting its banks, following closely behind!

They swept across mountains and rivers, ignoring the terrain, carrying the indomitable spirit of the Qin people, determined to face the national crisis together, and rushed towards the Kunlun Mountains at an astonishing speed!

The underground palace of the imperial mausoleum collapsed with a deafening roar.

The First Emperor's Mausoleum was abandoned because they—had no intention of returning!

The four heirs who had just returned looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing the scene, not knowing what had happened.

Almost simultaneously, similar scenes broke out one after another across China!

Mount Tai.

The underworld is in turmoil!

The eerie Taishan Prefecture Lord's Hall suddenly burst open, and the Taishan Prefecture Lord, clad in imperial robes and wielding the power of life and death, manifested in a colossal form, holding a scepter and issuing a decree to the void: "The netherworld has its order, Yin and Yang are separated! How dare these false gods from beyond the realm disturb the cycle of reincarnation! Taishan's ghostly soldiers, heed my command, march forth!"

Countless ghostly soldiers and generals clad in ancient armor formed a formidable array, surging towards Kunlun like another gray torrent.

Fengdu Ghost City, the Ten Palaces roar!

The images of King Qin Guang, King Chu Jiang, King Song Di, and King Wu Guan—the Ten Kings of Hell—appear together.

From the ghostly realm, filled with wails and howls, came an edict of supreme authority: "The cycle of reincarnation is not to be allowed to be violated by demons! The underworld and the netherworld, protect the human world!"

"All ghost generals and underworld officials, follow us to attack Heaven!"

Judges, Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and the ghost armies of various palaces converged into an even larger and more terrifying army of the underworld, exuding murderous intent, with their target Kunlun [the Land of the Gods]!

The owners of famous historical sites and ancient tombs across the country were all shaken.

After their resurrection, they originally transformed into a massive spiritual calamity, threatening the safety of the surrounding people. Now, they have all been mobilized to form an unprecedented army, trampling Kunlun and attacking the land of gods!

The Great Wall stretches for thousands of miles, with beacon towers on its walls.

Xia Xinghan, who was guarding the border of the Great Xia Kingdom and blocking the giant bronze gate alone, was dumbfounded and could hardly believe his eyes.

"What's going on!?"

One second ago, the First Emperor's Mausoleum, Mount Tai, and Fengdu—these were all listed as sources of super S-level major spiritual disasters, and could even become terrifying forbidden zones for life.

The next second, they all "switched sides".

Instead of taking advantage of the chaos, they transformed into the most formidable allies and directly attacked the most terrifying apocalypse in this cataclysmic disaster—the Land of the Gods!

"This...this actually works?!"

Xia Xinghan thought they had come to fight him.

But that's clearly not the case.

The Bronze Sacred Tree connects heaven and earth, humans and gods, and mobilizes the revived relics and artifacts together.

To be honest, Xia Xinghan didn't know what the Bronze Divine Tree had told them.

All he saw were ancient and powerful figures, each leading their own legion, charging towards Kunlun like rivers flowing into the sea, and he was utterly shocked.

"Ding ding ding————"

The bronze giant tree swayed its thousands of branches, and the ancient cloud and thunder patterns were outlined and manifested by golden light, resembling golden leaves, dazzling and eye-catching.

He seemed to be seeing everyone off.

Soon, earth-shattering sounds of battle echoed from the Land of Gods.

The sea of ​​light surged with murderous intent, bursting forth with countless brilliant colors. Majestic and terrifying figures appeared and disappeared, and divine words of shock and anger resounded continuously.

"Where did these incense offerings and deities come from?"

"No, they are not true gods!"

"This Earth is indeed a bit different. It clearly doesn't have any real gods or immortals, yet it has created all these things."

"In the end, it's just something that's superficially similar, a poor imitation. How can it compare to us true gods?"

"Whether they attain godhood through incense offerings or through other cultivation paths, just kill them!"

Beyond the sea of ​​light, another distant voice rang out, but no one could hear it: "An interesting move, a last-ditch resistance?"

"In the end, it's just a cornered beast fighting desperately. What harm is there in giving you a piece?"

"Thump—!!!"

A deafening roar, as if the heavens and earth were created, echoed through the revitalized Kunlun Mountains and resounded throughout the entire Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

The bronze gate was finally completely closed.

After the [Land of the Gods] was closed, the jade steps of the [Heavenly Ladder] and the bronze gate disappeared together, leaving only the Valley of Death, which had returned to peace.

The Yak King, Golden Eagle King, and Snow Leopard King, who had just become kings and could have dominated the land, trembled with fear because of the aura of the Outer God, and were terrified because of the "relics" and "heroic spirits" such as the Ancestral Dragon, the Lord of Mount Tai, and the Datong Grottoes.

Now that they're gone, the monkeys will naturally rule.

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"roar-"

"Moo!!"

A series of powerful and majestic roars echoed throughout Kunlun.

Without these terrifying creatures, they could reign supreme!

At that time, starting from Kunlun, we will contend for supremacy over the land and establish an immortal demon dynasty!

"What are you yelling for? I'm still here."

Suddenly, a voice came from the heavens, like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the Yak King, Snow Leopard King, and other extraordinary beings.

Two beams of light, almost as if materialized, were cast down from a height of ten thousand meters, sweeping across the vast Kunlun Mountains.

The yak king and his companions had originally hidden themselves away out of fear of the outer gods, their "nest" being extremely well concealed. However, their two beams of gaze, like those of an emperor on a celestial tour, were all-seeing and discerning, revealing everything they had seen.

"brush"

As my gaze swept across the scene, the world seemed to brighten.

The Yak King clearly felt the materialized gaze fixed on him for three seconds.

In just three seconds, it made all the fur on its body stand upside down.

The opponent is too powerful, too terrifying!

The Ox King and other extraordinary beings looked up and saw a golden city wall in the distance, even more magnificent and imposing than the Kunlun Mountains.

Only by looking up can one see what appears to be a golden "sacred mountain" atop the city wall.

That's a beacon tower.

A small figure stands on the beacon tower, overlooking Kunlun.

The gaze I just saw came from him!

"From now on, Kunlun is my territory. The spiritual roots of heaven and earth belong to me, and all the spirit stones belong to me. You are just guarding Kunlun for me. If you perform well, I may accept you as my disciples and teach you cultivation techniques and martial arts skills."

Xia Xinghan's voice, transmitted down from ten thousand meters above the ground, echoed clearly in the ears of all the extraordinary beings in Kunlun.

They don't understand human languages, but Xia Xinghan learned from Su Xiao how to communicate with animals. As long as the other party has developed intelligence, they can communicate.

Language is merely a facade.

The underlying meaning is the true core.

The Yak King and the Antelope King both chose to submit, but the Snow Leopard King still harbored objections, while the Golden Eagle King directly protested through his actions.

A piercing cry, capable of splitting rocks and shattering metal, blasted rocks from over a dozen mountain peaks into the air.

At the summit of a snow-capped mountain, golden light burst forth like a hammer striking molten iron, and a divine giant bird soared into the sky at incredible speed, reaching the heavens.

A roc rises with the wind, soaring ninety thousand miles high!

That's the Golden Eagle King!

It is incredibly powerful, with a wingspan of 100 meters. Every feather is as if cast in gold, with spiritual energy flowing between its fine down. Its size is comparable to that of a space carrier.

"Whoosh—"

The sea of ​​clouds rolled back, and the gale howled.

A golden light streaked close to the city wall and rapidly ascended. With a "whoosh," the Golden Eagle King soared over the top of the wall and flew to a height of ten thousand meters, confronting Xia Xinghan on the beacon tower.

Xia Xinghan gazed at the Golden Eagle King, which was unleashing its sharp spiritual power, and said calmly, "You want to challenge me?"

"Hey——!!"

The Golden Eagle King responded with a fierce cry.

"Is that so? Humans are only fit to be your food, not worthy of touching Mount Kunlun? What a pity."

Xia Xinghan understood what the Golden Eagle King meant. His deep black eyes reflected the figure of the Golden Eagle King pouncing towards him, and then his irises suddenly turned red, shimmering with high-energy crimson light.

Heat vision!

"Buzz"

A flash of red light, and the vast sea of ​​clouds suddenly split in two, unable to reunite for a long time.

Then, there was no more movement in the sky.

The Antelope King shrank back in fear, the Yak King held his breath, and the Snow Leopard King looked up, wondering why the Golden Eagle King's corpse hadn't fallen.

It is certainly afraid, but it is even more eager to find a bargain.

"The demon king who revived with Kunlun was only at the Pseudo-Core Formation stage, while I, who wield the Saint-level relic [The Great Wall], am even more powerful than a Golden Core cultivator. The gap is too great."

"A bowl that contains the universe, put away the Golden Eagle King," Xia Xinghan shook his head.

He is now truly the best in the world.

The only one that might be stronger than him is the bronze divine tree, its branches laden with relics, in its peak condition.

But the Bronze Tree is ultimately just a relic. No matter how profound its heritage, it is like water without a source; once it is used up, it will truly be gone.

"With me guarding the nation's gates and preventing the apocalypse from the outside world, and with the Bronze Divine Tree protecting the land and eradicating any calamity, the Xia Kingdom is no longer in crisis."

"Now all that's left is to wait for the second phase of spiritual energy recovery to stabilize, and then for the Earth's will to rise again and continue its one-against-ten strategy."

Xia Xinghan's gaze drifted away, and he turned away from looking at the domestic scene, instead gazing at the world beyond the wall.