Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 340 The sun and moon shine brightly, their light piercing through the ages! (4000)

kill!

Kill! Kill!

One man shouted, a thousand others roared, and a hundred thousand soldiers roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens and the earth.

A vast and boundless aura of war swept out like a boundless ocean.

A barrage of spells, talismans, and magical artifacts swept down, filling the field of vision.

Zhang Yuanzhu's lips curled up slightly, exuding a carefree air, as he opened his arms wide.

Layers of lightning erupted from his body, burning like purple flames.

Deep within his heart, the [Characteristic] of self-defense erupts, fully protecting himself.

Power comes from the balls of your feet.

Boom!

The earth within a radius of several miles cracked inch by inch, and a purple figure wreathed in lightning slashed towards the sky with arms like guillotines.

In an instant, the magic shattered, the talismans tore apart, and the magical artifacts collapsed.

Under the incredulous gazes of many, it broke through the attack of 100,000 people and crashed heavily into the city's protective formation, striking the weakest point of the formation.

boom! Boom! !
Amidst the deafening roar, the city walls trembled violently, and the great array flickered incessantly.

Click!

A shattering sound startled everyone awake, revealing that the city's protective formation had cracked open and was rapidly spreading.

At this moment, regardless of their cultivation level, everyone stared blankly at the vigorous young man. Apart from his tattered clothes, his aura had not weakened in the slightest. How could this be?

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy cold, and he showed no intention of explaining. The broken Xuan Furnace in his arms flew out, and he grabbed the furnace wall with his five fingers.

kill!

His arms were raised as if lifting a dark, sacred mountain, and then crashed down.

Click!

The ten-mile-long formation tore apart, unleashing an immense surge of power.

In an instant, groups of armored soldiers were killed and reduced to wreckage.

"Zhang Yuanzhu!!"

Someone roared, and several streaks of light burst forth from the city, their killing intent soaring into the sky.

Leading the charge was an elderly man dressed in a python robe with a dignified face. His aura as an eighth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator was completely undisguised as he charged forward first.

Zhang Yuanzhu stepped out and entered Dadu.

He gripped the broken furnace tightly with one hand, and clenched his other fist, striking down with a powerful blow.

Boom!

A tremendous roar erupted as two figures clashed rapidly amidst the crowd, their white flames blazing and their purple lightning flashing.

Both the young and the old held nothing back, giving it their all.

Wherever it went, blood turned into a sea and limbs were scattered everywhere.

Boom boom boom~
Six consecutive booming sounds caused ripples to spread through the space, and rolling waves of air surged up in a thousand layers of crimson.

A figure staggered backward. The old man's gaze fell, fixed on his chest at the cave entrance, his face filled with resentment. He muttered to himself:
"Great punches! Great magic!!"

Before the words were finished, a fair hand had already crossed the sky and pressed down on the old man's face.

bang~
Like a fruit shattered, the upper half of the body turned into blood and bones.

At this very moment, the Foundation Establishment cultivators who had been surrounding and attacking him were only just approaching the young man's side.

They looked at each other in disbelief; it had all happened too fast.

A cultivator at the eighth level of Foundation Establishment actually decided the outcome of the battle in just a few breaths, a battle that sent chills down everyone's spine.

"You still dare to hesitate when facing me."

A sneer echoed through the room.

Immediately afterwards, the dark incense burner rapidly expanded, enveloping the several major repairmen and swallowing them into its contents.

Zhang Yuanzhu leaped up, stepping on the incense burner, and looked up at the sky, a carefree smile on his face as he gazed at the still motionless Emperor Yuan.

"I'll kill you today!"

Boom!

With a powerful stomp of his foot, the incense burner trembled violently, and a series of mournful cries echoed out, sending chills down one's spine.

The youth was so ferocious and violent that even soldiers and generals who had already sold their lives to the royal family were filled with fear.

Emperor Yuan stood above the army, the twelve white jade beads in front of his face swaying gently, emitting a crisp clinking sound, and he spoke indifferently:

"Form ranks, and attack!"

One by one, warriors clad in platinum armor soared into the sky, roaring to the heavens:
"By imperial decree, form ranks and kill!"

In an instant, battle formations quickly formed under the command of their generals, resembling millstones, and advanced towards the young man as the armored soldiers marched forward.

"We will fight until the blood is shed dry!"

"To repay the king's kindness by eating the spirit of the king is today."

"A thousand years of nurturing cultivators, all for the sake of dying to repay their country."

Roars and cries of desperation echoed from the battlefield.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood atop the furnace, looking down at the assembled cultivators. His eyes held no contempt, only seriousness.

Even a thousand-year-old dynasty will always have its moments of brilliance that captivate people.

but
The Emperor Yuan was somewhat lacking!
With a downward stroke, the measuring ruler was drawn.

Forty-seven purple halos rose from his body, protecting him.

With a thought, the broken Xuan Furnace on the ground rose up, casting down rays of mysterious light.

They strode forward, charging headlong into the battle formation.

The two sides are getting closer!

near!!
Closer!!!
There was no stalemate; only a long, gleaming white ruler, wielded like a dragon, slashing and killing Foundation Establishment warriors, breaking through battle formations, and advancing relentlessly.

Battle formations shattered, and armored soldiers fell in blood; blood and broken bones covered the earth.

One hundred thousand armored soldiers, in their great formations, did not retreat, but charged forward with all their might.

Despair awaited them; the young man's crimson robe was stained with blood, yet he bore no wounds whatsoever.

why?
Even though the profound light has been broken and the forty-seven divine rings have been shattered, why is there still no scar left?

Zhang Yuanzhu remained indifferent; the long ruler remained as white as ever, like a ray of celestial light.

Each strike shattered battle formations, tore through armor, and unleashed waves of blood.

At this moment, he was certain that the ancestor of the Yuan Kingdom was definitely not in Dadu.

Stab it!

Another ruler-shaped shadow flashed by, sweeping away countless spells and shattering a Foundation Establishment warrior.

Zhang Yuanzhu's deep-set eyes swept over the army, which had been reduced by more than half.

Although the atmosphere was thick with the smell of gunpowder, the shouts of battle shook the heavens and the earth, and the armored soldiers charged desperately, it could not conceal the decline and deterioration of the army's morale.

The young man stopped in his tracks for the first time and slowly began to speak:
"You are all correct!"

"My name is Zhang Yuanzhu. Do not forget me on the road to the Yellow Springs."

As the words drifted by.

Huhuhu~
A fierce wind howled, carrying the chill of winter, and snowflakes appeared out of thin air, dancing in the wind.

One by one, red lotuses rise from the ground, each petal crystal clear and lifelike.

Crimson lotuses rise into the sky, snowflakes fall, fire and ice, yang and yin intertwine and merge, passing through the bodies of armored soldiers and warriors.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, and red lotuses bloomed on the ground, creating a dreamlike and enchanting scene, as beautiful as a painting.

This is the story of red lotuses growing under snow!

At this moment, the world was utterly silent, without a sound.

Zhang Yuanzhu's palm swept across the halo surrounding him, feeling the snowflakes falling into his palm. He slightly raised his head:
"Today's snowfall, like the alleys of Jiangshui City, is icy cold and unforgettable."

"Remember?"

Emperor Yuan stood on a golden dragon, his hands resting on the imperial sword, looking down.

"It was just the death of 100,000 soldiers."

"The Great Yuan territory is vast and rich in resources. Even if 200,000 or 300,000 soldiers were to die, it would be enough to eliminate a rebellious person like you."

With a chilling voice, a dazzling sword light slashed down.

The heavy snow melted, the red lotus blossoms shattered, and a burst of sword light struck the top of the furnace.

Click!

The Remnant Furnace tore apart instantly and fell to the ground.

The sword light continued its relentless advance, slicing through forty-seven halos before striking the young man's chest.

The red robe was torn, leaving a white mark on the skin.

"How much strength do you have left? Ten thousand cultivators, a dozen generals, and various talismans and magical artifacts are enough to exhaust most of your strength."

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed the cracked blue-green robe inside the storage bag and felt the depleted mana in his dantian. "Heh! Heh! Ha! Ha!"

First he chuckled softly, then he laughed loudly, looking up at the sky.

It seemed like they had heard something ridiculous.

"Sixteen years ago, a rival of noble status also schemed and plotted against various enemies, exhausting my magic power and life force, and finally appeared in front of me, wanting to reap the fruits of victory."

Do you know what the outcome was?

Zhang Yuanzhu's laughter stopped, his expression turning icy, and he spoke slowly and deliberately:
"He was no match for me, and fled in a sorry state. We fought twenty-seven times across hundreds of miles of land, and he was defeated again and again. In the end, his body was torn apart and his life force was cut off."

Boom~
An immense pressure descended from the sky, domineering and tyrannical, yet carrying a sense of nobility.

"Lin'er!"

A whisper, laced with overwhelming rage.

The Yuan Emperor could accept the loss of 100,000 soldiers, but Lie Lin'er, his most beloved daughter and the most talented princess of the Yuan Kingdom, was a different story.

He had placed all his hopes on leading the Lie clan out of the mire and taking it a step further, but those hopes were destroyed by the beggar before him.

kill!

Without further ado, the Emperor's Sword swept across the sky, its light traversing the heavens and earth, stretching for hundreds of miles, like a beam spanning the heavens and the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu gripped the long ruler tightly with his five fingers, his blood and qi mixed with magical power, all surging into the measuring ruler.

hum~
The long ruler trembled, bursting forth with rays of light.

Suddenly, his arm rose up and slashed upwards.

Using a ruler as a knife, the blade gleams brilliantly.

A towering mountain of knives appeared, with a crimson dragon coiled on it, roaring to the sky. Its head suddenly shot out and crashed into the sword light.

A sword and a saber clashed instantly.

In an instant, the world was shrouded in white, and all was silent.

A fleeting moment or eternity.

Boom! Boom!
Amidst the deafening roar, the creatures' vision suddenly opened up, revealing that in the sky above, sword light cracked with numerous fissures, crimson dragon scales flew off, and half of the mountain of blades collapsed.

The scattered flashes of sword light and sword energy fell like a torrential rain, carving out narrow ravines and stirring up the landscape for miles around.

Meanwhile, the crimson dragon and the sword light continued their frantic clash, each striving to obliterate the other.

Zhang Yuanzhu narrowed his double pupils, watching the blade light fall into a disadvantageous position, and was not surprised.

Yuan Huang was, after all, a peak Foundation Establishment cultivator who had reached the end of the Foundation Establishment realm and was a powerful figure capable of attempting to condense evil energy.

He fought across five minor realms and achieved this level of skill, which is already quite amazing.

The young man always understood that the only way to win in a head-on fight was...
Close combat!

boom!
He leaped into the air, the measuring ruler in his palm transforming into a beam of shimmering white light, which slammed fiercely into the sword light.

Click!Click!
The sword light shattered, and the crimson dragon coiled around the mountain of blades, soaring into the sky and attacking the heavens.

cut!
The Emperor roared, and the Imperial Sword struck down once more.

In an instant, the crimson dragon tore apart, the mountain of blades collapsed, revealing a crimson shadow.

The young man had five thunder pearls above his head, forty-seven halos around his body, and golden light flowing over his skin.

It crashed into the sword light with a loud thud.

In an instant, the lightning tore through, the halo shattered, and the golden light vanished, but it left no marks on his body.

However, the blue-green robe in the storage bag suddenly cracked open.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes were icy cold as he unleashed a burst of sword light, the long ruler creating ripples in space as it struck his opponent's head.

Before the Emperor Yuan, twelve white jade beads swayed, and his eyes were cold and piercing.

With a gentle stomp of his foot, a golden dragon beneath his feet roared and lunged at Crimson Shadow.

'Dragon aura!'

Whispering in the heart of a young man.

This is a special power, forged from the faith of millions of people and armies. He had once seen a few words about it in the ancient books of the Qian Kingdom's royal family.

The measuring ruler in his hand slammed mercilessly onto the golden dragon.

In an instant, the dragon's head exploded, scattering golden light in all directions.

However, most of the accumulated power was also released, and it was blocked in front of the Emperor Sword.

clang!
Amidst the clanging of metal, Zhang Yuanzhu leaped forward, relentlessly charging towards his enemies.

The ruler flashed, each strike delivered with all its might.

The emperor clearly understood the young man's thoughts and gave a cold smile.

They fought in close combat to determine the victor.

As the ruler of a country, he possessed all kinds of cultivation techniques and resources, so his physical and combat abilities were naturally abundant and exceptional.

Moreover, the junior opponent in front of us has been fighting continuously, and how much magic power and blood energy does he have left? It's just a last-ditch struggle.

With a single step, layers of pale flames ignited around him, and he brandished the Emperor's Sword, launching an attack forward.

The golden dragon beneath his feet trembled, its missing head restored, and it attacked the youth.

Zhang Yuanzhu sensed his opponent's confidence, and his double pupils shone brightly with a fierce fighting spirit.

The handsome face began to blur, and five Nuo masks—White Tiger, Red Dragon, Azure Phoenix, Qilin, and Black Tortoise—emerged one after another, floating on the face.

They then flew out, transforming into five illusory divine beasts that surrounded and attacked the golden dragon.

The young man cleared his mind of all distractions, stepped forward, and began a life-or-death duel.

The Emperor's Sword cleaved and the long ruler swung, the booming sound accompanied by rolling air waves swept across the vast wilderness, shattering countless mountains, houses, and even living beings.

The two fought extremely quickly, traversing dozens of miles in their movements.

Pale flames and dazzling purple lightning intertwined and collided wildly.

Hundreds, even thousands, of moves are completed in a single instant, with a single sword stroke or a single foot.

In the end, Chi Fei and Jian Luo fought fist to fist, hard to hard, and magic to magic.

At this moment, all the remaining cultivators in the imperial city who were watching the battle could no longer see the two fighting; they could only see streams of blood and qi burning like flames in the sky.

One emperor's shadow and the other a crimson figure fought to the point of madness. The twelve white jade beads with tassels scattered, the emperor's robe was torn, and a piece of lapis lazuli iron armor exploded from the storage bag, turning into fragments that drifted down.

Before long, blood splattered and shattered bones scattered across the mountains and rivers.

boom!
Another tremendous roar erupted, generating a rolling wave of air.

The two men stood apart, facing each other, gazing at their opponent.

At the same time, the golden dragon and the five holy phantoms that were fighting nearby also retreated and returned to their sides.

Zhang Yuanzhu watched the four illusory figures that were about to dissipate, then flicked his sleeves, directly scattering the four illusory figures of the Azure Phoenix, Qilin, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger, leaving only the Crimson Dragon.

He leaped onto the dragon's head, his arms hanging naturally, his tattered robes fluttering, his black hair dancing wildly, and his blood-stained face, yet his resolve remained unchanged.

"Compared to your daughter, she's inferior. The next blow will send you to your death."

The young man laughed heartily, exuding an indescribable confidence and fierce determination.

"Send me to my next life?"

"Just empty words spoken on his deathbed."

The Emperor Yuan's face was full of majesty, with a cold smile on his lips. After a fierce battle, his opponent was nothing more than a spent force.

Killable!

With one step, pale flames blazed fiercely, the intense heat almost distorting space itself.

Emperor Yuan rode on a golden dragon and charged forward with all his might.

Zhang Yuanzhu's fighting spirit was boiling; it had been so long since he had fought so exhilaratingly.

Raise both arms simultaneously, stretch them forward, and golden light and moonlight flow between your fingers and palms as you form an ancient fist seal.

The golden sun and silver moon bloomed from his palms, and stars appeared one after another behind him, illuminating the heavens and the earth.

Zhang Yuanzhu roared, and the crimson dragon howled, the sounds intertwining to form the most resolute tone.

"kill!"

He treads on a crimson dragon, holds the sun and moon in his hands, and carries the stars on his back.

At this moment, he was at the peak of his life, charging towards his enemy.

Two figures, trailing flames, approached rapidly and collided violently under the watchful eyes of many.

boom!
Like a grand collision at the beginning of time, rolling waves of energy mixed with violent spiritual energy roared, sweeping across the heavens and earth, destroying mountains and rivers, and blinding light filled the vision of all living beings.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

The shockwave subsided, the light dissipated, and the two figures stood three steps apart, no longer making a move.

The emperor's expression was complex, with resentment in his eyes, which eventually turned into relief.

"Sun, moon, and stars—what a powerful fist strike, what a magnificent spell! Lin'er's defeat was not unjust, nor was mine."

"A worthy death!"

He strained to tilt his head back, wanting to catch a glimpse of the capital, but he was too weak to do so.

Click!Click!
From the inside out, cracks appeared on his mind and body, then turned into a pile of ashes.

Emperor Yuan was defeated! And naturally, he died too!!
(End of this chapter)