The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 347 Supreme Divine Weapon!

The dragon's roar expanded instantly. Ao Xuantao, who was originally at a disadvantage, struggled to get up. The dragon's claws tore apart the huge black dragon turtle, and the blood fell into the river and splashed into the riverbank. Ao Xuantao was panting and slowly got up, his sharp claws stuck on the edge.

The enormous dragon eyes swept across the surroundings and noticed that there were several dilapidated houses nearby, where fishermen temporarily lived while fishing. There was a man inside, a fisherman named Yuan Yezhou.

He could never catch any fish, and in Langzhong, which was located by the Jialing River, he was really embarrassed. So he often stayed here instead of going home. At this moment, his face was pale as he hid in this house and saw the deadly battle between these huge mythical beasts.

The moonlight was as bright as a flower. He hid in the house, trembling, watching Ao Xuantao get up. His original scales were highlighted with a bluish hue under the water's light, and green waves fell from the gaps in the scales like a waterfall.

Ao Xuantao stared at the man with his dragon eyes for a moment, then did not hesitate.

Shen Cangming pierced the black dragon turtle with an arrow, buying him time. At this moment, it was equivalent to Zhou Yan's side directly releasing two peak fifth-rank combatants. Ao Xuantao roared and used water element techniques to suppress the surrounding aquatic creatures.

Then, riding the water clouds, they charged towards Zhou Yan and the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

Go and provide support.

After watching Ao Xuantao leave, Yuan Yezhou sat there for a long time, his hand on his chest, his lips trembling, and said, "It really is true, the Dragon King has appeared, the Dragon King has appeared..."

Shen Cangming gasped for breath, releasing his murderous aura in one breath, directly slaying the powerful dragon turtle of the same realm. He glanced at the fleeing An Qing'en, but did not pursue him. Instead, he raised his sword and his gaze swept over the [Bai Ze Book] on the ground.

Shen Cangming thought for a moment and then picked up the special fragment of the jade book.

After making the decision, he handed it over to Zhou Yan.

Liu Bei's body had begun to disintegrate, but his expression was gentle and serene. He looked at Shen Cangming and said gently, "Although I am a broken body, this is still the land of my Great Han."

"Although I am not very capable, I still have the strength to fight before this illusory body dissipates."

Zhang Fei's remnant spirit arrived riding a warhorse.

He stood shoulder to shoulder with Liu Bei.

That's enough.

An Qing'en was severely injured by Shen Cangming. After his arm was chopped off, the remaining terrifying evil energy burrowed into his body like a leech, causing his meridians to ache terribly. After facing Shen Cangming directly, he clearly understood the cruelty of life and death.

That chilling cold was almost like having a blade pressed against your neck.

An Qing'en's heart froze.

All his previous lofty ambitions, his smugness at looking down on all the heroes of the world, his arrogance at his father and brothers, and his confidence that Li Longji was nothing special and that if he had been born a hundred years earlier, he could have fought against Emperor Taizong, were all shattered.

At this moment, the will to survive and the fear of death gripped him completely.

The combined power of the War Lord's malevolent aura and Shen Cangming's primordial energy eroded his foundation, causing his so-called 'fifth-grade' realm, which he possessed only by wielding the [Bai Ze Book], to rapidly collapse, eventually crumbling down to a mere seventh-grade level.

This is his true power; the others are merely the result of brutally killing and depriving other cultivators of their Dao foundation, refining them into pills, and then 'granting' it to him.

He staggered forward.

But then someone said, "There are wounded here..."

An Qing'en panicked, knowing he absolutely could not be discovered by the people here. He was like someone about to drown, desperate to survive, dragging everything down with him, his knife thrusting forward.

Kill him! Kill him!

However, An Qing'en was unable to feel the flesh and blood on the blade.

The soldier in front of him was dragged away. An Qing'en was stunned. His face was pale, and he looked up, panting heavily. He saw the fear on the soldier's face and saw a hand pressing down on the soldier and pulling him backward.

A young man with sharp features appeared.

That face carried youthful vigor and pride, and then it noticed An Qing'en's face.

An Qing'en was about to say something when he saw a spark of fire appear on the young man's face. The latter gripped the knife, his face contorted with a crazed killing intent.
“An, Qing, En…”

Pei Xuan Niao, who had been wandering and rescuing people, now wore a ferocious expression. He was no longer the arrogant and reckless young nobleman he once was, charging forward alone. Instead, he raised his sword and said coldly:

"This man is An Lushan's youngest son, An Qing'en, a traitor to the Tang Dynasty."

An Qing'en gasped for breath. He noticed the sudden change in the eyes of those lowly commoners. Their eyes were bloodshot, cold, and filled with murderous intent as they locked onto him. An Qing'en had previously thought that he would belong to the Tang Dynasty, but he was forced by his father and brothers.

But at this moment he realized that all he wanted was wealth and glory without having to fight for it. He subconsciously shouted, "I am a prince of the Great Yan, Your Highness! You, all of you who follow me, will receive a hundred taels, no, a thousand taels of gold!"

"May he be granted the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households! Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"

Pei Xuanniao gripped the Tang Dynasty's broadsword, his eyes gleaming with a sharp, piercing light.

A seventh-rank warrior, his breath like smoke, effortlessly achieved the perfect alignment with his deployment for the first time, sensing the whistling of the blade, his breath like smoke:
"Formation."

"I'm going to beat him into mincemeat."

"No, beat them to a pulp, drag them back, and hand them over to Uncle Shen!"

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Shen Cangming was defeated in the battle of the three [History, Chapter 5]. As the agent of history, he was completely eliminated and began to go from the rear to quell the calamity in Langzhong. He also began to move towards the location of the Heavenly Palace, Zhou Yan, and the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

In that instant, the previously stalemate shifted dramatically in Zhou Yan's favor. Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, while the white ape was filled with anxiety.

For him, Langzhong was almost a nightmare. The original plan was perfect, but it was smashed to pieces by a Taoist priest and a group of people. Now the situation has deteriorated to the point that even the deity Gonggong has intervened remotely.

But the dragon turtle is dead, the flood dragon has escaped, and a fierce human general has joined the battle.

The white ape knew that his side had been almost completely routed, utterly defeated. He almost had the urge to run away, just like when he faced Yang Youji and Goujian back then.

But the white ape looked at his own hand. Even though he was a water god seed of the Wuzhiqi lineage, after a thousand years, he was about to reach the end of his destiny. If he missed this opportunity, he would never see his ancestor Wuzhiqi escape from his predicament until he died of old age.

But there really is no chance anymore!

No, no, there's still one chance...

The white ape gazed into the distance, at the area where the Langzhong people were currently gathered, which was also guarded by Li Zhenyue. The idea was that if they could break through there, kill and annihilate all the large number of people gathered there, and turn them into a blood sacrifice for the god Gonggong.

Will suffice.

However, that inevitably means torture and cruelty.

The white ape's eyes held a complex expression as he thought of a little girl in a blue dress hundreds of years ago, when he was in the mountains. She was his friend, his pawn, and the person he truly cared about.

For many reasons, he had many entanglements and feelings with people, but, but...

The white ape looked at its palm and clenched its fist.

He finally discarded all the happy memories he had of people and Ah Qing, all the joyful days of the past. He bared his fangs, let out a roar like a wild beast, and, wielding his sword, used his own water elemental power to summon the remaining aquatic creatures.

Not enough time!

The dragon has already gone to provide assistance, and the lion cat is roaming around. The lion cat is skilled in Buddhist telepathy and can quickly rush to the aid of various places. At this moment, it is too late to kill ordinary people one by one; there is not enough time.

Only by going there can we completely wipe out that settlement.

The situation changed, affecting everything. Ao Xuantao joined the battle, his dragon roars stirring up water vapor, which to some extent diverted the water-based supernatural powers unleashed by the Primordial Dragon Turtle. Zhou Yan was currently locked in a fierce battle with the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

However, what he held in his hand was merely a bell.

It is sturdy and heavy, but its texture is actually quite soft.

This means that the person wielding the pestle, which was like a bell-ringer, was repeatedly swinging it up and pounding it against the dragon-turtle's body, creating huge booming sounds, and the pestle in their hand was twisted from the force of the blows. If this continued...

A familiar voice suddenly echoed in Zhou Yan's mind.

It was Ba's voice: "Chi You asked me to tell you that this thing is too soft and not suitable for head-on collisions. If you keep hitting it, the bell in your hand will break."

Zhou Yan raised the staff in his hand and saw that the dark gold staff was twisted, and cracks had even appeared on the surface where they had just clashed. Zhou Yan said, "What should we do!?"

Ba said, "He said he has a way!"

"What!?"

"Although this thing cannot be used as a weapon, it can be used as a [basic material] as the foundation for forging a top-tier divine weapon. The forging furnace needs all five elements, with fire as the source, and this place is just right."

"Forging!?"

Zhou Yan once again repelled the counterattack of the Primordial Dragon Turtle. He raised his head, looked at the boundless night, and at the vast天地 (heaven and earth), and a sentence rose in his heart.

"Heaven and earth are the furnace, and creation is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper?!"

Ba's voice carried a solemn tone as he relayed Chi You's words. Chi You was the strongest weapon maker of the ancient human race. At this moment, he could not provide pure military support, but that did not mean they should just sit idly by.

Ji Xuanyuan provided support for the Dao Heart.

Chi You, on the other hand, discovered an opportunity—

"This place is a closed-off place where three worlds converge. The space between heaven and earth is like a huge forging furnace, with heaven and earth as the furnace and this fighting spirit as the furnace fire."

"And the most wonderful thing is that all five elements of innate energy are complete!"

"What are you waiting for?!"

"I have personally designed a prototype of a divine weapon for you. You no longer need to use Si Wenming's weapon. Right here, forge a divine weapon that is uniquely your own!"

"This is the rarest of all, enough to forge a perfect divine weapon that truly suits you, and it can even continue to grow. Zhou Yan, don't let this opportunity slip by!"

Even though it was Ba who relayed it, Zhou Yan could still hear the fervor in the text: it was based on the fire of the great sun, forged with the fortune of humanity, forged by heaven and earth, hammered by the will to fight, and finally quenched with the water element of Gonggong!
A glint of light appeared in Zhou Yan's eyes: reforging the weapon could suppress the dragon turtle.

However, this ancient dragon turtle seemed to have sensed the changes on Zhou Yan's side, feeling the impending death and defeat. It spared no effort, unleashing various supernatural powers to suppress Zhou Yan relentlessly, refusing to give him a chance. At that moment, a blade of light, imbued with a powerful, blood-red aura, suddenly slashed from behind.

boom! ! !
The waves recede again!

A warrior, clad in armor and covered in blood, charged forward wielding a broadsword.

Having rediscovered his Dao heart, Shen Cangming arrived wielding a sword.

At the same time, Zhang Fei's battle spirit, which had been worshipped here for five hundred years, and Liu Bei, who was transformed from a jade talisman, also appeared. The three military auras soared to the sky, and together they helped Zhou Yan withstand an attack from the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

Chi You's eyes lit up instantly, and he roared:
"It's now!"

Kaiming collected the fragments of divine weapons that had fallen from the earth and sky after the collapse of the heavens. He drew upon the power of wind and fire, spitting out blood as he surged his own vital energy, lifting these five precious metals into a whirlwind and soaring upwards—

"Zhou Yan!!!"

"Catch the weapons!"

Zhou Yan used the Great Capture Technique of Primordial Qi to seize the scattered fragments of the Earthly Soul and Heavenly Collapse, and shouted, "How are we supposed to forge this?!"

Chi You's voice was direct and decisive: "What else is needed?"

"With your hands, with your fire, with your fighting spirit, conquer this world!"

"Use your killing intent, your ruthlessness."

"Your life, your blood!"

Zhou Yan's face twitched, then he gritted his teeth, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes.

Taking advantage of the time Shen Cangming bought, and following Ba's relay of Chi You's words, he reached out and grabbed two weapons, unleashing a burst of murderous aura!
The fire of the great sun gathers here once again.

Based on the golden iron cudgel that was suppressed in the [Heavenly Palace Courtyard] and possessed a strong sense of human destiny; during the battle, the fire of the Earth Lung Mountain and the water of the Water God Gonggong collided, and the fragments of the Earth Soul and Heavenly Collapse shattered by the power of the Supporting Heaven Clan were incorporated into it.

With the Gonggong Water in the left hand.

With the great sun fire of the right hand.

Water and fire transform into yin and yang, much like the feng shui wheel of Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang, converging at [Mount Buzhou]!
To use human strength to follow the ways of Heaven and the principles of Earth.

Divine Weapon Forging Begins!
The Primordial Dragon Turtle was almost enraged, but it was held back by Shen Cangming, whose Dao Heart had just broken through and stabilized and who had swallowed Chi You's evil energy. Zhou Yan's left hand held the long handle that contained rich and boundless humanistic luck, and his right hand held the gathered fragments of the Earth Soul and Heavenly Collapse.

Even after this heavy sword is broken, it can be reassembled into a three-pointed, double-edged blade.

Above, divine runes converged.

Zhou Yan slowly approached, each holding a weapon in one hand. The residual power of the earth dragon vein released by Yuan Yufeng transformed into golden lightning, which entangled with the weapons, constantly colliding, tearing, and stirring up the wind and clouds.

The flames of the great sun burned and flickered within these two weapons.

The entire world seemed to have turned into a furnace, but this divine weapon could not be forged so easily. During the forging process, the Primordial Dragon Turtle was extremely anxious. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck him, and he thought of the only way to break the deadlock.

He opened his mouth and once again reversed the flow of the [Devouring Heaven and Earth] divine power.

In an instant, whirlpools of wind and rain reversed and emerged.

A beam of golden light was spewed out by the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

It was the Golden Heavenly King who had been swallowed while protecting and pursuing the treasure. Unlike Zhou Yan, he hadn't fought to the death like the Three-Legged Golden Crow, and now he appeared on the battlefield with a belly full of anger and murderous intent.

The Primordial Dragon Turtle, facing off against Shen Cangming and his allies, with Ao Xuantao also holding them back, roared in frustration at the Golden Heavenly King, "You want a treasure?! Go look over there, isn't that the number one treasure in the world right there with your enemy?!"

Upon hearing this, the Golden King subconsciously looked over and noticed Zhou Yan's figure. He saw that the weapon was being forged and tempered using the entire world as its foundation. He saw the Reforged Earth Soul Heaven Collapse in Zhou Yan's left hand and the long-handled weapon in his right hand.

And it is currently gathering the Great Sun True Fire with the fortune of humanity, and refining it into one.

Boundless precious light converged.

At this moment, Shen Cangming and the other two joined forces with Ao Xuantao to restrain the Primordial Dragon Turtle.

Kaiming was already severely wounded and could no longer fight.

As Jin Tianwang watched Zhou Yan's retreating figure and the treasure in Zhou Yan's hand that seemed to stir up the winds and clouds, almost causing the heavens and earth to tremble, a brilliant light flashed in his eyes. He could make a move and also obtain the treasure.

A fierce greed flashed in Jin Tianwang's eyes, and he instantly gripped the ancient sword.

The ancient dragon turtle shouted, "Go, kill him!"

"Go and obtain his divine weapon!"

"Then cut off his head and offer it to His Majesty the God Gonggong!"

"Therefore, you shall serve under the tutelage of the revered god Gonggong and become a favorite of the water god!"

King Jin's eyes paused slightly.

(End of this chapter)