Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 868 Natural Disasters and Calamities
The moment the hairpin pierced her brow, the snake mother's golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

She had clearly planned everything. With the Grand Preceptor killed, the three from Baoan Hall were nothing more than mantises stalking cicadas. Once she recovered 30% of her magical power, she could turn the tables and suppress the entire scene.

No matter how cunning that treacherous human boy is, can he possibly defeat someone with a thousand years of cultivation?
If I could snatch the hairpin and absorb the old thief's pure and powerful magic, I would naturally be invincible.

What a pity, what a pity.

All the beauty was shattered; I beat myself half to death, but it was all for nothing more than a wedding dress for the White Snake.

Fortunately, fortunately.

It was the White Snake, not the Green Snake, and certainly not that treacherous human; otherwise, I might still be in danger of losing my life.

No one expected the plot to change so quickly; the real mastermind only made one move, and everything changed.

Do!
A hairpin was inserted into the brain.

The two heads are merely the true form of the Dharma body, but the Dharma weapon is aimed at the core of the soul.

The Imperial Preceptor's lifelong magical power and Bai Suzhen's Taoist cultivation overwhelmed her spiritual defenses like a dam bursting. In the last moment of her life, the shock in her eyes was directed at the disciple dressed in white.

you!!!
The soft sound of the hairpin piercing flesh was like shattering a ridiculous dream.

Snake Mother, die!

The enormous two-headed serpent image reappeared, but it no longer possessed its previous ferocity. Deathly energy spread like a tide, and the serpent's body decayed and peeled away at a visible speed. The magic power of the same origin was forcibly extracted by the hairpin, transforming into a dazzling and eerie light.

Xiaoqing staggered backward, her snake-like eyes trembling violently: "Sister? Sister?" She looked at Xu Xuan, her voice trembling, "What exactly—"

Xu Xuan's mind was filled with countless scenarios and unexpected events.

Could it be that this version of Bai Suzhen will turn evil?!

Or was it all an act before, and now she's not pretending anymore? She's so beautiful, it wouldn't be surprising if she could fool me.
All sorts of bizarre ideas flashed through my mind, but I dismissed them after seeing Xiaobai's equally shocked expression.

problem occurs!
Suddenly, the hairpin emitted a trembling sound like a dragon's roar, turning its direction and pointing directly at Xiaobai's heart!
At this point, Xiaoqing also realized what was happening.

He absolutely couldn't let that thing get close to his sister. He lunged forward, but before he could even get close, he was sent flying by a ripple of magical energy, crashing into a small mountain and shattering it.

The fallen twin swords did not fly far; the muscle memory of Xu Xuan suddenly activated the moment he caught them in mid-air.

Two swords in two hands, that familiar feeling is back!
Split Huashan with all your strength!

A terrifying power surged forth, marking his first move after gaining that power!
The moment the sword clashed with the hairpin, he seemed to see the misty rain over the Broken Bridge of West Lake and the sunset over Leifeng Pagoda, but this daze was immediately interrupted by the excruciating pain.

His tiger's mouth burst open, his arm bones shattered, and the human powerhouse was sent flying hundreds of meters by the immense force. He was not much stronger than Xiao Qing.

He still shouted once while flying backwards, telling Xiaobai to hurry up and leave.

Amidst the roar, the hairpin was already pressed against Xiaobai's brow.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Seeing the deadly glint of light so close at hand, the aloof woman suddenly forgot her fear and smiled with relief.

Memories flashed by, and only now did I realize how short my demonic life had been.

She remembered the wild fruit Xiaoqing secretly gave her in the dark cave. She remembered the excruciating pain of her scales peeling off when she first transformed into human form.

She also recalled the streams Xu Xuan had carried her across over the past two weeks, the feel of maple leaves falling into her hair, and that off-key folk song that had brought tears to her eyes.
"Hanwen, it's me."

As everyone expected, the hairpin stopped at her brow and then slowly moved around to the back of her head.

A greater fear arose in Xiaobai's heart. She had a premonition that what was about to happen was definitely not what she wanted.

In a flash, she drew the Li Long Sword and slashed it at her own neck.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The moment the hairpin was gently inserted into Xiaobai's hair bun, the world suddenly fell silent.

immediately--

"Boom!!!" The Grand Preceptor and the Snake Mother were right. As long as they absorbed the other's essence, they could reach a state where no one could control them.

Thousands of years of magical power poured into Xiaobai's body like a celestial river flowing backwards, surging wildly from the hairpin.

Her white robes ripped apart instantly, revealing snake scales that peeled off and regenerated repeatedly. Each molt brought blood and flesh with it, and after nine cycles, a thick layer of scabs had accumulated on the ground.

"Chinese characters."

The shattered cries were drowned in the torrent of memories.

She saw the Serpent Mother devouring her kind in the cave at night; she saw the Imperial Advisor using infants to refine blood pills in a secret chamber; and most terrifying of all, those twisted desires, like poisonous vines, entwined her soul.
"Ahhhh——!"

With a final scream, a pure white shockwave swept across the land. Towering ancient trees were uprooted, hills were leveled, and even the Xiao River stopped flowing!

Xu Xuan was thrown several miles by the blast wave, and when he landed, all he could see was a gray haze.

The moment my vision was completely blocked, my blood seemed to freeze.

That's an instinctive fear of apex predators ingrained in our bones.

The light suddenly dimmed.

A winding, dark shadow stretched out in the clouds, spreading until it obscured the sun.

A gentle sway stirred up a hurricane. When those scarlet vertical pupils lit up in the dark clouds, all living things in Yongzhou began to tremble.

Like two great suns hanging in the sky. Confusion, fear, evil, and primal bestiality reached the eyes of the creatures that gazed at the sky.

"hiss"

The sound of the snake's tongue flicking out drowned out the thunder.

Tick, tick.
The sound of raindrops falling on the ground, and the smell of damp earth filling my nostrils.

A torrential downpour began, and a fierce wind swept through the distance.

In the blink of an eye, a fierce storm had erupted, summoned by the dancing shadows. The ground cracked as the snakes slithered across the ground, and the air was thick with the smell of decay and rust.

The harshness of the natural environment was far less than the harshness in Xu Xuan's mind. This scene clearly indicated the emergence of a true demon.

His clothes were instantly soaked through by the rain. He stared intently at the dark figure in the clouds, the warning from the final chapter of the *Taiyin Zhenjing* flashing through his mind:
"Those who seize the creation of heaven and earth will surely be envied by heaven; those who devour the essence of all things will eventually become demons."

Xu Xuan was unaware that this strange change had spread like a plague.

The old banyan tree in Snake-Catching Village was uprooted in the fierce wind, and the century-old suspension bridge swayed violently like a swing. The village chief clung tightly to the beams of the ancestral hall, watching as the thatched roof was torn apart layer by layer: "What a disaster! This isn't autumn rain, it's clearly a leak in the sky!"

The stream deep in the canyon flows upstream, forming a bizarre waterspout in the air. Snake bones, deposited at the bottom of the stream for hundreds of years, are lifted into the air and writhe like living things under the lightning.

The city of Yongzhou was in a state of apocalypse.

At the center of the dark cloud vortex, a water column with a diameter of a thousand feet pierced through the sky, as if the Milky Way had burst its banks.

The Xiaoshui River swelled by three zhang (approximately 10 meters), and the turbid waves had already shattered the arrow tower at the west gate. The soldiers guarding the city watched helplessly as the entire granary was swept into the raging torrent.

"Ow—"

Wild animals scattered and fled through the mountains and forests. Herds of wild boars smashed hunters' traps, packs of wolves and deer fled side by side, and even snakes in their dens abandoned their burrows, all rushing toward higher ground.

Instinct tells them that this is a catastrophe, and a life-or-death choice has arisen.

As Baoqingfangzhu watched the gate swaying in the wind, his heart felt as empty as an abyss.

She was happily checking on her baby in the neighborhood, not caring at all even if a fierce fight was raging and blood was flowing outside.

As a demon race member who has lived for so long, what haven't I seen?

But when Xiaobai's aura was truly unleashed, one had to admit that she was an ignorant workshop owner.

The compass needle spun wildly in his hand, eventually pointing to a chilling truth: this was not a natural disaster, but a catastrophe.

(End of this chapter)