National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

National Fate: Eight Yin Generals Guard China from Their Sleeping Coffins

国运:沉睡棺中,八大阴将守华夏

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121 Chapters Ongoing Status

[National destiny + live broadcast + Eight generals of the Yin Gate + master-disciple inheritance + exciting novel + ensemble cast]
The game of national destiny has arrived, and nine people are randomly selected from countries around the world to gu

Summary

[National destiny + live broadcast + Eight generals of the Yin Gate + master-disciple inheritance + exciting novel + ensemble cast]
The game of national destiny has arrived, and nine people are randomly selected from countries around the world to guard their national gates.
On the Chinese side, eight "village guardians" and a pitch-black coffin were teleported into the national destiny space.
The entire internet is in an uproar!
"It's over! Eight idiots and a broken coffin—China is doomed!"
"Other countries all have special forces soldiers and superhumans, what kind of lineup do we have?"
"I suggest we just surrender and stop wasting time..."
However, when the first wave of monsters attacked the city—
With a single bamboo pole, the corpse retriever reversed the tide of corpses;
The mortician, with nimble needles and threads, stitches monsters together to create puppets;
When the corpse-driver rings his bell, all the ghosts obey his command.
The paper craftsman's scissors flew, transforming paper figures into an army;
The coffin maker delivered the final blow, and the monster died instantly.
The suona player played "A Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix," sending the enemy to their doom.
A feng shui master can change the world with a single turn of his compass.
The executioner drew his demon-headed sword, slaying all that was ominous!
The world is shocked: "Is this China's 'mental disability'?"
And within that black coffin lay their shared master—
Su Chen, the master of the Yin Gate.
"My disciples, I am going to sleep now. The day when China's national fortunes prosper will be the day I emerge from my coffin."
"Before that, could you guard this border?"
The eight Yin generals shouted in unison, "Master, rest assured, with us here, the gates of China are as solid as a rock!"

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