Martial Arts Crossover: My master tricked Huang Rong into becoming my wife!

Zhongnan Mountain, the shady side of Taiyi Peak.

The once ethereal and misty back mountain of the Taoist ancestral temple is now completely sealed off by an impenetrable, dark green miasma. The night wind, carrying the pungent, rotting stench of flesh, weaves through the withered pine forest, creating a shrill, eerie howl. The once verdant, centuries-old cypress trees are now covered in large and small dark purple growths, their crowns pointing towards the sky like withered bones.

The void was like a tattered cloth torn by a sharp blade, emitting a sharp, tearing sound.

A golden-blue sword aura forcefully opened a portal from the crack, and Chen Yanzhou, carrying Xiao Nianrong in one arm, strolled out of the void with a leisurely air. The big black dog Wangcai followed closely behind, and as soon as it landed, it was choked by the pungent stench around it and sneezed several times, its dog face showing an extremely disgusted expression in a human-like manner.

"Daddy, it stinks here! It stinks ten times worse than that nasty old man in the West Market!" Little Nianrong pinched her small nose, her pink cheeks scrunched up, and she waved her other hand vigorously in front of her, as if trying to drive away the green miasma.

Chen Yanzhou lowered his eyes and glanced at the deep canyon below, the golden light in his eyes piercing through the layers of mist as if it were a tangible substance.

"Because here, there is a nest of rats that have lived for over a hundred years and are getting moldy." Chen Yanzhou's voice was very soft, but it carried an extreme chill that could freeze the surrounding miasma.

At the bottom of the canyon, a massive altar constructed from a mixture of white bones and black meteorite iron emitted a ghostly blue glow. Around the altar, three hundred Japanese ninjas, dressed in tight black suits and wearing masks of demons, stood guard like a group of lifeless statues, wielding ninja swords.

In the center of the altar, eighty-one children from China, all under the age of five, were stripped naked, their wrists and ankles bound with chains engraved with starry patterns. Most of these children had cried themselves hoarse, shivering in the biting cold wind, their eyes filled with despair and fear.

At the very front of these children sat a withered old man, resembling a dried corpse. He wore the purple-gold hunting robe, a symbol of the highest rank in the Japanese imperial family, but beneath the robe, several dark red tentacles covered with suckers slowly wriggled. Embedded firmly on the top of his head was a top-grade star crystal core, the size of a fist, emitting a dazzling, eerie light.

This is Yagyu Kamikage, the supreme ruler of the Yatagarasu in Shenzhou, a great Onmyoji and swordsman of Fusang who was forcibly elevated to the Celestial Realm by the death energy of the starry sky.

"Heh heh... The flesh and blood of Shenzhou are always so sweet." Yagyu Shinkage opened his pupils, pure black with no whites, and his withered lips split into a strange arc, revealing serrated fangs. "Once the blood of these eighty-one virgins with pure Yin and pure Yang destiny is drained, the spatial coordinates will be completely stabilized. At that time, Lord Orochi's glory will transform this land into the most fertile seedbed!"

He slowly raised his right hand, which had only three fingers remaining and was completely ossified. A drop of thick, impenetrable black death energy condensed at his fingertip, and he was about to point it at the brow of the boy in front.

"Ugly monster! Don't bully me!"

A crisp, delicate shout, like a thunderclap, resounded directly above the canyon.

Yagyu Shinkage's skeletal fingers suddenly paused, his pure black pupils contracted sharply, and he looked up at the sky.

Three hundred demon ninjas drew their swords at the same time, the synchronized metallic scraping sound coalescing into a terrifying killing intent, their blades pointing straight to the sky.

"It's too dirty up there, so stay here and watch how your daughter dismantles this pile of bones." Chen Yanzhou patted Wangcai's head and threw Xiao Nianrong, whom he was holding, down towards the altar below, just like throwing a sandbag.

"Yay!" The little girl excitedly did a somersault in mid-air, and the innate Dao pattern between her eyebrows shone like a burning sun.

Facing the hundreds of poisoned shuriken raining down from below, Xiao Nianrong neither dodged nor evaded. She took a deep breath, her small chest puffing out, then her cheeks deflated as she exhaled a long breath downwards.

The pure golden innate true fire transformed into a fire dragon, roaring and sweeping out. Those hidden weapons, forged from the cold iron of the seabed and tempered with the deadly poison of the starry sky, couldn't even withstand it for a moment, and were directly vaporized into nothingness in mid-air.

The fire dragon continued its relentless advance, crashing heavily into the ninja formation surrounding the altar.

There were no screams, no struggles. Those demonic ninjas, who had been transformed into invulnerable beings by the deathly aura of the starry sky, instantly turned into scorched ashes along with their souls the moment they came into contact with the innate true fire, and vanished with the wind.

"Baka! It's that little monster from the Tian Ce Mansion!" Liu Sheng Shenying's hoarse voice revealed undisguised terror. The news of the annihilation of the East Sea Vanguard Fleet had already been sent back, so he naturally knew how terrifyingly powerful the golden flames of that three-year-old girl riding the big black dog were against the Starry Sky Clan.

"Amaterasu's Shield!"

Liu Sheng Shenying frantically formed hand seals, and the top-grade star crystal core above his head erupted with dazzling blue light. The white bones around the altar instantly came to life, intertwining and tangling in mid-air, transforming into a massive white bone shield three zhang thick, shrouded in viscous death energy, which narrowly blocked the fire dragon's path.

The true fire collided with the giant bone shield, producing a teeth-grinding "sizzle." The bone shield, empowered by the will of the starry sky, actually withstood the scorching heat of this wave of flames.

"Tch, iron turtle shell." Xiao Nianrong landed steadily in mid-air, her chubby little hands on her hips, looking at the bone shield blocking her way, and curled her lips in disdain.

She stopped breathing fire, lowered her head, looked at the ground, then bent down and hugged a thick steel and copper pillar, as thick as a bucket, used to secure the altar.

"Little monster, useless! This divine shield is..." Yagyu Shinkage was about to say something sarcastic.

"Snap!"

The harsh sound of metal snapping interrupted him.

Under the extremely magnified gaze of Yagyu Shinkage's pure black pupils, the little girl, who was less than a third the height of the bronze pillar, actually managed to pull out the steel bronze pillar that was buried ten feet deep in the ground and weighed tens of thousands of kilograms!

The Dao patterns between Xiao Nianrong's brows flickered, and the chaotic divine power within her body erupted without reservation. Like swinging a baseball bat, she hoisted the tens of thousands of kilograms of bronze pillar onto her small shoulders, then, with a unified waist and stance, she swung it fiercely at the three-zhang-thick white bone shield with a terrifying momentum that could shatter the void.

"Bang—Boom!"

A deafening roar echoed through the canyon, and the surrounding stone walls shattered under the terrifying sonic boom, sending rocks raining down.

Spiderweb-like cracks instantly spread across the giant white bone shield, and then with a "crash," it shattered into a shower of bone dust.

The bronze pillar, its momentum undiminished, slammed into Yagyu Shinkage's chest with overwhelming force.

This Japanese Onmyoji, who had been forcibly pushed to the Celestial Realm by the deathly aura of the starry sky, didn't even have time to utter a sound before his purple-gold hunting robe on his chest shattered instantly, and his ribs were broken. Like a cannonball, he flew backward dozens of feet along the ground, crashing through three layers of rock walls before embedding himself deeply into a mountain.

"Too weak! It can't even withstand one claw from Big Black!" Xiao Nianrong casually threw away the bent copper pillar, dusted off her hands, and walked over to the locked-up children with her short legs.

With a gentle squeeze of her small hand, the chain, infused with meteorite iron from the starry sky, was torn apart like noodles.

"Don't cry, don't cry, the bad guys have been chased away. Big sister will take you home to eat candied hawthorns." Little Demon Pill put on the airs of a big sister and comforted the children who were half a head taller than her in a childish voice.

Watching this scene from mid-air, Chen Yanzhou's lips curled into a proud smile. This girl was as mischievous as her mother, but her domineering nature was definitely a direct inheritance from him.

"Cough cough... Lord Orochi... will not let you get away with this..."

From the ruins of the mountainside, Yagyu Shinkage crawled out, covered in blood. His chest was completely caved in, and his internal organs were shattered into a mess, but the star crystal core above his head was flashing wildly, and its dark red tentacles were tightly stitching up his wounds, keeping him alive.

"You insignificant ants of China, did you think destroying the altar would stop the descent of the stars? Too late! Open the gates of the underworld!"

Yagyu Shinkage let out a mournful laugh. He actually reached out and forcefully pried off the Starry Sky Crystal Core from the top of his head, then crushed it.

The extremely concentrated death energy of the starry sky exploded in an instant, tearing a dark blue hole several meters wide in mid-air. From within the black hole came chilling roars, and a terrifying ghostly hand covered in scales and several meters long was trying to reach out from the black hole to grab the children.

This is a forced cross-dimensional summoning of some ancient creature from the abyss of the starry sky at the cost of one's life.

Xiao Nianrong was comforting the child with her back to the black hole when she felt the chill behind her and was about to turn around.

"Nianrong, don't turn around, you'll get your eyes dirty."

Chen Yanzhou's lazy and indifferent voice echoed through the canyon.

He didn't even draw his sword; he simply brought his right index and middle fingers together and made a casual slash across the air towards the half-protruding ghost hand and the wildly laughing Yagyu Shinkage.

"Broken path."

The golden-blue chaotic sword intent completely ignored spatial distance.

There was no deafening collision. The terrifying ghost hand, powerful enough to tear a grandmaster to shreds, was cleanly severed in two the instant it touched the sword energy. Before the black blood could even spurt out, it was completely erased by the rules contained within the sword intent.

The sword energy continued forward.

Yagyu Shin'ei's laughter abruptly ceased. A very thin red line appeared between his brows. Then, his indestructible body, transformed by the death energy of the starry sky, along with the entire mountain behind him, was silently cleaved in two by this sword energy.

The landslide completely buried the last traces of this Japanese devil.

The dark blue hole in mid-air lost its support and instantly closed under the strangulation of the sword intent.

Chen Yanzhou floated down slowly and snapped his fingers. Wangcai leaped down from above, growing larger, and picked up the rescued children one by one, tossing them onto its broad back.

"Daddy, why did that mountain split open?" Little Nianrong pointed to the mountain peak that had been split in two in the distance, blinking her big eyes.

"It thought that ugly thing was too smelly, so it split open and vomited." Chen Yanzhou said this nonsense with a straight face, and then picked up his daughter and hugged her. "Come on, let's go home. Your mother should warm up the peach blossom wine."

The moonlight was as clear as water. In this secluded valley of Zhongnan Mountain, apart from the cleaved peaks and ashes, there was no trace of any alien races from outer space. The overall situation had been completely settled without anyone realizing it.

Chapter 491

Three days later, in Chang'an, at the Tian Ce Mansion.

The first rays of morning sunlight fell on the obsidian-paved training ground. The early autumn morning breeze carried a hint of coolness, but inside the council hall of the Tian Ce Mansion, the atmosphere was as heated as boiling oil.

Chen Yanzhou sat upright in the grand chair at the head of the table, holding a bowl of red date and lotus seed soup that Huang Rong had personally prepared, stirring it casually with a spoon. Below the stage, the four leaders of the World Alliance were gathered, with heroes from all over the Central Plains lined up on both sides. Everyone looked at the young man in the head seat with undisguised fervor and awe.

"Your Majesty, an urgent report from the Northern Pavilion." Ximen Chuixue, holding his black-sheathed longsword, spoke in a cold, emotionless voice, "The remnants of the Tianshan Sect refused to hand over the Starry Sky Meteorite and attempted to detonate the earth's veins. Your subordinates have led the Great Snow Dragon Riders to completely flatten them. The sect leader's head hangs atop Tianshan, and all the remaining traitors have been exterminated."

"Over here at Dongge, the Japanese spy network along the East China Sea has been completely eradicated." Lu Xiaofeng stroked his neatly trimmed mustache and chuckled as he cupped his hands in greeting. "We also raided the homes of several salt merchants who were colluding with them, seizing 30 million taels of silver, which has all been deposited into the Tian Ce Mansion's treasury."

Holding the account book in his hands, Zhang Juzheng stepped forward solemnly: "Your Majesty, all the major sects within the Divine Continent have submitted to you. The first batch of disciples of the Martial Arts Academy, totaling eight thousand, have begun practicing the Martial Classic as you have improved. Food, weapons, and all kinds of new cannons for the Divine Machine Battalion are all in place. It can be said that the foundation of my Tian Ce Mansion now far surpasses that of any previous dynasty."

Chen Yanzhou put down the white porcelain bowl in his hand, swallowed the last mouthful of sweet soup, and wiped the corner of his mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"Cleaned up a few rats, nothing to be smug about." Chen Yanzhou's gaze swept across the room, his domineering aura making everyone hold their breath. "Old Zhang, what's been happening with that big hole in Donghai lately?"

Zhang Juzheng's expression instantly turned serious. He closed the account book and said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the Heavenly Secrets Pavilion has been monitoring the situation day and night. Last night at midnight, a large area of ​​the spatial barrier at the edge of the thousand-foot-long rift in the East Sea collapsed. The rift has expanded to three thousand feet."

Upon hearing this, the hall fell completely silent.

"Three thousand zhang..." Song Que frowned, his hand unconsciously pressing on the hilt of the Heavenly Blade. "Such a huge passage is enough for the main force mothership of the alien space race to pass through without any hindrance."

"Moreover..." Zhang Juzheng glanced at Chen Yanzhou and lowered his voice, "According to intelligence gathered at great personal risk by scouts lurking on the edge of the Guixu Sea, hundreds of enormous black shadows have appeared deep within the rift. Preliminary estimates suggest that the enemy has no fewer than three hundred warships and a force... at least one hundred thousand strong."

A hundred thousand alien soldiers from the stars! These are not ordinary people, but monsters transformed by the death energy of the stars, impervious to blades and spears, and immune to pain! Not to mention that there may be a star commander among them who surpasses the Celestial Realm.

The air inside the main hall seemed to freeze, and cold sweat was seeping from the foreheads of many sect leaders.

Just when the oppressive atmosphere was suffocating, the heavy rosewood doors of the council hall were suddenly flung open with a loud bang.

"You old geezer! Give me back my bell! You broke my bell!"

A childish, angry roar broke the silence. Little Nianrong stormed in, clutching a dusty, round ball, chasing an old man whose hair and beard were half-burnt all over the hall.

The old man was none other than Master Lu, the leader of the Divine Mechanism Battalion and the unparalleled master of mechanical arts. At this moment, he was desperately dodging the pursuit of Little Demon Orb, running and crying out in despair, "Young Master! I truly didn't mean to! You insisted that I embed that top-grade Starry Sky Crystal Core into your protective bell. The energy within that core was too violent; it exploded the moment it touched you!"

The big black dog Wangcai followed slowly behind Xiao Nianrong, with half of the blown-off mechanical arm in its mouth, obviously a "trophy" it had taken from the Shenji Camp.

What was originally a solemn and dignified military council meeting instantly turned into a childish farce. However, not a single one of the top experts in the hall dared to show the slightest dissatisfaction. Instead, they all stepped aside, afraid of blocking the path of this young master.

"Nonsense." Chen Yanzhou scolded lightly, but there was no hint of reproach in his tone. With a flick of his finger, a gentle stream of true energy lifted Xiao Nianrong into his arms.

"Daddy! Look at him, he broke my favorite bell!" Little Nianrong nestled in Chen Yanzhou's arms, holding up the dusty round ball in her hand with a wronged expression. It was originally a bell that Chen Yanzhou had carved for her out of starlight meteorite iron, but now it had been blown into an ugly lump of iron.

Chen Yanzhou pinched his daughter's puffed-up cheeks, then casually picked up the iron lump and released a burst of chaotic true energy from his palm. With a few crisp "crack" sounds, the deformed meteorite iron, reshaped by the chaotic rules, transformed directly into an exquisite bracelet with an ancient design and flowing golden-blue Dao patterns, which was then fastened to Xiao Nianrong's chubby wrist.

"If it's broken, we'll just replace it with a new one. In a couple of days, Daddy will take you to the East China Sea, and we'll go straight to those big ships and take down a few of the biggest, brightest stones. We'll have the Divine Machine Battalion make you a whole set of jewelry, okay?" Chen Yanzhou coaxed with a smile.

"Yay! I want a big rock!" The little girl instantly went from angry to happy and gave Chen Yanzhou a big kiss on the cheek.

Master Lu, sitting in the audience, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and retreated behind Zhang Juzheng with a wry smile.

Chen Yanzhou placed his daughter on his lap, raised his head, and his originally gentle gaze instantly turned sharp as a knife, piercing the assembled heroes in the hall.

"One hundred thousand alien races, three hundred warships." Chen Yanzhou tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest of the armchair. "Sounds pretty scary, doesn't it?"

No one responded; everyone held their breath and watched the ruler of China intently.

"In my life, Chen Yanzhou hates nothing more than people standing on my head and defecating." Chen Yanzhou stood up, and an indescribable, terrifying fighting spirit burst forth. The weapons hanging in the hall hummed at that moment, as if they were submitting to this will.

"Issue the Heavenly Decree!"

"Boom!" All the experts in the hall knelt down on one knee in unison.

"The entire Zhenyuan Navy set sail, and the Shenji Battalion set up three hundred star-core cannons along the coastline."

"The Heavenly Strategy Palace's inner cabinet and the four pavilion masters, along with 30,000 Great Snow Dragon Riders and 50,000 elite Martial Arts Academy troops, will accompany me on my personal expedition!"

Chen Yanzhou waved his hand, and his black and gold robes fluttered in the surge of his true energy. His gaze pierced through the layers of palaces, looking directly towards the East Sea.

"This time, we won't defend. Once they show themselves, I'll lead you all into that rift and utterly destroy that so-called starry sky!"

"War! War! War!"

A deafening roar ripped off the roof of the Tian Ce Mansion and soared into the heavens. The pent-up fighting spirit of the martial arts world of China over the past century was ignited at this moment.

Chapter 492

Three days later, the East China Sea changed color.

The once azure seawater had been stained pure black by the extremely dense death aura of the starry sky, and countless skeletons of dead deep-sea monsters floated on the surface. A raging wind howled, whipping up towering black waves dozens of meters high that crashed violently against the reefs outside Mingzhou Harbor.

High above, the three-thousand-foot-long azure rift resembled a gigantic, blood-red eye opened by the heavens. Deep within the rift, images of shattered stars flickered, accompanied by deafening roars, and the spatial barriers creaked under the strain.

"Boom—!"

An enormous, indescribably massive bronze claw suddenly emerged from the crack, gripping the edge of the void. Immediately afterward, a black mothership, a thousand feet long and resembling a floating mountain range, slowly squeezed out of the spatial passage.

On either side of this mothership, hundreds of escort ships, each over a hundred feet long, followed in dense formation. The fleet, blotting out the sun, completely blocked out the sunlight along the East China Sea coast, plunging the entire world into eternal night.

The main force of the alien race from outer space has finally arrived.

On the mothership's massive deck stood tens of thousands of mutated warriors. At the very front, on a throne, sat a terrifying creature three zhang tall, with four black, fleshy wings on its back and its body covered in dark gold scales. Its head resembled a gigantic skull, and its eyes burned with eerie blue hellfire.

Commander-in-Chief of the Star Expeditionary Force – Ergu.

"Humble ants of the Divine Land, tremble! The great will of the stars will grant you eternal destruction." Ergu's voice, amplified by death energy, resounded like thunder from the heavens along the entire East China Sea coast.

However, what greeted him was not the fear and wails of the Chinese people, but a sweet, childlike shout that was surprisingly penetrating.

"Big Black! That winged skull is so ugly, go bite its bones!"

Along the coastal defense line, 50,000 elite martial arts academy soldiers stood ready. In front of the army, a terrifying giant wolf, over five zhang long and engulfed in dark, ghostly flames, stood riding the waves. On the wolf's head, Xiao Nianrong, dressed in specially made red soft armor, brandished a foreign thigh bone she had picked up from who-knows-where, her eyes shining with excitement.

Behind Xiao Nianrong, Chen Yanzhou stood with his hands behind his back on the back of the magnificent eagle with wingspan that blotted out the sky, gazing indifferently at the massive fleet in the sky, as if he were looking at a herd of pigs and sheep waiting to be slaughtered.

"Fire." Chen Yanzhou's lips moved slightly as he uttered two words in a low voice.

"Release!" Duan Lie's roar echoed along the coastline.

Three hundred star core cannons, painstakingly modified by Master Lu of the Divine Machine Battalion, roared simultaneously with earth-shattering fury. Extremely compressed spiritual energy mixed with the violent energy of the star crystal cores transformed into three hundred dazzling beams of light, tearing through the dark sky and slamming into the alien fleet.

"Boom boom boom—!"

A series of explosions erupted in mid-air. More than a dozen escort ships that were unable to dodge in time were pierced by the beams of light and disintegrated in mid-air, their burning wreckage falling into the sea like a meteor shower.

"A foolish struggle. Star Shield, activate!"

Ergu roared in fury. A thick, dark red shield appeared on the surface of the mothership, blocking all subsequent artillery fire.

"Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"

Following the commander's order, tens of thousands of winged space warriors swarmed down from the mothership like locusts, heading straight for the defensive line below.

"kill!"

Song Que's Heavenly Blade unleashed a hundred-foot-long blade of light, Ximen Chuixue transformed into a merciless, icy sword light, and Lu Xiaofeng's two fingers moved like lightning. The experts of Tian Ce Mansion were like tigers among sheep, locked in a fierce battle with the monsters raining down from the sky.

But the most eye-catching one was the little demon in red riding a giant wolf.

"Ugly freak, watch the fire!"

Xiao Nianrong took a deep breath, and pure golden innate true fire erupted from her mouth like a volcanic eruption. The flames transformed into a giant golden firebird in mid-air, and with a flap of its wings, swept directly across the densest horde of monsters.

A series of agonizing screams echoed through the sky. Under the scorching heat of the true fire, thousands of Starry Sky Death Warriors were reduced to ashes, instantly vaporized.

"Big Black, jump up!" The little girl was clearly not satisfied with swatting mosquitoes from below. She slapped the wolf's head and pointed to the largest mothership in the sky.

Wangcai let out a deafening howl, its four hooves stomping out of the air and creating rings of white sonic booms. Its massive body, like a black meteor, crashed directly into the mothership's shield.

"You ignorant beast, you even dare to smash through the Starry Sky Shield?" Ergu sneered.