Chinese Superman

"No...no way...how did you get here?!"

King Deming was terrified and crawled backward on all fours, trying to escape, but he only felt that his limbs were cold and weak.

Xia Xinghan hovered above the Yin-Yang Bureau, looking down at the hellish battlefield. His gaze swept over the gruesome corpses of sorcerers, finally settling on the disheveled King Deming.

His small face showed no anger, only a detached calm.

"You...you can't kill me! I am the Heavenly King of Japan! Killing me is tantamount to starting a war with the entire nation of Japan!!"

King Deming screamed fiercely, but his voice betrayed his inner weakness, as he made his last desperate attempt.

Upon hearing this, Xia Xinghan gently shook his head, his voice not loud, but clearly echoing above the ruins of the Yin-Yang Bureau: "Why would I need to kill you? Doing it myself would only dirty my hands."

He arrived carrying the fortune of the entire Martial Ancestor and half of the Dao Ancestor, like Mount Tai crushing an egg, or a boulder hitting an egg. The pitiful royal fortune possessed by the Heavenly King of Deming was shattered like a bubble.

Without the protection of the royal family's fortune, organizing the Grand Ceremony of Ten Thousand Curses indirectly caused the deaths of thousands of people. His luck had already plummeted to the point where he could choke to death even when drinking cold water!

Xia Xinghan stood in mid-air, speaking calmly as if conversing with heaven and earth: "Those who commit evil deeds deserve no mercy. Heaven's justice is clear, and retribution is inevitable."

Before the words were finished—

"boom!!!"

A massive bolt of lightning, blazing brightly, seemed to respond to his words, and slashed down fiercely from the sky above where the cursed clouds had just dispersed!

This lightning struck without warning and with unparalleled precision, hitting King Deming!

The blinding lightning instantly engulfed his terrified and distorted face, and the powerful electric current and high temperature instantly carbonized his body, leaving only a radial black scorch mark on the ground, and his body was nowhere to be found.

Throughout the entire process, Xia Xinghan did not make a move. His gaze swept over the scorch marks on the ground, but he did not immediately return.

Chinese people have always believed that since we're already here, we should just accept it.

Now that he's come, how could he leave empty-handed?

"Since we're already here, and in Kyoto no less, so..."

Xia Xinghan took off, first determining his direction, and then flew towards a famous location in Chiyoda Ward, Kyoto.

In less than half a breath.

He was suspended in the air above a shrine with flourishing incense offerings.

"The toilet stinks horribly, it's about to explode."

Xia Xinghan remained expressionless, extending his right index finger and aiming it at the core area of ​​the vast and imposing divine palace below.

A breathtaking golden light gathered at the fingertips.

Nuclear Fireball Technique!

He didn't shout out the name of the move, but just silently recited it in his mind.

With a gentle tap of the finger, a fist-sized golden fireball, containing destructive energy, detached from the fingertip and fell silently.

next moment.

"boom----"

A magnificent mushroom cloud rose from the center of the shrine!

Torii gates, bronze statues, the main hall, and so on were instantly engulfed by the intense white light, and then disintegrated.

Under the intense flames and powerful shockwave, the complex was completely wiped off the map, leaving only a huge charred crater and wisps of rising smoke and dust.

The enormous explosion shook Kyoto, startling countless people who looked in that direction in fear.

Xia Xinghan didn't even look at the result and set off again.

This time, he flew even further, arriving in Miyazaki Prefecture in just a few breaths.

His goal was the stone tower standing on the high ground.

The stone tower is hailed as the "tallest tower in Yingguo" and packaged as a symbol of "peace," but in reality, it is inlaid with bricks and stones plundered from Xiaguo and other Asian countries, bearing a distorted view of history and the crimes of aggression.

A veritable tower of sin!

Hovering above the tower, Xia Xinghan's eyes flashed with cold disgust.

"The term 'Bahong' comes from 'Liezi: Tangwen' and 'Huainanzi: Dixingxun', and means the four directions and four corners. It is an insult to the term to use it for naming."

"Plundering the bricks and stones of other nations, attempting to construct a delusional 'world under one roof,' and even trying to ruin the fortunes of my Xia Kingdom? Wishful thinking!"

Xia Xinghan snorted coldly, noticing that the stone tower was showing signs of revival.

But its origins, its symbolism, and the profound meaning it embodies are utterly sinful. If it were to become a relic, it would be the most terrifying evil artifact.

"Such heavy resentment and evil energy; if it is not destroyed today, it will surely become a great calamity."

Without hesitation, he raised his index finger again.

Another golden-red fireball landed.

With a deafening explosion, a mushroom cloud, resembling a work of art, rose into the sky once again.

The monstrous stone tower was reduced to ashes, leaving only a charred, massive crater.

Two consecutive, earth-shattering explosions finally alarmed the most powerful force in Japan!

"Baka!"

"Who dares to commit such an act of annihilation on my land?!"

"Leave your life behind!"

Three incredibly powerful figures, carrying an ancient and majestic aura, rose almost simultaneously from the depths of the Kyoto Imperial Palace, the direction of the Ise Grand Shrine, and a certain hidden holy site, illuminating the sky and instantly forming a triangle that surrounded Xia Xinghan in Miyazaki Prefecture!

Above the Ise Grand Shrine, the sky went from extremely dark to extremely bright, and the sun that was originally outside the atmosphere was replaced by a blazing sun.

Xia Xinghan looked ahead first, his eyes gleaming, ignoring the dazzling light and directly discerning the true nature of the blazing sun. It turned out that at the core of that magnificent sun was actually an ancient bronze mirror, surrounded by eight beams of intense light, which transformed into the blazing sun.

"So it was the Yata no Kagami (Eight-Span Mirror)."

"In Japanese mythology, Amaterasu hid in the Ama-no-Iwato after Susanoo caused havoc in Takamagahara, resulting in darkness. Eight million gods forged the Yata no Kagami and hung it on the Shinken Tree, accompanied by songs and dances to attract Amaterasu's attention. When Amaterasu peeked out to look, Ame-no-Kaya ordered the mirror to be raised high to reflect her image, and Ame-no-Tamamo-no-Mae took the opportunity to pull her out of the Ama-no-Iwato."

"Amaterasu then bestowed this mirror upon the grandson of the heavens, decreeing, 'Look at this mirror as if you were looking at yourself.'"

Xia Xinghan remained calm and turned his head to look at the Imperial Palace in Kyoto.

Compared to the blazing sun above Ise Grand Shrine, the light from the Kyoto Imperial Palace was much softer. A magatama, seemingly as small as a grain of rice yet infinitely large, shone brightly, truly mysterious.

"The Eight-Foot Jade Curved Jewel".

"The last one left is the Kusanagi-no-Tsurugi."

Looking towards the direction of the hidden holy land, Xia Xinghan indeed saw an ancient sword that was neither stone nor iron, hanging in the sky, exuding a wild and ancient aura.

The three national treasures of Japan, the legendary three sacred treasures, and the three national treasures!

"Amitabha... Why must we make such a fuss, benefactor who has come from afar in the East?"

Meanwhile, in the direction of Mount Koya.

Amidst the mountains, bathed in the light of Buddha, a "living Buddha" with a golden face, a gaunt and withered body, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, yet exuding an overwhelming aura, ascended into the sky.

The "Living Buddha" sat cross-legged in the void, with a relic above his head that shone with restrained light and contained infinite Buddhist power. Its aura was no less powerful than the three national treasures, and even added an ancient and mysterious touch, comparable to Lady Xin Zhui who was resurrected from Mawangdui!

Is there anyone in the world who has cultivated to the Golden Core realm before Master Zhang?

The relics, once refined to attain perfect enlightenment and true nature, are no different from the golden elixir!

"Oh, I see. Relics are keepsakes, and you... I could tell at a glance you're not 'human'!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

(The XXXX Tower was ordered to be demolished after Japan's defeat in World War II, and Miyazaki Prefecture renamed it the "Peace Tower". The base of the tower is made of bricks and stones from the Great Wall, white marble carvings from the Ming Palace in Nanjing, and stones from famous mountains such as Mount Tai. I remember there was a scene in the movie "NJ Photo Studio" where they stole bricks and stones from the city wall, which must have been stolen to build this dilapidated tower.)