Ming Dynasty: pacifying the rebellion and defending the border, dominating the world

Chapter 388 Uncovering the Truth, A Single Move Destroys the World

The void is torn apart, connecting different places.

In an instant, Zhu Jinzhen traversed thousands of mountains and rivers, descending upon the land of Liaodong.

In the world of martial arts, the upper limit of Zhu Jinzhen's power remains unknown to this day.

From numerous clues, Zhu Jinzhen was certain that the world of Zongwu had a background of gods and demons. In ancient times, there was even an event of severing the connection between heaven and earth, which led to the disappearance of gods and demons in the human world and the appearance of heavenly gates and immortal realms in the sky.

In the human world, many traces of the era of gods and demons and myths still remain.

Later, the First Emperor even launched a nationwide campaign against Heaven, for reasons unknown.

With Emperor Wu leading the mighty Han Dynasty, his horse trampled Kunlun, seemingly also intending to ascend to the heavens and conquer the cosmos.

These were all familiar to Zhu Jinzhen, yet they were also extremely unfamiliar to him.

because……

For Zhu Jinzhen, who lives in the present era, all of this is history buried in the past, a magnificent epic that he cannot yet comprehend, and a mixture of falsehood and truth that he cannot understand.

However, Xue Zhi's words just now struck Zhu Jinzhen like a thunderbolt, and many unwarranted speculations suddenly flooded his mind.

History is like a river, flowing from top to bottom with an unstoppable momentum.

The development of the martial arts world is different. It is like a tree branching out, forcibly merging many people who should not be in the same era and the same world together.

So……

Is there a possibility.

Is this process not yet over?
The world is still branching out, and new shoots are sprouting on this new land of Zongwu.

Or...

Are there new worlds still being integrated into the world of crossover martial arts?

Tearing through space, a single thought can traverse ten thousand miles.

Zhu Jinzhen stood with his hands behind his back against the sky, looking down at the mountains below. On the white-snowed land, there was nothing strange or discordant that Xue Zhi had just mentioned.

There was no trace of a mirage, nor any remnant of its appearance.

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles.

Zhu Jinzhen looked down at the vast land, his divine sense penetrating three thousand miles, covering the entire world, but even after searching back and forth, he still found nothing, which made him wonder: "Could it be that I'm overthinking it, and that the strange thing is really just Xue Zhi's illusion?"

is it possible?
Compared to the illusion of a military commander who transcends the celestial beings on land?
Zhu Jinzhen was more inclined to believe that there must be some oversight on his part.

Soon, Zhu Jinzhen realized something.

In an instant, pure golden divine flames ignited in his eyes, their light even more dazzling than the sun hanging in the sky. Wherever his gaze fell, space seemed to freeze. At the same time, the Nine Dragons Imperial Robe flashed with a luster, and nine divine dragons of different shapes seemed to come alive and thrash on the mysterious robe.

Each dragon seemed to carry many worlds, protecting the figure of Zhu Jinzhen in the robe.

"By imperial decree, all phenomena shall manifest!"

As Zhu Jinzhen took a step forward, it seemed as if a long river of time was unfolding beneath his feet, causing the sun, moon, and stars to automatically retreat. All the rules of heaven and earth were twisted and reconstructed before him, presenting him with the most authentic side of the world.

The Emperor's Conferment of Divine Powers

It can bestow titles upon all the gods of heaven and earth, and it can bestow titles upon all things and paths.

One can command the heavens and earth with a single word.

"Boom!"

In the vast depths, stars seemed to tremble. Although they could not affect the martial arts world in the slightest, they still caused some ripples in the space. However, just as they were about to reach Zhu Jinzhen, they were like a gentle breeze that was everywhere in the world, and had no effect on him.

Without the protection of the Nine Dragons Divine Robe, Zhu Jinzhen did not make a move.

It was purely illusory, as if the tremors and fluctuations of that world were like phantom bubbles, arising from the unknown and disappearing into the darkness, like a falsehood reflected into reality, creating no effect whatsoever.

However, the emperor's decree for the conferment of divine titles continued.

Even if it's a falsehood, it must still reflect the heavens and earth and be presented to Zhu Jinzhen. Soon, a phantom world, like a bubble, burst into Zhu Jinzhen's eyes from nowhere with an extremely arrogant and bizarre "appearance".

"coming."

Zhu Jinzhen stared intently, his eyes blazing with golden light, as if the Heavenly Emperor were looking down upon all living beings in the Three Realms, casting his gaze upon that illusory world: "This is? The world of the Manchu Qing Dynasty... a group?"

Zhu Jinzhen looked down at the illusory world and discovered many familiar "scenes" that made his expression strange.

"The world of The Deer and the Cauldron is a mixture of many versions."

"The Book and the Sword, The Flying Fox of Snowy Mountain".

"The Huanzhu series?"

"This is... the martial arts champion, Su Qi'er?"

"The world over there..."

Zhu Jinzhen's pupils suddenly dilated, as if he had seen something filthy, and he couldn't help but frown: "Zhen Huan, Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace? What is this? A crossover of the Qing Dynasty?"

From his vantage point overlooking the landscape, Zhu Jinzhen witnessed many incredible things.

The world of Zongqing was set during the Kangxi era, but many stories that did not belong to that era were forcibly mixed in, so that what he saw at a glance was a chaotic world with many flaws in the rules of heaven and earth.

"Ok?"

"Heaven and Earth's counterattack?"

"Or... are you courting death?"

Zhu Jinzhen suddenly frowned, his gaze fixed on several young figures. The aura emanating from those people suddenly surged, as if boundless, rising into the sky. Some came transformed into dragons, some were zombies transformed into boundless resentment, and some were emperors riding dragons. Each of them looked at the sky as if facing a formidable enemy.

Three ordinary martial artists, roughly at the Innate to Vajra realm according to the standards of the martial arts world, suddenly rose to a level comparable to terrestrial immortals.

"If this is your source of confidence, then..."

"I wouldn't mind crushing you while I'm at it."

Zhu Jinzhen sneered, slowly extending his hand and pressing it towards the world that manifested from the vast emptiness.

The next moment, the world of Zongqing.

Everyone felt the world suddenly darken, and an indescribable, colossal hand, seemingly from the distant depths of the universe, from countless ages ago on the other side of time, descended with a deafening roar that could crush the barriers of time and space!

Its size was so great that it obscured the sky and swallowed the brilliance of the stars. The entire world within sight was covered by this palm, and what could be seen were the palm lines and ravines that resembled the abyss.

Before it even fell, it was as if the sky had collapsed!
The space groaned under the strain, shattering like glass, with huge, shocking cracks stretching across the sky and earth, like a sign of the end of the world.

Even the world is as fragile as a candle flickering in the wind.

Not to mention the three people who were forcibly promoted by the world, who didn't even have time to make contact with the giant hand that covered the sky, and were silently annihilated the moment it pressed down.

"What...what is that? A god? Or a demon?"

"Has the sky fallen?"

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

"God, what did we do wrong?"

"Waaaaah, I don't want to die! I don't want to die!"

"The ideals of my Heavenly Principle Sect are not yet complete, and I, Zhao Wuji, have not yet killed that dog Emperor Kangxi. How can it end like this? Heavenly Gang True Qi, protect yourself..."

"I must still be dreaming, yes, I must still be dreaming. There must be something wrong with my Sleeping Arhat Fist technique. It must be..."

Throughout the vast territory of the entire Qing Dynasty, the world suddenly darkened, and a sense of impending annihilation filled all space. Feelings of insignificance, despair, disbelief, and panic arose, causing countless people to freeze their desperate screams deep in their throats.

So-called martial arts masters and the Manchu Eight Banners are like ants on the ground under the apocalyptic might of heaven.

(End of this chapter)