Under One Person: Since I am alone, I can dominate the world

A series of sounds of flesh coming into close contact with the ground were heard.

All the people present fell to their knees on the ground involuntarily under this pressure. Some people who had just woken up from the pressure of the golden dragon were forced to prostrate themselves on the ground again as soon as they stood up, and fell into coma again.

The only exception in the entire audience was Zhang Zhiwei, the Heavenly Master of Mount Longhu. Although he was knocked to the ground from mid-air by the pressure, he did not kneel down after all. His upright figure was like an old pine tree, and he looked up at the scene in the painting with surprise.

"What happened? It feels so familiar. It's exactly the same as when a real dragon appeared. My legs just fell to my knees out of control."

"The sea of ​​qi in my body has lost its order again. I can't drive it at all, and I can't even release it out of my body!"

"If I can leave alive today, I will never enter China again in this life!"

"Look what that is."

Everyone was wailing and screaming, and they all noticed the source of the pressure, a huge projection on the screen!

In the picture projected onto the sky, a huge Bagua formation can be seen.

In the formation diagram, there was a Taoist figure with disheveled hair, a faint golden glow all over his body, with his back to them, walking away step by step.

And that pressure like that of a real dragon was transmitted from the opponent's body. Even though there was an illusory curtain between them, it still made them all kneel down!

"Could that be... the true God of the Chinese people?"

"No, look at the clothes that man is wearing, they are the same as the Taoist priests who beat us up. If I'm guessing correctly, he is an alien like us, an alien who is so powerful that it is unimaginable!"

"Oh, bitch! Oh my god, you have to be kidding me, this is impossible!"

"I understand. Could it be that the name those couriers were shouting just now was that person's name?"

"hiss--"

The Black Crow mercenaries and Bihe Ren screamed and groaned, with visible fear on their faces. Some of the determined ones were still struggling with needles, but even if they risked everything, they still couldn't stand up.

On the other side, Qu Tong, even though he had run to the edge of the dense primeval jungle, was still knocked to his knees by the pressure. After trying his best to activate the magic sword in his hand, he finally managed to stand up with the help of the power of magic energy.

After she turned her head and saw Zhang Taichu's figure clearly in the painting, she didn't care about the Bihe Ninjas who were suppressed on the ground and was about to leave alone, but the Sable King who was attached to her had a different opinion.

"Wait, that alien has the smell of dragon qi on him!"

The demon sword flickered unsteadily, and a hoarse voice like a wild beast echoed in Qu Tong's mind, "Yes, I definitely can't sense it wrongly. It is rich and pure high-level Yuan Qi. It is really, really delicious!"

"I want to eat him. As long as I swallow him into my stomach, I will have enough strength to immediately break free from the constraints of this world and restore my true form!"

"Quick, catch him for me!"

The voice was desperate and sounded extremely fanatical.

Hearing this, Qu Tong sneered, "You are such a joke. You can't even deal with that old Taoist priest with a white beard, and you still want to capture Zhang Taichu."

"I'm afraid if we go up there, we'll never have a chance to leave, and all our plans will be wasted."

"Besides, our plan this time has not failed. We already have what we wanted. Greed is insatiable."

After she finished speaking, she took a firm step forward and was about to leave this place quickly according to her plan, but she felt that the magic sword in her hand was thousands of pounds heavy and it was inserted deeply into the ground, emitting an almost tangible purple aura.

"This is the most delicious blood food I have ever seen in my thousand years of waiting."

"I'm not willing to give in, I'm not willing to give in!"

The Sable King exuded a violent spiritual will, and Zhang Taichu had completely attracted his attention.

Qu Tong looked helpless, and she held her forehead covered with purple lines with her hand, and said speechlessly: "How did someone like you, with a negative IQ, survive for a thousand years?"

Already at this time.

Suddenly, a faint voice was heard from the painting that stretched across the sky.

"Inner Scene Land, please tell me what the truth behind the Eight Great Techniques is!"

Zhang Taichu said this with his back to the present world, thinking about the vast white space.

When the voice fell.

Qu Tong's face froze, and then, an unprecedented brilliance burst out from her eyes. She stared at everything in the painting. She didn't expect that Zhang Taichu would ask this question to the inner world!

The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei, who always had a calm expression, also had his beard tremble and his expression complicated when he heard this.

Even though he had long known that given his junior brother's temper, he would seek the truth at all costs, but when the moment really came, he still couldn't remain calm.

But after thinking about the sable phantom he had just met, he couldn't help but mutter, "Junior brother, is what you did right?"

Zhang Chulan, who was in the crowd, also widened his eyes, pricked up his ears, and his heart was beating fast, waiting for the answer, the answer he had been chasing for more than ten years!

……

In the vast interior scene.

Zhang Taichu stood quietly, then spoke calmly and asked about his doubts.

The voices echoed far away, but received no response, leaving only silence.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, sixty seconds...

The space was still dead silent.

Zhang Taichu still had his hands behind his back.

Then in the next moment, there was a raging flame that instantly illuminated the sky and the earth!

In the painting, after a brief silence, there was a sudden flash of fire, which instantly engulfed the entire picture, and submerged Zhang Taichu's figure.

Even though there was an illusory curtain, it still revealed an aura that made everyone's heart palpitate. They felt their hair stand on end and their hearts and gallbladders were about to burst!

"Damn it! Just for a split second, I thought the flames were going to burn through the painting and burn me to ashes!"

"Is that flame a supernatural power? Why is it so terrifying? It's even more terrifying than the strange flame in the woods just now."

“Even though we’re not in the same space, it still makes me terrified…”

"Wait, that flame seems to be targeting that mysterious Chinese alien. Are we saved?"

Sure enough, as the flames occupied the painting, the pressure like that of a real dragon also disappeared. The Bihe Ninjas who regained their freedom staggered to their feet and fled in a panic, regardless of everything.

Although everyone in Longhu Mountain looked at the painting with concern at the Taoist Tai Xuanhu who was being engulfed by flames, they forced themselves to suppress their emotions as they saw the bandits about to run away, and turned around to join the battle again.

Only Zhang Chulan's eyes were still trembling as he stared at the screen motionlessly.

Beside him, a big hand patted his shoulder, and the gentle voice of the old Taoist priest came: "Chu Lan, sometimes you can move forward better if you let go. Don't worry too much."

"All your grandfather hopes for is that his grandson can grow up healthy and safe."

Zhang Chulan's eyes were red, and his voice was trembling: "Master, I know all this, but I still can't help it. I just want the truth and an answer."

Zhang Zhiwei sighed and stopped answering. He just raised his head and looked at everything in the painting.

"That pressure suddenly disappeared. I hope Master Taichu is okay, right?" Xu Si, with a bandage wrapped around his chest, sat on a broken log. The raging flames were reflected in his eyes, and his face looked solemn.

He never doubted the strength of Master Taichu, but everything that happened in the Qinling Mountains today was too magical. For example, the fire that appeared in the picture at this moment was obviously not the ordinary flame used for barbecue and cooking as understood by the public.

Wang Ye, who was sitting next to him with his head propped up, slowly said, "The inner scene is extremely strange. It can be understood as a 3.5-dimensional space that is separated from the present world but not completely separated from reality. In it, everything in the past, present, and future is connected."

"When you reach it, you can find all the answers you want, but only if you can afford the corresponding price. The greater the impact on the world, the greater the price."

After hearing Wang Ye's explanation, Xu Si frowned and said, "Then what do you think of the price that Master Taichu is paying? Is it too high? Is there any danger?"

Wang Ye stared blankly at the sky full of flames, swallowed his saliva and said, "Even if I was the one who performed the Luotian Dajiao, Zhang Chulan only saw a fireball several feet wide that time. I was shocked to the point of vomiting blood from a distance, and I could only see it vaguely."

"And the price that the Immortal is facing right now is not only huge, but also boundless. I'm afraid that even the immortals on land can't bear this level of cause and effect."

Hearing this, Xu Si's breathing suddenly became heavy, and his wound was affected, bleeding without him noticing. "If you say so, then the truth of the Eight Wonders will have a huge impact on our world, right?"

Wang Ye said: "If the earth explodes, we will all be finished."

Xu Si took a deep breath, immediately put his hands together, and prayed devoutly: "Oh God, please bless Master Taichu and keep him safe!"

……

the other side.

Just as the overwhelming flames engulfed Zhang Taichu's figure.

The sable's tragic cry followed:

"Ah! No, don't come over here!"

"Fire, that's fire, go, stay away from it!"

Qu Tong felt the unprecedented fear transmitted by Zishen and asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you? Why are you so afraid of that fire?"

The sable did not respond, but just kept screaming, "Get away from it, get away from the fire, get away from here, get away from here now!"

Qu Tong pointed helplessly at the painting in the sky and said, "But all this is illusory and not in our world at all. What are you afraid of?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the demon sword that had been shaking continuously shook violently and then returned to calm.

Zidane's embarrassed and relieved voice was heard: "Ahem, so that's how it is. Haha, I expected this a long time ago."

As it spoke, its tone became hostile again, and it said viciously: "That damn delicious blood food actually dared to walk into that mysterious flame and destroy itself. It's such a waste, a naked waste!"

"Ah——I have waited for a thousand years to see the most delicious blood food in the world, and now it is gone. It has turned into barbecue. No, there must be nothing left. Woohoo, my delicious food~"

Listening to Zidane's somewhat schizophrenic words, Qu Tong's mouth twitched and she cursed him as an idiot. She did not rush to leave, but could not help but look into the painting, wanting to know what the final result would be.

In the flames that filled the entire space and burned the heaven and earth, Chang Taichu's figure completely disappeared, and even after a long while, he still did not reappear.

The worry in the eyes of everyone in Longhu Mountain became more and more intense.

Even Zhang Zhiwei couldn't help but frown.

He could feel the horror of the flames, so he was even more worried about the safety of his fellow apprentice.

"Master Taichu, please be alright. You must hold on." Zhang Chulan clenched his fists tightly, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and he was extremely nervous.

Under everyone's expectant gaze.

next moment.

The raging flames in the picture suddenly dimmed a little, revealing the figure of a Taoist with long hair draped over his shoulders. Then, a voice that resounded through the heavens and the earth was heard: "Tell me the answer!"

Rumble, rumble!

Along with the sound, there was also the familiar feeling of oppression, and in the next moment, they fell to their knees again involuntarily with bangs.

Even those Bihe Ninjas who had already run a hundred meters away and jumped up several feet, ready to leave this uninvited place, were actually knocked to the ground with a bang by the pressure, raising a large amount of dust.

In the painting curtain.

But in the firelight, the slightly blurry figure of the Taoist took a step forward, gradually moving deeper inside, towards the center of the flames!

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Inside scene.

Zhang Taichu's eyes were filled with golden light, which drove the vast life force to resist the terrifying flames that targeted both his body and mind.

Even he felt a great sense of life and death crisis at this moment!

"It burns the body as well as the soul. This level of fire is probably what the Prime Minister mentioned, the divine fire that can drive away all evil spirits."

"If it was me yesterday, I would definitely not be able to hold on in this strange flame. But now that I have undergone the Heavenly Thunder Soul Refining and have the Dragon Qi Condensed Body, I may still be able to give it a try."

Zhang Taichu murmured, looking at the increasingly surging fire core in front of him, took a step forward, and then another, moving closer and closer.

The flame that could burn everything licked his body, penetrated into his pores mercilessly, and roamed freely in it, wanting to destroy everything.

But within that flawless body, whether it was the crystal clear flesh and bones or the golden blood, they were not shaken by the flames at all, and a strange force also burst out to fight against it.

A layer of golden light also attached to Zhang Taichu's body. It was not the protective light emitted when he used the Golden Light Spell like before, but an automatic response from his body that had been tempered by thousands of times. In the process, it seemed as if it was being tempered by fire, becoming more and more dazzling.

He walked step by step through the outer layer of the flame and came to the center of the fireball. There, a milky white light was quietly suspended in the very center.

"That's the answer, is it?"

Zhang Taichu, who understood the situation clearly, stretched out his hand without any hesitation and grasped the milky white light tightly in his hand.

next moment.

The flames between heaven and earth stagnated, and then quickly retreated like a tide, disappearing into space in the blink of an eye.

Only Zhang Taichu was left standing there quietly with his eyes closed.

After half a breath.

The space cracked and then collapsed.

real world.

As everyone was looking on with extreme tension, as the flames faded and Zhang Taichu's figure appeared clearly again, the picture curtain shattered!