Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 246 Li Erlang's Legacy: The Three-Pointed Double-Edged Sword
Although the dragon yielded, it still held onto its own principles, or rather, it maintained its last shred of dignity as a spirit of heaven and earth.

Han Yun gave it a deep look and sheathed his Pure Yang Sword. He hadn't truly intended to refine it; subduing it would be the best course of action. Since the dragon was willing to submit to him, he had achieved his initial goal.

“In that case, I will remove these shackles for you.” Han Yun said, walking towards the thick chains that pierced through the dragon’s body.

However, when he reached out and touched the dark chains, something unexpected happened!
On the chains, the seemingly ancient runes suddenly lit up, radiating a warm and vast light.

A vast force, encompassing the prayers, gratitude, and reverence of people from both sides of the Taiwan Strait throughout history, awakened. As the light swirled, it coalesced into a phantom figure above the chains.

The figure was dressed in an ancient robe, with a handsome face and a faint vertical line on his forehead. His eyes were gentle yet held a hint of worldly wisdom and majesty, and he exuded an aura that put people at ease.

It was a manifestation of the thoughts of Li Erlang, who was revered by all people, guarded the region, and whose legend has been passed down through generations!
In the evolution of mythology, Li Erlang also has another identity: Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun.

Erlang Shen of Guankou is a household name and has been a popular deity since the Northern Song Dynasty.

The Song Dynasty painting "Deyuzhai Painting Collection" records: "The son of Li Bing, the governor of Qin and Shu... is what the world calls the Second Prince of Guankou."

However, the origins of this famous deity are subject to much debate and conflicting accounts, with various theories including Li Bing's second son, Zhao Yu, and Yang Jian.

The story of Li Bing's second son becoming Erlang Shen originated from the story of Li Bing's water management during the late Tang or Five Dynasties period. It became very popular in the mid-to-late Northern Song Dynasty due to the promotion of the emperor at that time, and its influence even surpassed that of his father, Li Bing.

Later, the popularity of Erlang Shen attracted the attention of Taoists. They first tried to add Li Erlang to their own pantheon, and then created a new Erlang Shen named Zhao Yu, hoping to use him to counter Erlang Dujian in Buddhism.

Due to the spread of ancient opera, Zhao Yu's influence quickly overwhelmed Li Erlang and squeezed Du Jian out of folk beliefs.

However, after the mid-Ming Dynasty, with the emergence of "Journey to the West" and "Investiture of the Gods", Yang Jian replaced Zhao Yu's position and became the most widely circulated and influential Erlang Shen in modern times.

In conclusion, Erlang Shen is actually a war god who has been created through a combination of various elements. Erlang Shen has a wide range of divine duties, including being the god of water, the god of hunting, the god of protecting the country, the god of cuju (ancient Chinese football), the god of drama, the god of protecting children, the god of agriculture, and so on.

However, after arriving in Dujiangyan, people have worshipped Li Bing and his son for thousands of years, mostly out of admiration for their ability to control water. As a result, the divine thoughts of Li Erlang, which were formed under their influence, were also affected by the wishes of the people and transformed into the image of a divine eye in Que Ting.

This wisp of divine thought seemed to have been dormant for too long. It first looked around with a slightly blank expression, then paused slightly when its gaze swept over Han Yun, a hint of surprise flashing across its face, before landing on the wretched dragon that was pierced by chains.

A meaningful smile slowly appeared on Li Erlang's illusory face, a smile that carried a hint of relief and understanding, as if the thousand-year wait had finally come to an end.

"After a thousand years of planning, the time has finally come for it to blossom and bear fruit."

His voice was calm, yet carried a sense of vicissitude that had endured the passage of time, echoing in the space.

Han Yun's gaze sharpened slightly, and he stopped what he was doing to observe the situation.

Upon seeing Li Erlang's illusory image, the dragon was initially enraged, but then, sensing the unusual sensation from the chains, disbelief appeared in its dragon eyes for the first time: "You... what do you mean by that?! What plan? What fruition?!"

Li Erlang's illusory figure smiled without speaking, only raising his hand in a gesture of invitation.

The chains that were originally just inanimate objects used to imprison the dragon seemed to come alive, shining brightly.

The parts of the chains that came into contact with the dragon's body, those places that pierced the bones and wrapped around the tendons, began to resonate and merge with the dragon's bones and blood in a strange way!

The dragon was horrified to discover that the chain was not just an external object. After more than two thousand years of relentless erosion and tempering, as well as the nourishment of its own dragon blood and dragon energy, the material of the chain had long since become deeply integrated with its original power, almost becoming a part of its body!

"These chains are truly binding you,"

Li Erlang slowly opened his mouth and revealed the secret: "But it is also a glimmer of hope for you, a stroke of good fortune."

“When my father and I suppressed you here, it was not just as a punishment. You are the spirit of the water vein, and your nature is hard to change. Forcing you to conform to human ways is not a long-term solution.”

"Therefore, this scheme was devised, with the wishes of the people as the fire, your dragon bones and blood as the furnace, and the power of the Minjiang River's sand and water as the hammer, forging it over two thousand years..."

His gaze was intense as he looked at the chains that were growing brighter and brighter, gradually becoming indistinguishable from the dragon's body.

"It is to integrate your unruly dragon bones, your dragon blood that has been boiling for thousands of years, and your innate water spirit with the 'Dragon Suppressing Chain' that carries the wish of all people for a peaceful life!"

"When you are truly willing to break free from your shackles, for some belief, or even to submit to a powerful figure, and actively want to leave this place, the will of the people hidden deep within the chains will transform into a fire in your heart, completing this final forging."

Li Erlang's phantom pointed, and the chains instantly shone brightly. A blazing white fire ignited from within the chains, but instead of bringing pain, it created a sense of perfect harmony and natural perfection.

Under the forging of the inner fire, the dark chains rapidly merged and transformed with parts of the dragon's bones, essence, and the spiritual essence of its water veins, honed over thousands of years...

Seeing the chains and the dragon's bones and blood merging and reshaping in the heart fire, finally condensing into a simple and ancient three-pointed double-edged sword with a chilling light!

The blade is dark silver with dragon scale patterns. The three blades are like dragon teeth and claws, with the middle blade being the longest and the two side blades being slightly shorter. The sharp curves embody the will to cleave water and sever waves.

The hilt is black, with silver relief carvings in the shape of a dragon coiled around it. The dragon's head is right at the hilt, its eyes wide open in anger, exuding a menacing aura and radiating a cold light. The faint sounds of dragon roars and howling water can be heard from it.

The divine weapon was formed on its own, and a vast yet restrained pressure emanated from it. It contained the ferocity of a dragon and the power of water veins, as well as the weight and perseverance of the people's will, and a trace of righteousness to cleanse evil and protect peace!

Seeing the final weapon, Li Erlang's phantom image showed a hint of relief in its eyes, nodded in satisfaction, and began to fade away.

He smiled and said, “Good! This form is exactly what you are born with, and it also aligns with the way of Heaven. Three points and two blades, dividing water and calming waves, controlling rivers and protecting the four directions... I hope you will take good care of yourself.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the phantom image vanished completely.

The dragon's enormous body had vanished after being forged by the heart fire, and most of its essence and spirituality had been integrated into this three-pointed, double-edged sword.

Only a wisp of purer dragon soul essence, stripped of most of its violent aura, was separated and transformed into a small, illusory dragon about a foot long. It appeared somewhat listless, hovering in mid-air, its eyes looking at the divine weapon that exuded a familiar yet unfamiliar aura with a complex expression.

Han Yun reached out, and the three-pointed, double-edged sword, as if possessing a spirit, emitted a clear, melodious hum, transforming into a stream of light that fell into his hand.

It felt slightly heavy upon first touch, and a surge of immense power from the water veins and the sharp aura of the weapon emanated from it simultaneously, while one could also faintly sense the vast intent contained within.

It possesses both the arrogance and power cultivated by a dragon over a thousand years, and the wish to calm the waters and bring peace that Li Bing and his son, along with people on both sides of the strait, have cherished for two thousand years!

This is a supreme divine weapon that combines the power of a "dragon" with the duties of a "god".

Han Yun swung the blade twice, finding it incredibly easy to handle. Wherever the blade passed, the water vapor naturally parted, faintly revealing the ability to divide the sea and create land from rivers.

He exclaimed, "What a fine three-pointed, double-edged sword!" Then his gaze fell upon the ethereal dragon soul.

The dragon soul sensed Han Yun's gaze and flinched, but still managed to maintain its instinctive pride, saying, "Now that most of my essence is aligned with this blade, it can be considered to have fulfilled Li Erlang's plan. What do you intend to do with this wisp of remnant soul?"

Although it was only a remnant soul, it had not lost its intelligence and knew that its life or death was still in Han Yun's hands.

Han Yun pondered for a moment and said, "Since you have already submitted to me, I will not kill you outright. Your essence has already transformed into a divine weapon, so let this wisp of dragon soul reside within this blade as its spirit."

"If you achieve great merit in the future, there may be an opportunity to reunite your soul and body and reshape your form and spirit."

The dragon soul remained silent for a moment, knowing that this was the best possible outcome. Being able to accompany the divine weapon that was the product of its own origin was better than having its soul scattered or being completely enslaved.

It nodded, transformed into a streak of light, and disappeared into the three-pointed double-edged sword.

The dragon pattern on the blade flashed and disappeared in an instant, its aura becoming more agile and restrained.

Holding the three-pointed double-edged sword, Han Yun sensed a faint sense of closeness and obedience emanating from the nascent weapon spirit within it.

Once this matter was settled, he looked up at the wellhead above, and in a flash, he appeared inside the Fulong Temple.

The well-keeper, the old Taoist Sun Fujia, had been waiting anxiously. When Han Yun appeared safely, he was surprised to see that Han Yun also had a terrifying divine weapon in his hand.

He then sensed that the malevolent and resentful aura that had lingered in the Dragon Locking Well for thousands of years had dissipated, leaving only pure water elemental energy. He immediately understood that the situation was settled.

He was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes, and he bowed deeply to Han Yun: "Thank you, young master, for relieving my Fulong Temple of a thousand-year-old calamity and saving the lives on both sides of the Minjiang River from dire straits!"

Han Yun helped him up, put away the three-pointed double-edged sword, and said, "Daoist Sun, please rise. The hidden danger here has been eliminated, and the source of the evil dragon has been refined into this water-suppressing divine weapon. From now on, the Minjiang River will only become more docile and abundant. Guard this place well, and report any abnormalities immediately."

Having finished explaining, Han Yun didn't linger. His figure transformed into a golden light and vanished into the night sky in an instant.

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At the same time, Wang Zhenqiu, who had just completed Li Xingyun's "traction" mission, received a call from Hao Yi.

"Hey, Uncle Hao, Li Xingyun has arrived at Biyou Village. If there's nothing else, I'm going to take a vacation."

Hao Yi's voice was heavy on the other end of the phone: "Qiu'er, I'm afraid you won't have time to rest from now on. Come back immediately, there are new tasks assigned."

Upon hearing this, Wang Zhenqiu's smile instantly froze, and he then exaggeratedly wailed, "No way, Uncle Hao, you can't treat the production team's donkey like that!"

"I just came out of the mountains, still smelling of wild vegetables, and I haven't even caught my breath before I get another job? I strongly suspect the company is treating me like a beast of burden!"

He complained, but his eyes sharpened, and his tone became probing: "What terrible thing happened? Did the sky fall or the earth collapse?"

"Is it worth it for you to talk to me like this is the end of the world? Give me some inside information, Uncle Hao, otherwise I'm feeling really anxious and have no motivation to work."

Hao Yi on the other end of the phone was silent for a few seconds, then lowered his voice even further, carrying an undeniable seriousness.

"Ball, this time is different. This is not a time for jokes. The order came directly from headquarters, at the highest level. We'll discuss the details when you get back, immediately!"

Having said that, without giving Wang Zhenqiu any further chance to try and elicit information, the communication was abruptly cut off, leaving only a busy tone.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Wang Zhenqiu held his phone, stunned for two seconds.

He then curled his lip, gave a disgruntled "tsk," and stuffed his phone back into his pocket. The nonchalant look on his face vanished, replaced by an excitement ignited by intense curiosity.

"The highest level? Directly from headquarters?" He stroked his chin, his eyes gleaming. "Even Uncle Hao was vague and evasive. Interesting, very interesting."

He looked in a certain direction in the sky, a curious smile playing on his lips.

"Alright, I'll see what kind of extraordinary mission could make the atmosphere so tense."

Meanwhile, the heads of various regions across the country were also communicating with their temporary workers in similar ways.

North China region.

Tianjin, Nadutong Company.

Xu Si, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, squinted at the encrypted file he had just received, his fingers tapping absently on the table.

Xu San pushed up his glasses and stood to the side with a serious expression, while Feng Baobao sat on the sofa, dozing off and spacing out as usual.

"Wow, good heavens, a joint defense council? Headquarters made such a big commotion without making a sound?" Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, his tone filled with disbelief and amazement.

Immediately after reviewing all the documents, Xu Si said in a deep voice, "The documents say that all regions have entered a state of first-level preparedness. It seems that the situation is more serious than we imagined."

"Pass down the notice: all field personnel in North China are to cancel all non-essential leave and raise the alert level. Also, Bao Bao, be on standby at any time; there might be a tough fight ahead."

Feng Baobao blinked her clear, bewildered eyes and nodded: "Oh, I understand."

Xu San frowned: "Level One preparedness? This system has never been activated since it was established. What exactly..."

Xu Si interrupted him: "Don't ask. If you do, I don't know. Only the regional head knows. Just follow orders."

Xu San froze for a moment: "I'm your brother!"

Xu Si: "Now, I am the regional head!"

Xu Si stood up, looked out the window, and murmured, "The world of supernatural beings is about to change."

(End of this chapter)