Mythical Three Kingdoms: Martial Arts Reach Divine Ranks, I Alone Rule the World

After leaving the small mountain village near Julu where Chu Feiyan and Zhang Bao lived...

Zhang Mu, accompanied by a beautiful woman, rode his halberd southward.

After reaching the banks of the Yellow River, he turned west and traveled upstream along the Yellow River.

On the handle of the halberd.

Zhang Ning wrapped her arms around Zhang Mu's waist, her eyes looking down at the mighty river flowing eastward, her curiosity barely concealed.

"Brother Mu, Ning'er has heard her father say that this great river is extraordinary."

"It is said that the waters of this great river may dry up..."

"The fortune of this land will be reduced by more than 30%, and the northern prefectures will fall into complete ruin as a result."

"With the ebb and flow of fortune, the northern barbarian tribes will rise."

"The Central Plains will be reduced to a scene of utter devastation."

Zhang Mu, who was flying peacefully on his halberd, suddenly became interested when he heard Zhang Ning's discussion of the Great River.

"Ning'er, did your father, that old Taoist priest, really say that?"

Zhang Mu was questioned.

A glint of gold flashed in his eyes as he scanned the surface of the great river below.

The Yellow River, the mother river that nurtured Chinese civilization.

Whether in his past life or this life, Zhang Mu has arrived at and observed this place more than once.

He also visited the Yellow River Mother Statue located on the banks of the Yellow River in Lanzhou City (I suggest you don't go).

but.

Without exception.

He did not notice anything unusual.

Now that he heard Zhang Ning's words about the Yellow River, how could he not pay close attention to it?

"That's not all!"

"Ning'er also heard her father sigh with regret..."

"It is said that the Yellow River was once a land where dragons hibernated, and ancient alchemists guarded the various water veins of this great river."

"But I don't know why."

"The dragons and alchemists have all vanished, leaving only this mighty river still flowing."

Zhang Ning's explanations became increasingly fantastical, which made Zhang Mu chuckle in disbelief.

After searching around, he found nothing unusual.

However, at the water vein nodes below the main river, several strange aquatic beasts were found lurking.

Those strange beasts and exotic creatures all had different appearances.

Some of them resemble turtles or tortoises in appearance.

On the black and white shell, there was a copy of a landscape painting that Zhang Mu had never seen before.

Their heads have protrusions, as if they are about to grow horns.

Some of them are like the Yangtze finless porpoises he saw on the banks of the Yangtze River in his previous life, characterized by their plump and round bodies.

It was blowing bubbles as it swam along the riverbed, its skin glowing with a faint purple light.

The river shrimp and crabs that were nearby didn't have time to escape.

In the blink of an eye, it became a delicious meal in the mouth of that finless porpoise-like aquatic beast.

Zhang Mu also spotted a strange creature whose entire body was covered in scales from head to tail, with bone spurs covering the scales.

However, that strange creature seemed to have keen senses.

Before Zhang Mu could use his divine sense to observe further underwater...

One of them flicked its tail.

It burrowed into the muddy swamp below the river and disappeared without a trace.

"They're quite vigilant!"

Zhang Mu secretly praised him.

There was no intention to take action against these strange and exotic creatures lurking beneath the river.

If it were a strange beast or exotic species living on land or in the mountains and forests...

He might even be a little interested.

Since the former was caught, all that could be done was to set up a stove...

then.

Simply pour the juice over it.

Hoping they will assist in battle on the ground and serve as mounts...

Its awkwardness was no less than that of having the Lingling general kill Hua Xiong at Hulao Pass.

The latter.

If the body type is suitable and the personality is also good.

In fact, they can be tamed into mounts capable of supporting the physique and combat abilities of a Martial Realm expert.

Over the years, Zhang Mu has encountered some strange and unusual terrestrial beasts and creatures...

pity.

They were either too ugly, or Zhang Mu didn't like them.

So much so that now whenever I'm traveling...

He had to do it all himself.

Listening to the beautiful woman behind him talking non-stop, Zhang Mu was in no hurry to speed up his journey.

As the red sun rises in the east...

As the rosy light fell upon the shimmering surface of the great river, a gasp of surprise suddenly came from behind her, from the Holy Maiden Zhang Ning.

"Brother Mu, look!"

"Look at Luoyang City ahead!"

Zhang Ning's voice was filled with excitement.

The girl's eyes were filled with a dreamy, infatuated look.

"good!"

Zhang Mu looked up and followed the direction the girl was pointing.

But when he gazed at Luodu in the distance, bathed in the morning light…

Even though this wasn't his first time visiting this city.

but.

He was still quite shocked.

Luodu, a city nestled in the heart of China, is a place where dragons coil and tigers crouch.

The mighty river flows through the city.

The Qinshui, Luoshui, and Yishui rivers on both sides of the river form a jade belt, connecting the north and south.

The lingering starlight from the sky falls down, while the earth's veins below intertwine and take root.

Above Luoyang.

Furthermore, an invisible force of destiny shrouded the area, transforming into a dragon shape to suppress the barbarians in all directions.

Looking from afar.

This imperial city, named Luodu, stands majestically between heaven and earth, like an ancient and immovable primordial beast, standing firm for eternity.

As for the internal layout of the city, it abandons the limitations of ordinary cities and is extremely magnificent.

Its city wall height is not the typical twelve zhang, twenty-four zhang, or thirty-six zhang of a county town, prefecture town, or state town.

It is not the 108-zhang (approximately 330 meters) of the old capital city of Chang'an in Guanzhong.

Instead, it reached an astonishing height of 365 zhang, which coincides with the number of days in the universe.

A person stands in front of the city wall...

It's like looking at a sheer cliff, as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Go further inside.

It is not difficult to see that Luodu's city walls are layered and divided into nine layers of city walls, twelve heavenly gates, and thirty-six garrison towers.

The city walls, the Heavenly Gate, and the pavilions are not made of ordinary bricks and stones, but of black rock taken from the location of the Five Sacred Mountains, which is impervious to water and fire.

Furthermore, the surfaces of all the buildings are engraved with magic array patterns.

Countless magic array patterns intertwined, forming a forbidden zone in the airspace above Luodu.

Even those as powerful as Martial Realm or Literary Grandmaster would find themselves trapped in a quagmire if they entered that forbidden area, unable to move forward even at high speed.

Every nightfall.

These magic circle patterns will light up again.

The city of Luo is illuminated by the night sky, and the glow of the sunset never ceases throughout the night.

Every time I see this magnificent city.

Zhang Mu couldn't help but wonder:

What kind of overwhelming power could possibly destroy it?

Zhang Mu even had doubts.

If a scene reminiscent of Dong Zhuo burning down Luodu were to unfold in this world, could ordinary flames truly reduce this imperial capital to ashes?

Or is it...?

The fire that Dong Zhuo set was not a normal fire at all.

Put that thought aside.

Zhang Mu then looked at the terrain of the mountains and rivers around Luodu.

Mangshan Mountain, north of the city, is a place where thousands of peaks and ridges undulate.

Like a blue dragon coiled on a plain, it embodies the image of an ancestral dragon vein.

Ancient pines reach for the sky, and ancient springs flow gently, converging into streams that eventually flow into the main river.

The twin peaks of Yique stand facing each other south of the city.

It is shaped like a natural gate carved out by heaven and earth.

Sheer cliffs, thousands of feet high, pierce the clouds.

With the help of the mountains, we guarded the south of the capital.

The western foothills of the Xiaoshan Mountains are characterized by layered peaks and deep ravines.

It contains a sacred place formed from the murderous aura of an ancient battlefield; mortals who enter it will die instantly.

If used properly, it is enough to rival a million soldiers.

Surrounded by mountains, embraced by the Luo and Qin rivers, rooted in Manglong, protected by Yique, and connected by the Yellow River.

This.

This is the Luodu that Zhang Mu sees and looks at at this moment.

The mountains and rivers encircle this land, forming a treasure trove where fortunes from all directions converge.

"Get ready!"

"Time to go down!"

After giving Zhang Ning a word of advice.

Zhang Mu maneuvered his halberd to descend to the eastern gate of Luodu.

As soon as it landed.

Before the guards stationed below the city gate could get close...

The garrison commander's token hanging from Zhang Mu's waist flew out and hovered in front of the guards who were about to step forward.

The guards' expressions changed drastically upon seeing the token.

Ignoring the curious onlookers on the faces of the people who had formed a thousand-meter-long queue at the gate below the city wall, preparing to enter the city, he respectfully stepped forward to greet Zhang Mu.

"So it's the garrison commander of Yanmen County!"

"I wonder what the garrison commander is like..."

"Any instructions?"

The guards were humble in their attitude.

His demeanor showed not a trace of the arrogance of the imperial city and the soldiers beneath him.

It's not that he doesn't have it.

Instead, he always remembered a piece of advice that the gatekeeper of Luodu had given them:

Those who could serve as generals in various regions might vary in strength.

but.

Given their strength, there's no way they could be weak.

not to mention……

The guard glanced at the two characters "Yanmen" on the token.

The young man before me was guarding Yanmen, the northern border of the Han Dynasty.

If he were killed simply for slighting the person before him...

The guards made their guesses.

His superiors would never think of seeking so-called justice for him.