Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 664 It is time to let the Demon Lord Xuanqiong know that the Zhenhai Blade is now sharper than that of King Yu!

"So the Nine-Headed Black Dragons were just gatekeepers after all..."

Lu Tianshu gazed at the towering black shadow swimming in the inscription. Its sharp claws, covered in blue scales, could stir up a tide that could engulf the continent with a gentle flick.

"The real culprit is this person who has been suppressed for 120,000 years—"

“Xuanqiong Demon Lord!” Pei Lie pointed his finger at the third star pattern on the inscription and whispered, “The name of this demon lord who overturns the seas and waves is recorded in the records of my Nine Yang Sword Sect.”

The seawater became transparent under the illumination of the inscription, revealing the bronze chains that coiled deep within the abyss.

Each chain bore the scorch marks left by the ancient priests during their blood sacrifice. The aura emanating from the gaps in the scales of the black demon body bound in the center was enough to transform the Bone-Eating Fish King, thousands of miles away, into a Vajra Realm Great Demon.

This is the operation of bloodline power and divine soul power, which caused a great demon to exhaust its reserves and temporarily unleash all its power.

After a quarter of an hour, the fish king will die from exhaustion of its vital energy and demonic power.

Zhen Xuan looked up, and the shattered fragments of the Star-Fixing Disc in his hand pieced together to form the two characters "Nine Abyss," which was exactly the taboo recorded in the "Commentary on the Waterways Classic of the Great Qin": "Xuan Qiong sheds his scales to suppress the Nine Abyss; when the scales move, the four seas boil!"

Beneath the crumbling rock layers of the underwater altar, a star-patterned forging hammer that sent shivers down the spines of the master craftsmen of the Ministry of Works.

The "Tiangong Yice" left by Ou Yezi, a master craftsman of the late Qing Dynasty, recorded that ancient craftsmen used silver sand from the Milky Way as ink to carve "demon-sealing contracts" all over the surface of Yu the Great's mountain-driving whip.

At this moment, the core of the bronze pillar suspended in the lava cave clearly has half of the broken remnant of the Mountain-Driving Whip embedded in it!

The runes flowing on it resonate with the demon patterns on the new recruits' armor, and are of the same origin as the "Ten Thousand Demons Catalogue" of the Demon Suppression Bureau!
"Lord Marquis, you already knew..." Li Yu gazed at the seven thousand demonic eye marks that lit up on the surface of the bronze pillar, "The tradition of Zhenhai Guard using demons to subdue demons has never been broken!"

Mu Changchuan raised his hand and said in a low voice, "Quickly, repair the Sea-Suppressing Pillar."

With a wave of his hand, pieces of bronze that had been cast long ago fell from the storage treasure.

The spirit patterns on these bronze blocks are even identical to those on the bronze pillar in front of them.

"Roar--"

The scattered water demons roared, clearly knowing that once the bronze pillar was repaired, they would be close to extinction, and they all charged forward with all their might.

The entire Zhenhai Island was filled with demonic energy.

"Kill!" Pei Lie drew his sword and leaped to block the charging monster.

Lu Tianchu's expression remained unchanged. The golden light flowing between his palms shattered the ten-foot-tall fish demon's body that rushed in front of him.

The demon-suppressing envoys' bodies intertwined with blue and dazzling light, transforming into a golden barrier to protect the artisans of the Ministry of Works.

Li Yu and the others did not delay any longer and quickly stepped forward to repair the bronze pillar.

"when--"

"when--"

"when--"

Each strike sounded like the tolling of a demon-suppressing bell.

The seawater around Zhenhai Island suddenly exploded, and tens of thousands of Xuanjia turtles with crimson demonic eyes tore at the bronze pillar base, while gold-devouring sea ants formed a black tide and climbed up the gaps in the chains.

The nine-headed black dragon's clones stirred up a hundred-foot-high turbid wave, and the putrid demon blood eroded the reefs with honeycomb-like holes, but it did nothing to stop the rhythm of the master craftsman's hammer.

"The Three Powers shift to the Qian position, and the Black Tortoise Shield withstands the surging waves!" Zhao Wu slammed his long sword heavily against the edge of the black iron shield, and the new recruits in the front row, shoulder to shoulder, pieced together the tortoise shell patterns to form a wall.

Zhao Dahu's shield was torn open by the demonic pincers, and he swiftly thrust his poisoned crossbow into the crab's eye: "You bastard, this poisoned stinger of mine was spiked by the Secret Medicine Department!"

The moment the foul-smelling bodily fluids splattered, three Zhenhai spears from behind, like venomous snakes reaching out, precisely pierced the seams of the demon crab's carapace.

New recruit Chen Tie stepped on the end of the chain and swung through the air, using the momentum to slap the Explosive Flame Talisman into the turtles' plastrons.

Seven days ago, his hands could barely grip an iron spear, but now he could discern the eerie trail of the Sea-Overturning Pearl amidst the demonic mist. Only through battle can one truly hone one's skills.

"boom--"

A muffled thud accompanied by a foul stench exploded, and the three-headed Xuanjia turtle staggered and fell over, revealing its pale white belly shell.

The Ministry of Works' "Li Huo" thunder can directly kill these demons whose outer armor is strong but whose internal organs are not well-formed.

"The Big Dipper locks the demon, activate the formation—"

Chu Zhaonan's sword drew out the starlight, and the swords of the Nine Yang disciples, like a forest, were driven into the surging waves.

The fighting spirit of the Zhen Tian Division, the Ministry of Works, and the New Army has completely ignited the sword intent of 100,000 sword cultivators.

In the world of strife and slaughter, when have sword cultivators ever been weaker than humans?
The moment the array patterns lit up, the azure aura erupting from the Zhenhai Halberd in Nie Duanqiu's hand, intertwined with the demonic patterns on the shields of the soldiers behind him, actually carving out a ten-zhang-wide vacuum zone in the demonic tide.

The sword formation and the military formation are linked and coordinated by the strength of the soldiers and armor.

Yu Wanjun tapped his knuckles on the icy hull of the ship, watching as the new army sergeant dragged the seven Innate Realm demon cores onto the deck with demon-locking chains. A smile appeared on his face: "General Xue, do you still remember how they first encountered the Thunderwing Tiger?"

Xue Dingyue, standing beside him, crossed his arms and chuckled.

This is the method of training troops used by the Marquis of Qingyang.

The guards surrounding these new recruits were incredibly strong, which allowed them to fight with peace of mind.

This kind of growth isn't called honing skills; it's more like practicing.

The 50,000 guards were all from aristocratic families and martial arts practitioners, and they all had some skills. As long as they were fearless, their combat strength was quite good.

"when--"

When Li Yu's meteor hammer struck the bronze pillar for the 108th time, the complete "Yu Zhen Jiu Chuan" (禹镇九川) Dao pattern emerged from the peeling patina.

The moment the twelve sea-suppressing pillars resonated, the fleeing Xuanhuo Jiao screamed and spontaneously combusted, its soul fire bursting forth from its demon core illuminating the thousand-mile-long sea frontier.

"This is the seventh time the Ministry of Works has repaired the Sea-Suppressing Pillar." Li Yu crushed the gold-eating ants wrapped in blood scabs at his feet and left a mark on the bronze array base next to the Sea-Suppressing Pillar.

As the dark cyan spiritual energy smoothly rose along the repair marks, the old craftsman finally smiled.

The newly refurbished spiritual patterns on the base of the bronze pillar are exactly the same as the ancient rubbing sent by a certain important figure half a year ago.

It turns out that there were already clues to be found during this hunt in the East China Sea.

When the beam of light erupted from the top of the bronze pillars and pierced through the heavens and earth, the underwater ruins trembled violently, and the twelve bronze pillars simultaneously projected the phantom of the ancient Zhenhai Guard's drill of a massive military formation.

Suddenly, the phantom image of 100,000 ghostly soldiers wielding weapons appeared on the entire Zhenhai Island.

These ancient Heavenly Court war spirits, half real and half illusory, wield long halberds made of twisted dragon tendons, and the patterns on their breastplates are exactly the same as the Demon-Locking Chains of the current Demon Suppression Division!
As Zhao Dahu, panting heavily, pressed the Sea-Covering Pearl into the groove of the Xuanwu Iron Armor, a solemn horn suddenly resounded across the vast sea.

The illusory image of the sea-suppressing war spirit, formed from seawater, patted the recruit's shoulder and transformed into azure runes that disappeared into the Xuan Turtle Shield.

This shield, obtained from ancient heroes, suddenly lost 70% of its weight, while its defensive power increased threefold!
Everyone suddenly realized that the profound meaning behind Qingyang Hou activating the Zhenhai Pillar was to use the blood and qi of the current Zhenhai Guards to restart the God-Slaying Array left behind by the ancient Heavenly Court!
Marquis Qingyang, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, stood on the shore of Zhenhai Island, quietly watching everything unfold before him.

This is the hunt in the East China Sea.

His gaze fell upon the struggling phantom of the dragon, and he murmured softly.

"120,000 years..."

"We must let the Demon Lord Xuanqiong know that the Zhenhai Blade is now sharper than that of King Yu!"

(End of this chapter)