Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 691 Communicating with the Ancient Cloud Dream

The aftershocks of the great battle still echoed among the ruins of the Dragon Palace. Turtle finally dragged his trembling shell to the battlefield. The sight before him made his beady eyes widen in disbelief.

Xiaoqing and Longnie fought like Mars clashing with Earth, unleashing their full power and rampaging through the Dragon Palace.

The entire white jade corridor was broken in half by the impact, and blue smoke was still rising from the broken surface.

The twelve golden pillars with coiled dragons were leaning to one side and to the other, and the heads of all the dragons carved on the pillars had been cut off.

The ground was blasted into a deep ravine hundreds of feet wide, and the black blood of the dragon's offspring was boiling in the bottomless fissure.

One is a spirit possessed by a corpse, driven purely by a desire to kill the Holy Mother. The other is a reckless green snake, who acts without restraint or mercy.

During the battle, I didn't think about anything else; I just used whatever powerful moves I had, and the fight was incredibly satisfying.

The tortoise was in a difficult position, unable to get too close or too far away, as the hexagrams on its back kept changing, switching between good and bad fortune like a revolving lantern.

The main problem is that I'm not confident.

They also have the support of the Baoan Hall outside, and in times of crisis, they have Master Xu to back them up.

However, the Dragon Palace has lost its geographical advantage, its human resources, and even the timing of the day seems unreliable.

Anyway, it couldn't withstand the pressure.

This Master Qing is really something, taking advantage of Master Xu's absence to let loose and play whatever he wants.

"Your Majesty, you...you are too..."

Gui Da didn't see the black evil dragon and assumed it had stopped fighting halfway through. However, when he got closer and saw the dragon with the green jade scales on the ground, he was stunned. Although the color was wrong, the shape was correct.

The seven claws remained in an attacking posture, but the top of its head had been pierced through.

Xiaoqing was squatting nearby, fiddling with something with the tip of her sword.

In a flash, the conversation shifted:
"Your Majesty's strategies are as brilliant as the stars in the sky. You have already woven a magnificent blueprint in your mind. When you act, your methods are so exquisite that they seem like the work of a master craftsman. Everything is under your control, which is truly amazing."

"Your Majesty's bravery is like a raging sea, with awe-inspiring spirit surging within your heart. When you go into battle, you are as majestic as a dragon breaking through the waves, crushing all obstacles and leaving people in awe."

Dongting Lake is indeed something special; Gui Da is far ahead of the competition on his own track.

But this time they took the wrong picture again.

Xiaoqing's thoughts had already drifted far away.

She touched the lotus pattern that remained between her brows, recalling the "illusory image of Xu Xuan" that had inexplicably appeared during the battle. How could that guy, who was clearly thousands of miles away, manifest himself from afar?

She still doesn't realize how terrifying it is that she has already visualized the White Lotus Holy Father.

I thought that weird guy had come up with some outrageous trick again.

In the cultivation world, there are quite a few things like a second primordial spirit, divine descent, divine strike, or the astral projection of the yang spirit.

Could it be that burning incense really works?

Knowing that she had burned incense for both Xu Xuan and Changjiang Longjun, she realized that both of them had played a crucial role.

Then... a bold idea popped into the little monster's mind.

Although Turtle was somewhat puzzled by the lukewarm response to flattery this time, he then became quite interested in dissecting the corpse on the ground.

Anything related to dragons is exceptional, especially such powerful beings.

"puff!"

The moment the claw touched the azure scales, the entire dragon corpse vanished like a bubble, turning into wisps of spiritual energy absorbed by the Dragon Palace. Only half of the sticky thing remained, falling to the ground with a "plop"... "This...this..." Turtle King stared at the familiar serpentine sword remnant, his whiskers trembling, "The Eel King?!"

Good heavens! So all the food that came in first has become half-digested feed?
Xiaoqing didn't take it seriously. Even she was beaten so badly that she almost had to run away, so those few Dongting Demon Kings must be in even worse shape.

"Turtle, stay close!" She kicked away the gold brick blocking her way. "Taking advantage of the momentum from just killing a dragon monster, let's go straight for the dragon's head!" The fighting spirit in her snake eyes had not diminished; on the contrary, the fierce battle had added a bit more sharpness to it.

Gui Da asked weakly, "Your Majesty... when will Hall Master Xu arrive?"

"Master Xu may not come, Master Qing is enough here."

Then the talkative turtle was thrown ahead to scout the way, and we continued!
As for Xu Xuan's safety... he'll definitely be fine. This kind of trust is truly touching.

Xu Xuan himself was in a rather disheveled state at this moment.

Let's rewind to the summit of Mount Yu.

"As expected... it has come to this..." Xu Xuan sighed softly, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the Shengxie Sword at his waist.

The deductions I made before coming to Dongting Lake flashed through my mind.

The temporal turbulence of the ancient Yunmeng Marsh will distort reality, causing the souls of the ancient battlefields to reappear in the mortal world; Yun Zhongjun's unfathomable cultivation level may have already touched the threshold of Earth Immortal; and the slumbering Dongting Dragon Palace is an unknown variable. If all three erupt simultaneously, even he will find it difficult to control the situation.

With his unique spirituality, this concern is not unfounded.

When they finally arrived in Baling, they discovered that the situation had deteriorated to this extent, and it would be too late to take things slowly.

“Since chaos is inevitable…” Xu Xuan suddenly laughed, “why not let the storm rage even more fiercely?”

He decided to deliberately lure Gu Yunmeng down, and then take Yun Zhongjun away in one fell swoop.

This decision may seem crazy, but it was actually meticulously calculated. Once the ancient Yunmeng Marsh descends, it will indeed bring uncontrollable factors such as spacetime distortion and the reappearance of ancient demons, but it will also trap the most troublesome Yun Zhongjun.

As for the remaining eight demon kings?
Xu Xuan took out a jade slip from his sleeve and gently stroked the patterns on it—this was one of the thirty-six emergency plans formulated by the Baoan Hall Staff Department before the departure.

From the "Demon King Alliance" to the "Aquatic Clan Rebellion," even low-probability events like the "Dragon Palace opening ahead of schedule" have been considered.

Although the disparity between the enemy and ourselves is still exaggerated, he believes that Baoan Hall is capable of handling the situation.

Xiaoqing had also served as the deputy hall master for two and a half years, and her strategy and strength were now on a completely different level.

Moreover, this guy has powerful backers, so the probability of him getting into trouble is extremely low.

As for myself, I have nothing to fear.

As his cultivation level improved and his self-awareness became clearer, Xu Xuan knew very well that while his combat strength might not be the strongest, his ability to cause trouble was definitely the strongest.

Besides, we are, after all, a cultivation prodigy who has received care from the ancestors of the human race and is valued by the Yangtze River Dragon Lord. What are these petty squabbles?

So he gave the umbrella to Xiaoqing and stood on Mount Yu, stirring up the wind and clouds.

Guided by the power of Yu the Great's vow, he had vaguely sensed the aura of the ancient Yunmeng, and his overactive spirituality began to radiate outwards.

He raised his hand, and the Victorious Evil Sword was drawn from its sheath.

The sword trembled and emitted a clear, melodious dragon's roar. At the same time, the bronze vessel hidden in the sleeve flew out automatically, and five-colored rice grains danced in the wind, exuding a rich sacrificial aura.

"Yu the Great guided the river, and it branched eastward into the Tuo River..."

He stepped forward with a series of powerful movements, chanting ancient incantations. With each step, the mountain trembled. Yu Mountain had been an observation point during Yu the Great's flood control efforts, and now, under his influence, the dormant power of the earth's veins was awakening.

(End of this chapter)