Chinese Superman

Mr. Guo granted his request once again.

As the glass cover was lowered, Xia Xinghan carefully lifted the jade dragon with both hands.

The jade dragon feels slightly cool to the touch, with a delicate texture. The coiled dragon body has smooth and perfect lines, forming a seamless whole.

He caressed the jade dragon, examining it closely, trying to capture its restrained yet vibrant Daoist charm.

However, this jade dragon seemed to be a complete and self-sufficient little world, with a perfect and flawless artistic conception, deeply hidden within. No matter how he tried to perceive it, it was like a stone sinking into the sea, unable to stir up even the slightest ripple.

"What a magnificent Neolithic ritual object!"

Xia Xinghan gently put down the jade dragon and exclaimed, "The artistic conception is perfectly natural and restrained to the extreme. Its scale is probably infinitely close to that of a sacred relic."

He shook his head, observing the Hongshan Jade Dragon. He felt it was comparable to observing the Sun Bird Gold Ornament, leaving him at a loss for where to begin, and even more unfathomable than other national treasures.

Despite repeated setbacks, Xia Xinghan showed no signs of discouragement, only a pure curiosity and desire to challenge even higher peaks.

He turned his gaze to the national treasure that recorded the momentous historical event of "King Wu's conquest of Zhou"—

The Li Gui bronze vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty!

"Grandpa Guo, I want to see it." Xia Xinghan's childish voice rang out in the empty treasure vault.

Following the same method, Mr. Guo opened the glass cover again.

"This is the last national treasure-level relic; success or failure hinges on this!"

Xia Xinghan took a deep breath, stretched out her small hand, and gently touched the cold and desolate bronze wall with her fingertips.

In an instant.

"On the morning of the Jiazi day, the year's cauldron overcomes the dusk..."

The thirty-three-character inscription at the bottom of the vessel seemed to be ignited instantly, turning into a surging torrent that carried the immortal memories engraved in bronze and crashed into Xia Xinghan's mind!

At dawn on the Jiazi day, the sky was just beginning to brighten, and a chilling atmosphere permeated the heavens and earth.

Warhorses neighed, spears and halberds filled the air, and the black bird banners fluttered in the morning breeze.

Zhou Shi's formation was silent and resolute, like a flood about to burst its banks.

At this moment, Xia Xinghan looked down from God's perspective at the war-torn city of Chaoge.

The deafening war drums and horns, the sharp screech of clashing metal, the roars of charging, and the wails of the dying intertwined to form a death song.

All power has vanished, and the nation's destiny has collapsed!

Finally, deep within the burning palace ruins, a solitary and defiant figure stood amidst the crumbling feasts and carnivorous landscape.

Once an emperor, now a man at the end of his rope.

He did not wail in despair, nor beg humbly; instead, amidst the last embers of the empire, he burst into a manic and tragic laugh.

Laughter pierced through the raging flames, filled with disdain for fate, mockery of the ending, and a resolute determination to perish along with the glory.

A loud "boom" resounded.

In the end, the figure, along with the ruins of the palace, was engulfed by the raging flames.

King Di Xin of the Shang Dynasty, along with his empire, met the end of history.

"This is... King Wu's conquest of King Zhou!"

Xia Xinghan was deeply shocked and remained silent for a long time.

The imagery etched into the artifacts, bearing witness to the complete demise of an ancient dynasty, instantly overwhelmed his mind.

Tragic, desperate, and desolate.

The cycle of fortune has collapsed, and all things grieve!

At that moment, Xia Xinghan's own earliest memories were also triggered—

Krypton!

It is also the end of a civilization.

The planet's core wailed, the continental plates collapsed, magma erupted, the oceans evaporated, the sky was dyed red by fire and shrouded in dark clouds, and countless compatriots were instantly turned into cosmic dust!

Magnificent cities, brilliant civilizations, billions of lives, and the entire planet were utterly shattered and annihilated in an irresistible catastrophe.

That was a destruction more absolute, more ultimate, and more desperate than the collapse of a dynasty.

That was the death of a planet! The final echo of civilization!

The imagery of the Li Gui bronze vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty, along with the memory of a planet's destruction, creates a strange overlap and resonance at this moment.

Xia Xinghan's small body trembled, and for the first time, he had a sudden enlightenment.

At the same time, the super brain operates at an unprecedented speed, frantically decomposing, refining, and fusing the two destructive intentions!

The Shang Dynasty has perished!

Krypton destroyed!!

His hands unconsciously began to form hand seals, the movements extremely slow, yet heavy as if they were moving mountains.

Every slight change in its trajectory drew upon its own spiritual power, causing the space to tremble slightly and emanating a heart-palpitating fluctuation.

This time, it is no longer about imitating the form and temperament of the Li Gui bronze vessel from the Western Zhou Dynasty, but about seizing the power of the concept of "destruction" itself!

Printed!

It wasn't actually released, but the air in front of Xia Xinghan suddenly collapsed, and the light dimmed, as if a small black hole had flashed by, swallowing all sound and breath.

Even the national treasure trove, which is filled with many relics, experienced a momentary disruption in its normally stable spiritual energy field!

Xia Xinghan suddenly opened his eyes, a trace of fear remaining in his azure pupils.

He slowly removed the handprint, his palms slightly damp with sweat.

"This seal..."

He was still shaken, but also deeply moved.

"Overturning heaven and earth, the Seal of Heaven's Overturning? No, that's not enough... King Wu's conquest of Zhou was the destruction of heaven, and the collapse of Krypton was the end of the world, so let's call it—the Seal of Heaven's Annihilation!"

Heaven-Destroying Seal!

Once printed, it will not change the world, but rather cause the sky to collapse and the earth to shatter, all spirits to fall silent, and the end to come!

Its decisive and domineering artistic conception, capable of destroying heaven, earth, and all living beings, and even severing destiny, shattering faith, and destroying spirit, has surpassed the Western Zhou Li Gui, a national treasure, and reached the level of saintly martial arts.

Xia Xinghan even had a hunch that even Superman's steel body would be severely injured if it were to take a full-force blow from this seal!

"This seal... is far too dangerous."

Xia Xinghan quickly calmed down, his expression shifting.

He made a decision instantly: destroy the Heavenly Seal and do not hand it over to the country.

On the one hand, keep a strong trump card for yourself.

On the other hand, what if someone uses the martial arts techniques he handed over to deal with him in the future? Wouldn't that be the most ridiculous thing in the world?

"Young friend, how was it? Did you gain anything?"

Mr. Guo's voice rang out at the right time, filled with concern and inquiry.

Although he didn't know the specifics, the destructive aura that Xia Xinghan had just exuded made him feel uneasy and his soul tremble.

Xia Xinghan felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

Faced with this national treasure, the bamboo slip containing Sun Tzu's Art of War, he immediately became extremely vigilant. While repeatedly muttering to himself, "Is it sinister or not?" to distract from the mysterious "mind-reading" technique, he raised his head, his small face showing just the right amount of regret and helplessness, and shook his head and sighed, "Grandpa Guo, the artistic conception of this national treasure is too profound and vast."

"This Western Zhou Li Gui records the great momentum of the overthrow of Zhou and the rise of Zhou. The flow of fortune and the clear manifestation of the way of heaven are evident. I have only glimpsed a small part of it, but it is like looking at flowers through the fog. It is truly wonderful."

"Alas... it seems that with my foundation and wisdom, I am still not enough to support the creation of a national-level martial art."

Old Guo's gaze lingered on his face for a moment, then he nodded and asked, "Just now, in the half-form of the seal you created, I sensed an astonishingly terrifying aura..."

"It failed."

"really?"

"Well, all our efforts were in vain."

Guo Lao clenched the old bamboo slips tightly in his hand and used his "mind-reading" power to see through Xia Xinghan's thoughts. He heard nothing but "How sinister!" and his old face immediately darkened.

"Little fox!"

"Old fox~"

The old man and the young man exchanged a knowing smile without saying a word.