Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 869 The Wind Brings the Rain

Suddenly, Birch in the basement raised his head slightly and looked at the battlefield outside Yongzhou City.

Xu Xuan stood in the rain, each raindrop carrying a chilling, demonic aura as it touched his skin. When the dust was washed away by the downpour, he witnessed a truth that terrified his very soul.

Standing frozen in place, unsure of what to do, I even felt a little desperate.

A colossal serpent, its head and tail unseen, coiled between heaven and earth. Each scale was as enormous as a palace, and the wind pressure generated by its movements leveled mountains. What was previously thought to be a "blood moon" was merely its slightly narrowed eyes!
A gentle dance can cause the earth to tremble and mountains to shake; a flick of its tail can cause mountains to collapse and the earth to crack.

"Is this...reasonable?" Xu Xuan's throat was dry and sore.

The Imperial Advisor and the Serpent Mother were at least among the most powerful beings in the world; they could hold their own in a desperate battle. But this thing before them…

With a single sweep, it cleaved three mountain peaks! With a breath, the Xiao River flowed backward! Even the thunderbolts striking its body felt like mere tickles!

"What's this?!!!"

"White Snake?! You call this a White Snake?!"

The familiar, sticky, loli voice exploded in his ears, only this time it was shrill and distorted. Xu Xuan turned his head and saw that Baoqing Fangzhu had been standing behind him at some point, barefoot in the mud, her tail sticking out and looking very disheveled.

It turned out to be the 'surprise weapon' Baoqingfang Master.

As if grasping at a straw, Xu Xuan hurriedly asked, "Is there any way to subdue Xiaobai?"

The question was clearly beyond the scope of the course, and even the workshop owner was at a loss.

"elder sister--!"

Xiaoqing burst out of the ruins, her shattered scales grabbing Xu Xuan's collar: "Aren't you supposed to be cunning? Hurry up and think of something!"

Xu Xuan shook his head with a wry smile. The three of them looked up at the giant serpent coiled around the heavens and earth, feeling as insignificant as ants.

With each breath of the giant serpent, a hurricane was unleashed, and with each opening and closing of its scales, the most primal spiritual energy of heaven and earth was released, as if time and space were flowing backward at that moment.

“Let’s go.” Xu Xuan suddenly drew his twin swords. “We can’t just watch Him continue like this. We need to help Xiaobai calm down.”

At least He did not show any hostility toward them.

Three figures rushed towards the giant snake without hesitation.

Xu Xuan activated the Golden Light Mantra, wielding the Male and Female Swords; Xiao Qing revealed her armor, and the Dragon Tendon in her hand emitted a dazzling golden light.

The shop owner went all out, unleashing his four-tailed fox form, his natal demon core, and dozens of magical treasures.

then
"Snapped!"

The giant snake merely flicked its tail unintentionally, and the three of them were swatted into the mountainside like flies.

Those magical weapons that once caused the Imperial Preceptor's death couldn't even produce a spark when they hit the snake's scales.

"So that's why," Xu Xuan coughed up blood as he crawled out of the crevice, "it wasn't that they weren't hostile, it's that they simply couldn't sense us!"

The peak is the peak, and the gap can no longer be bridged by magic weapons.

Then they discovered something even worse: the relentless force of the storm was becoming apparent.

As the white snake danced, wind, rain, and floods struck, as if the world was about to be plunged into the prelude to destruction.

Unconsciously, she is destroying everything.

By this point, it no longer mattered whether they were human, snake, or other demons or monsters; they were all being destroyed equally.

"Save people first!"

Xu Xuan, by activating the Golden Light Mantra, was like a beacon, bringing a glimmer of hope into the darkness.

One, two, three. Countless people were rescued to higher ground, but they were only temporarily safe. Flash floods continued to occur unpredictably, and the earth was opening new cracks. The aura of death far outweighed the hope of life.

Xu Xuan stood on the precarious cliff, watching helplessly as the flash flood swallowed up the snake-catching village.

The thatched houses he knew were washed away like building blocks; the ancestral hall beams that the old village chief clung to were broken in two by the flood; and the suspension bridge where the children used to play was all broken.

The cliffs turned into waterfalls, and homes were destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Sending them to the rescue was futile. Their magical powers were merely a drop in the ocean at this point.

In the end, with the help of the neighborhood head, some of the villagers were saved, but they were very heavy-hearted.

Dead people.

Negative emotions began to spread. He had only traveled through half a month; how could he possibly be so cold-hearted as to ignore everything?

Little White is no longer the gentle Little White, but a world-destroying giant serpent. It has taken countless lives right before its eyes.

The direction of Yongzhou City looked like the end of the world.

The Xiaoshui River overflowed into the city, turning the nine streets and eighteen alleys into waterways; the century-old archway complex collapsed with a roar, sending up a spray of water into the sky.
The most terrifying things were the figures floating in the water: some wore official robes, some wore armor, and some were little demons whose scales had not yet been completely removed.
In the face of catastrophic natural disasters, all beings are equal.

Xu Xuan stood in the mud, filled with self-reproach.

In the past two weeks, he has been scheming against the Imperial Advisor, toying with the Snake Mother, and even daring to bargain with Master Baoqing.
But at this moment, all the wisdom and strategy have become a joke.

"How could this be?" He stared at the faint snake-like shadow appearing and disappearing in the clouds. "Clearly you..."

"Kill the white snake." That's what the shopkeeper said.

There was no longer any mockery in her eyes. She stared coldly at the colossal serpent of destruction in the shadows in the distance. It was still dancing wildly, completely indifferent to the lives being destroyed. This was the ultimate evil.

Baoqingfang still has a magic array to block it, but its foundation has been destroyed.

Most of the people in Yongzhou City are still struggling. The fact that they have blocked the four city gates and waterways with magical artifacts is only a temporary measure. Sooner or later, the city will be washed away by the flood.

"Are you crazy?!" The little green snake swept its tail, shattering half of the roof. "That's my sister!"

The shopkeeper didn't answer, only pointing to Yongzhou City. Xiaoqing's scales opened and closed violently, and she suddenly rushed towards Xu Xuan: "Say something! Aren't you the one with the best ideas?!"

After a moment of silence, the green snake slowly collapsed onto the eaves.

She has always been selfish, able to watch millions die without batting an eye. But what if the one who survives is a naive girl tormented by guilt day and night?
Is death the gentlest ending?

Xu Xuan remained silent, letting the wind and rain lash him, listening to the cries of the city, feeling the resentment within, and sensing the will of the dead from the mountains and rivers.

They all wanted to kill her.

To save
The scales have tipped in two.

"How to kill?"

The sound was soft, yet clearly audible in the downpour. He raised his hand to wipe the rain from his face, the faint glow of the golden incantation lingering at his fingertips reflecting the resolute determination in his eyes.

There may be affection in one's heart, but one can still sever it.

The white snake, which was dancing wildly in a world-destroying frenzy, paused slightly, and a scale on the back of its head slowly glowed.

The result Bai Suzhen wanted has appeared. She really understands Xu Xuan, and she also understands her own nature.

He understood that if the other side of the scales was Xu Xuan's own life, it wouldn't be acceptable.

Only by placing the common people on the other side of the scale can we achieve our goal.
When he personally raised the blade that severed his emotions, when this calamity spanning a thousand years finally met its most painful yet tender solution.
Three years of observation, day and night, all for this moment.

Even if it's a dream, I'm sorry!

outside the city.

The ruins of Huilong Pagoda stood silently in the torrential rain. The stone Buddha, which had lost its golden body, lowered its head and lowered its eyes. Rainwater flowed down its compassionate brows and eyes, as if it were shedding tears.

Xu Xuan looked up to meet the Buddha statue's gaze, then suddenly scoffed, "Does Buddha also have feelings?"

No one answered; only a thunderclap resounded.

The shopkeeper dragged him into the underground palace, his wet fox tail sweeping across the bronze star map. As the mechanism turned and the central pillar that stood tall and suppressed demons slowly rose, Xu Xuan's pupils constricted.

What kind of stone pillar is this?
It was clearly an inverted giant sword!
After the chains binding the pillar came off, dense golden runes were revealed.

"The profound origin of heaven and earth, the root of all vital energy."

When Xu Xuan recited it for the second time, the entire underground palace suddenly trembled violently, causing the sword to resonate.

"Cultivation for thousands of eons, prove my magical power!"

As the golden light surged, the stone skin peeled away. A long sword, as white as jade, floated in the air, its spine shimmering with a star-like halo.

The moment he reached out, the hilt of the sword automatically aligned with the bloodstain on his palm.

It was as if this was made specifically for him.

The rain poured down as Xu Xuan drew his sword and walked towards the exit of the underground palace. Wherever the sword pointed, the rain automatically parted to create a path.

He glanced back at the Buddha statue one last time; the stone Buddha's lowered eyelids seemed to lift slightly.

When the three rushed back to the battlefield, the world was already in chaos.

The rain poured down, the wind howled, and the shadow of the giant serpent loomed over the fields, each roll causing the earth to tremble.

Xu Xuan held the divine sword, its blade shimmering with golden light, yet it appeared so weak before the overwhelming demonic power.

Clenching his teeth, the golden light pierced the rain like a thin thread where the sword pointed, but it was driven out by wind and rain before it even had a chance to touch the snake's scales.

"My magical power is insufficient; even with a sword, I cannot slay the snake..."

What a desperate scene this is.

Xiaoqing suddenly stepped forward, a resolute glint in her snake eyes.

“Our magical powers originate from the same source, and I can lend you a hand.” Her voice was soft, but every word was firm and resolute. “Remember, make sure Xiaobai… leaves gently.”

The Taiyin Demonic Art has never been voluntarily offered up, but...
A surge of powerful magical energy entered his body, causing his cultivation level to rise steadily.

Xu Xuan turned around and looked at the other person with bloodshot eyes. It was the best choice, both emotionally and rationally.

He endured the inner torment and pain without interrupting the process; his trembling body was simply a result of being somewhat out of control as the essence was poured into him.

He watched as Xiaoqing's scales faded at a visible speed, watched her figure gradually blur, and watched her finally transform into a small green snake, curled up in the mud, her eyes devoid of any spirit, only filled with innocent ignorance.

The shopkeeper sighed, bent down and picked up Xiaoqing, his fingertips brushing against her cold scales: "I will take her back to Baoqing Shop and nurture her with spiritual medicine to help her regain her intelligence."

Then she looked at Xu Xuan, her fox tail drooping in the rain, "Go, Xu Xuan. This is... the final road."

"Hahahaha..." Xu Xuan laughed bitterly, tears streaming down his face.

The wind comes to urge me on, the rain comes to urge me on.

What can I do?!
Sensing his sorrow, the divine sword suddenly blazed with golden light, and its cry resounded through the sky like a dragon's roar.

The golden incantation shimmered in the rain, as if mocking the capriciousness of fate.

Even the protective spells could not extinguish the fire in his heart.

When he had no divine weapon, the divine sword was thrown to him; when he had no power, Xiaoqing gave him her life.

What is this? Is it fate playing tricks, or the cycle of cause and effect?
You can sever emotions, but what about anger?!
But he no longer had the time or the right to hesitate; even anger was inappropriate.

The floodwaters were devastating, and cries of despair filled the land.

I walked alone into the storm.

(End of this chapter)