The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 352 The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword, the Majestic Posture of a Divine General
The roar of steel, like the long cry of a dragon, reverberated and shrieked continuously. Outside this world, the ancient gods and demons all saw that the newly forged divine weapon, its gathered spiritual energy transformed into a pillar of light that shot into the sky.

A hint of surprise appeared in Fuxi's eyes.

That chess piece, representing the variable, exceeded his expectations this time as well. Ji Xuanyuan suddenly stood up, but a large hand pressed his head down.

Chi You, the God of War, stared wide-eyed at the blazing weapon, his eyes almost gleaming. Unable to contain his emotions, he burst into loud laughter:

"Good, good, good!"

"Hahahaha, this is a [base] that is no less powerful than my battle axe and no less powerful than your sword!"

The ancient dragon-turtle roared and charged.

“If I become your furnace, then I will burn you as well.”

Beneath the pillar of light, Zhou Yan's eight-armed, seven-form Buddha Dharma image had been entangled by the Great Sun True Fire, which had completely spiraled out of control within the Primordial Dragon Turtle's body.

Without the restraint of the three-legged golden crow, the fire spread along every line of the Buddha's form, golden flames licking at the Buddha's golden body, burning the heavens and earth with large swaths of golden light and shadow, even more domineering than the dancing three-legged golden crow.

Zhou Yan bit his lip until blood flowed, and as he took a half-step back, Fa Xiang also staggered backward, the flames on his eight arms already reaching his shoulders and neck.

Zhou Yan is stubborn and ruthless.

At this point, the only chance of victory in this standoff lies in the sheer ruthlessness of each side.

Zhou Yan's knuckles turned white as he gripped the hilt of the divine weapon tightly, pulling it inch by inch out of the ancient dragon turtle's eyes—the blood vessels in the dragon turtle's eyes bulged, the pupils shrank to pinpoints due to the excruciating pain, and the huge head thrashed wildly, but could not break free from the Dharma form's grip.

The ancient dragon turtle roared, "How could I let you have your way so easily!"

He also possesses sufficient persistence, resilience, and ruthlessness.

The ancient dragon turtle stirred up towering waves, enduring the excruciating pain that felt like its eyes were being burned and pierced, and suddenly closed its massive jaws. With a crisp sound, a crack was bitten into the left arm of the Buddha image, and golden fragments of light scattered like shooting stars.

It wanted to bite again, its target being the newly born divine weapon, intending to crush this divine weapon, which had been tempered by this calamity, into pieces in one bite, just like the collapse of the earth and the collapse of the heavens.

The Buddha image struggled but could not resist. Its arm crashed down. The image itself was as large as a mountain. When the arm fell, it brought with it a strong wind. Kaiming dodged it in a sorry state and watched as the arm smashed hard on the ground and shattered into thousands of light and shadow.

The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Zhou Yan felt a constant stinging pain between his brows, and the jade scroll of the [Bai Ze Book] suddenly trembled.

The jade talisman representing the "Eight-Armed Seven-Headed Buddha" was covered in flowing light.

Cracks spread like a spider web.

This record-keeping ability, originating from the divine beast Bai Ze, ultimately couldn't withstand the ferocity of the Primordial Dragon Turtle—in the end, amidst the excruciating pain as if someone had driven an iron nail through the center of his brow, accompanied by a crisp cracking sound, the jade talisman turned to ashes, and Zhou Yan's Dharma form also collapsed.

The Buddhist chanting accompanying the appearance of the Buddha's image now carries a touch of sorrow.

The eight arms, like candle flames that had burned out, gradually turned into streams of light and vanished.

[The Dharma Image of the Eight-Armed, Seven-Syllable Buddha] — Collapse!

At this moment, the experience of fighting to the death using his Dharma Aspects along the way flowed through Zhou Yan's mind. His will and spirit had been forged like steel. With a roar, the scattered fragments of Dharma Aspects suddenly reversed, twisting into a spiral like fire meeting the wind, and coalescing behind Zhou Yan into a new outline—

This time, however, he was no longer the Buddha he had appeared before. He had handsome features, flowing hair, and wore the Bright Light Armor of the Tang Dynasty, a battle robe of human destiny, and a jade crown to bind his hair. He was a generous and magnanimous general, holding his empty hands, waiting for his divine weapon to return to its place.

Finally, he no longer needed to rely on the power of the jade talisman, but instead mastered the [Dharma Form] on his own, a landmark supernatural power representing the fourth rank.

Zhou Yan roared, "Come out!"

The divine weapon was pulled out violently, and the blood color in the dragon turtle's eyes faded by more than half in an instant.

The golden flames on the weapon slowly dissipated, and gazes focused on this weapon, which was almost born from the final calamity of Langzhong, containing the true fire of the Great Sun, the water of Gonggong, the blood and qi of the dragon and turtle, the qi of the five elements, the fortune of humanity, the metal of the five heroes, and the blood of Zhou Yan.

Threads of light swirled and then dissipated.

The precious light shone brightly and soared into the sky.

The long, dark gold handle was faintly covered with dragon scale-like patterns, and within the gaps in the patterns, golden magma and azure water seemed to be slowly flowing, vibrating the void.

The blade has three edges: one is wreathed in golden calamity fire, and the other flows with ghostly blue water essence.

The central blade is the thickest and has a dark yellow color.

It carries the spirit of humanity and the power of the earth.

Born out of necessity after enduring countless hardships!

Even those who don't understand the forging of weapons and magical artifacts can tell at a glance what kind of treasure this is. Zhou Yan gripped the divine weapon tightly, activated his Dharma form, and the handsome divine general held this enormous divine weapon in his hand.

Lift it up, then chop it down hard.

The power of the Primordial Dragon Turtle, belonging to the water element of the Gonggong lineage, was greatly suppressed. This newly forged divine weapon, inheriting the will of King Yu to "pacify the land and water," restrains the water element of the Gonggong lineage and also has the characteristic of suppressing the fortune of the water god.

It has a strong suppressive effect on water-attribute deities.

The giant pestle, which contained immense human destiny, was meant to pacify the four directions and support the universe. When the two were connected, before the ancient dragon turtle could struggle, the three-pointed double-edged sword crashed down with the force of collapsing mountains!

boom! ! !
The tortoise claws, strong enough to support mountains, snapped in response. The ancient dragon turtle was forced to kneel on the ground by the force of the impact. The immense power slammed into the ground, creating waves of air that rippled outwards in all directions.

"...How can this be!"

"Gonggong, the Venerable God..."

The ancient dragon turtle raised its head and hissed.

They still have to struggle.

A surge of vital energy rose from its body, but it evaporated instantly upon touching the divine weapon's blade light.

Zhou Yan gripped the newly forged divine weapon tightly with both hands. Within the long handle, the Great Sun True Fire and Gonggong Water Element reached a delicate balance under the harmonization of the weapon master's baleful aura. At this moment, with just a slight stirring...

The two elements of water and fire converge on the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

The two forces collided, creating a brilliant rainbow of light on the blade's edge.

boom! ! !
The shockwave from the explosion sent rubble flying, and a gaping hole was blasted open in the neck of the Primordial Dragon Turtle. Scalding blood mixed with water elemental mist sprayed out, freezing into ice shards on the ground before being burned into white smoke by the embers.

It howled and shook its head, but it couldn't stop Zhou Yan's attack.

Zhou Yan continued to brandish the divine weapon in his hand.

Inheriting the weight and auspicious properties of the Earthly Soul and Heavenly Collapse, its weight can change at will, as light as a feather or as heavy as a mountain. With a single strike, it possesses the power to shatter mountains and split the earth, with water and fire constantly flowing, sometimes exploding into the True Fire of the Great Sun, and sometimes into the True Essence of Gonggong.

Sometimes the two energies collide and tear apart all defenses.

Zhou Yan descended from the sky, his right hand holding the divine weapon, a three-pointed, double-edged sword, its blade pointing diagonally at the long night sky. He exhaled a long breath, his Dao foundation circulating desperately, gathering its strength for the last time, and the three blades of the divine weapon lit up simultaneously—

Calamity raged, the heavens burned, and the water element overwhelmed the sea. The Xuanhuang Blade carried the power of heaven and earth. The ancient dragon turtle fought with its last breath, its water element condensing into a tortoise shell shield around it, but all it could see was the ever-growing divine weapon, pressing down on it like the collapse of the sky.

"Block it! Block it! Block it!!!"

"I can!"

"can!"

Kaiming was initially watching from the sidelines, observing the power of this divine weapon's emergence. At first, he was quite pleased, thinking that after expending great effort, they had finally forged this treasure, and it was a success.

But soon, he noticed the flow of water and fire energies, realized something, and his expression gradually froze. Then, with a strange cry, he suddenly sprang up, using strength from who-knows-where, and tumbled and crawled away. He then used the Martial Innate Qi Great Capture Technique to pull up the heavily injured Shen Cangming and Ao Xuantao, and then fled in a sorry state. Almost immediately after he disappeared, less than three breaths later, the water and fire energies merged into one.

Zhou Yan's sideburns swayed slightly as they fell.

The Daoist foundation is the inner workings, while the methods of the Heavenly Palace that we saw earlier are the outer workings.

Using the innate water and fire, the Daoist school of Yin and Yang is derived.

Reversed into one.

The two energies of water and fire twisted into a spiral, constantly surging and exploding with thunder. The area around the divine general's avatar was filled with terrifying primordial energy and thunder, which continued to attract and devour other primordial energies, making this move increasingly domineering and insane.

Ordinary cultivators simply cannot control this level of vital energy, let alone maintain it and then blast it out in this way.

But what a coincidence!

[Tianzhu] is qualified.

Fuck fuck fuck!
Kaiming grabbed Shen Cangming with one hand, hoisted Ao Xuantao onto his shoulder, and flew away for three breaths before feeling a storm behind him. The air exploded and rippled outwards.

The next moment, a terrifying explosion of energy erupted from Zhou Yan's three-pointed double-edged sword, spreading outwards in all directions. However, the energy was twisted and swirled by the power of Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang within the Heavenly Palace.

This also resulted in the power unleashed by this move being more condensed and concentrated.

Kaiming ran for more than ten miles before turning around. With his divine eye, he saw a golden pillar of light shooting into the sky from the center of the Heavenly Palace, blazing and domineering. Moreover, at this moment, the pillar of light was spreading and expanding to both sides in an even more terrifying way.

Just as Kaiming's face darkened, thinking that the ancient dragon turtle had failed to destroy Langzhong and that Zhou Yan's ruthless move was about to annihilate the city, the golden pillar of light finally stopped.

Zhou Yan gripped the newly born divine weapon in both hands, panting heavily.

His hands were trembling, the Dharma image behind him suddenly dissipated, and Zhou Yan landed heavily on the ground, his three-pointed double-edged sword pressed against the ground. His face turned pale at a visible speed, and he was breathing heavily.

The enormous, boundless ancient dragon turtle slowly lowered its head, gazing at the burned human. Then it opened its mouth, its throat trembling, but before it could utter a single definite word, its entire body began to crumble, turning into countless dust particles that scattered in all directions.

The entire Heavenly Palace and the mountain itself turned to dust and vanished.

Ancient Dragon Turtle - Death!

Soul fly away!

However, even after being struck by the Great Sun True Fire burning its internal organs and the divine weapon it was born from, the ancient dragon turtle's blood and qi were reduced to fragments and disappeared, but its shell was still intact.

It was incredibly heavy and crashed to the ground.

This thing withstood the bombardment of the Great Sun True Fire and the Geng Metal Evil Qi of the Golden Heavenly King. In the end, even Zhou Yan's fully charged ultimate attack couldn't tear it apart. It can be called the best material for defense in the human world.

It naturally contains patterns of the Dao that supports the heavens and the erosion of the divine power of Gonggong.

The shell of the ancient dragon turtle.

Is it the strongest defense?
Within the protection of this enormous tortoise shell, there was an enormous drop of blood, displaying three colors: gold, green, and red, intertwined and slowly rotating, radiating a terrifying and powerful heat that caused ripples to spread through the void.

The Primordial Dragon Turtle, the younger brother of the Sky-Supporting Giant Turtle, possesses a vast and boundless blood and energy. Although it was burned by the Great Sun True Fire, the most primordial blood of its heart still remains, containing the power to support the heavens and the grace of the Water God.

It can be said that the essence of the Primordial Dragon Turtle was refined into this drop by the Great Sun True Fire. However, calling it a drop of essence is only relative to the Primordial Dragon Turtle's enormous size. For a human, this drop of blood is still too large.

It's big enough to drown a person.

Zhou Yan exhaled, stretched out his hand, and the gourd given to him by Mu Degong at his waist unfurled its flowing light, forcibly absorbing the drop of blood. The gourd's original material simply couldn't withstand the terrifying amount of essence blood. Zhou Yan raised his hand and imprinted a mark of "Suppress" on the gourd.

Only then could they barely manage to contain that drop of blood.

However, they didn't know what to do with this enormous tortoise shell.

A voice reached Zhou Yan's ears; it was Fuxi's voice. This time, Fuxi's voice carried a hint of exhilaration and unbridled joy.
"Kid, good kid, keep this safe!"

"This thing, tsk tsk tsk."

"The shell of this ancient dragon turtle is superior to that of the black tortoise. Once this matter is resolved, I will personally teach you the art of divination!"

Zhou Yan's lips twitched, but he didn't care what the matter of why Fuxi knew that the Xuanwu's tortoise shell was not as useful as this ancient dragon turtle meant.

Hearing Fuxi's voice, Zhou Yan was actually relieved, but he didn't hold back at all and said, "Fuxi, you're not dead."

Fuxi cursed:

"Kid, I'll offer you incense after you die."

Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief and laughed.

Within the seal of Gonggong, Gonggong's divine will gazed upon Fuxi before him. The fall of the ancient dragon turtle signified the complete pacification of Langzhong, a crucial point, and also represented the failure of Gonggong's plan. He then looked upon 'Zhou Yan'.

Is it your pawn?

Fuxi sneered, "No."

"What is it?"

Fuxi intervened, conjuring a small notebook which he frantically wrote tally marks on Zhou Yan's back all night, while sneering, "He's a nephew who deserves a beating."

"Oh, right, what does 'nephew who deserves a beating' mean..."

Put away your notebook.

Fuxi looked at Gonggong's divine body and revealed a dangerous smile.

"Only I can do the beating."

………………

The immense primordial energy of the Primordial Dragon Turtle surged into the jade scroll between Zhou Yan's eyebrows. The Bai Ze Book emitted a brilliant light and slowly condensed a jade talisman in the foremost position, which was evolving to record the Primordial Dragon Turtle's divine power!
Moreover, it seems that he possesses more than one supernatural power.

Zhou Yan kept a sliver of attention on the tortoise shell, then raised his eyes to look inside the city of Langzhong. At this moment, he saw the specific situation of the battle—Langzhong was almost a battle between several levels of strength, with soldiers against soldiers and generals against generals.

Only one last wave of power remains.

The thousand-year-old white ape was leading its aquatic forces in a continuous attack on the antique shop, while Li Zhenyue was leading his troops in resistance. However, no matter how elite Li Zhenyue was, he was only a sixth-rank military general, and he was no match for the fifth-rank white ape.

Zhou Yan saw that among the human warriors at this moment, there was a familiar figure – Wang Boze. Wang Boze also drew his sword. If he hadn't met Yuan Yufeng, and if Yuan Yufeng hadn't been kind enough to take him back to let Xuan Zhuzi heal his wounds, he would have stayed here.

Even Li Zhenyue would probably find it difficult to defend this place.

However, Wang Boze was also a veteran of many battles, and with one arm broken, he gradually could not hold on any longer.

Zhou Yan exhaled, grabbed the newly forged divine weapon, raised it, and locked his eyes on the white ape hiding more than twenty miles away. He took half a step forward, raised his arm, and suddenly unleashed his full power.

Throw it away!

The three-pointed double-edged sword shone with a layer of light, transforming into a golden pillar of light.

It runs through half of Langzhong City.

It stabbed directly at the hidden white ape.

"Go!"

(End of this chapter)