nycdaug Chapter 442 Return to the Ruins! (Page 12)
Chapter 442 Return to the Ruins! (Page 12)
This time!
High in the sky, a magnificent phantom suddenly appeared, clad in golden armor, holding a jade token, and surrounded by dazzling divine light, as if stepping out from the ancient river of time.
His voice boomed like thunder, shaking the entire world and even causing the snow on the Kunlun Mountains to tumble down.
"The Heavenly Venerable has decreed!"
This command seemed to have triggered some kind of law of heaven and earth, and the originally chaotic battlefield suddenly fell silent.
Whether it was the immortals and gods locked in battle or the rampaging monsters of the mist, they all paused for a brief moment.
"When the great calamity comes, we, the gods of Great Xia, must step forward!"
The phantom's voice carried an undeniable majesty, each word seemingly branded between heaven and earth, echoing in the ears of every living being.
His figure gradually solidified, and only then could everyone see clearly that he was a celestial general wearing a purple-gold battle robe and a jade crown, with a solemn face and piercing eyes.
"Ten breaths later, the Heavenly Court shattered its origin, transforming into the foundation of nine divine steles!"
Upon hearing this, the world suddenly changed color!
The celestial palace phantom that had been suspended in the heavens trembled violently at this moment, and countless magnificent buildings began to collapse, with celestial palaces and temples shattering inch by inch, turning into countless golden specks of light.
The points of light did not dissipate, but fell like meteors, eventually converging into nine golden pillars that pierced the heavens and the earth!
"And all the gods of our Great Xia can act on their own initiative, using their divine bodies and divine power to cast the national guardian stele, establish a great array to protect all living beings of Great Xia, and keep the fog outside the country's gates!"
Before the words were finished, the Great Xia gods on the battlefield all looked up, their eyes flashing with determination.
Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, took the first step forward, his pagoda radiating an unprecedentedly brilliant golden light. He laughed loudly:
"I am a celestial general, and I shall protect the nation with my life!"
Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly transformed into a golden torrent, rushing towards one of the divine monuments, his divine body and divine power completely merging into the monument!
Nezha, riding on his Wind Fire Wheels, his eyes burning with fighting spirit, glanced back at the crowd and grinned:
"Gentlemen, I'll be going first!"
After saying that, his whole body burst into flames, and he transformed into a crimson meteor, crashing into another divine monument!
The Twenty-Eight Mansions looked at each other and clasped their hands in unison:
"We are willing to use the power of the stars to protect our Great Xia land!"
In an instant, twenty-eight beams of starlight shot into the sky, like the Milky Way pouring down, and poured into the divine stele!
"Fellow travelers, see you in the next life, I am departing!"
With a final long howl, the messenger general's figure suddenly disintegrated, transforming into a final ray of divine light that merged into the ninth divine stele!
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Boom! ! !
The nine divine steles simultaneously erupted with earth-shattering roars, and countless ancient runes appeared on their surfaces, each rune containing the will and power of a god.
The stele grew taller and taller, eventually transforming into nine towering pillars that connected with each other, forming a magnificent array that covered the entire territory of the Great Xia Dynasty!
The fog monster charged wildly, but was forcefully blocked outside the country's borders by the power of the great formation, unable to advance an inch!
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On the ground, everyone was stunned and speechless.
Baili Pangpang's mouth dropped open, and the electromagnetic cannon in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud": "This...this is the decision of the Great Xia gods?"
An Qingyu stared intently at the nine divine steles, her voice hoarse: "They...were they all really sacrificed?"
Shen Qingzhu remained silent, but her gaze behind her sunglasses flickered for a rare moment.
Cao Yuan gripped the black blade tightly and whispered, "Based on divine bodies, and formed by divine power... this is their choice."
Lin Qiye took a deep breath and slowly said, "They... are protecting this land in their own way."
...
The cold wind howled, and the snow on the summit of Kongur Tagh was swept up by the gale, turning into a sky full of silver flakes that danced wildly in the vast sky and earth.
On top of the cliff.
A scarred hand gripped the last protruding rock tightly.
His knuckles turned white from the force, and blood seeped from under his nails, yet he still refused to let go.
Lu Baoyou gritted her teeth, tensed her arm muscles, and with a sudden burst of strength, flipped herself up to the summit!
He crashed heavily onto the snow, gasping for breath, his chest heaving as the icy air filled his lungs, causing a sharp pain. He looked up at the leaden sky, a defiant smile playing on his lips.
"Ha...I'm...up!"
Before he finished speaking, his other hand had also climbed to the edge of the summit. Fang Mo's fingertips were already frozen purple, but he still clung tightly to the rock face, his arms trembling, as he slowly pulled himself up.
He collapsed in the snow, his chest heaving violently, his breath dissipating rapidly in the cold wind.
Lu Baoyou turned her head to look at him, grinned, and said in a hoarse but smug voice, "You were a step slower than me!"
Fang Mo, panting, raised her hand to wipe the ice shards from her face and smiled helplessly:
“If I hadn’t slipped… how could I have been slower than you?” He paused, then said frankly, “But a bet is a bet, you won this time.”
Lu Baoyou laughed heartily and patted him on the shoulder: "You won't be so lucky next time!"
The two smiled at each other, and at the top of the world, amidst the wind and snow, it seemed as if only their figures remained.
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at this time!
A deafening roar suddenly echoed across the heavens!
The two suddenly looked up, their pupils shrinking sharply—
High in the sky, countless phantoms of gods stood in mid-air: the Twelve Golden Immortals, the Twenty-Eight Constellations, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, the Great God of the Three Altars and Seas... those figures that only existed in myths and legends were now truly appearing in the clouds!
Their bodies began to disintegrate, turning into dazzling golden specks of light that fell like meteors and merged into the nine towering divine monuments!
"This is...?!" Lu Baoyou's voice trembled slightly.
Fang Mo stared intently at the sky, her throat bobbing, but she couldn't utter a single word.
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"Don't be surprised."
A familiar voice came from behind.
The two turned around abruptly and saw that Zhang Yun had somehow appeared on the edge of the peak, a lollipop dangling from his mouth, his gaze more solemn than ever before.
He gazed at the sky and slowly said, "This is a silhouette of time from a hundred years ago, when the gods of the Great Xia used their divine bodies as the foundation and their divine power as the array to transform into the national guardian stele, protecting all living beings of the Great Xia."
His voice was soft, yet it struck them like a heavy hammer.
Lu Baoyou clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white: "They...really all sacrificed themselves?"
Zhang Yun was silent for a moment before saying calmly, "Just treat it as watching TV."
But his gaze was heavier than ever.
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High in the heavens, the figures of the gods are still fading away.
Nezha turned around, seemingly glancing in their direction, a youthful smile appearing on his lips, before transforming into a crimson streak of light and crashing into the divine stele!
With a long roar, Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, caused the pagoda to shatter and his golden armor to melt away, ultimately transforming into a golden torrent that merged into the great formation!
The twenty-eight constellations clasped their fists together, and starlight poured down like rain!
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Fang Mo's breathing froze.
He suddenly remembered that when he was a child, his grandfather had told him: "On the land of Daxia, every inch of mountains and rivers is protected by gods."
He didn't believe it at the time.
But now... he believes it.
A drop of scalding liquid slid down from the corner of her eye, but before it hit the ground, it was frozen into ice by the cold wind.
Lu Baoyou gritted her teeth, her eyes red-rimmed, but stubbornly refused to bow her head.
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“They…could have escaped,” Fang Mo whispered.
Zhang Yun looked up at the sky and smiled softly: "Yes, but they are... the gods of the Great Xia."
As the words fell, the last ray of divine light dissipated, and the nine divine steles were fully formed, transforming into pillars reaching the heavens to guard the mountains and rivers!
The wind and snow continued, but this land seemed to be protected by some invisible force, and could no longer be violated.
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Lu Baoyou suddenly stood up, wiped her face hard, and said in a hoarse but firm voice:
"I want to become a 'god' like that someday!"
Fang Mo looked at him and slowly nodded: "Together."
Zhang Yun laughed and reached out to pat their heads: "Good job, you have ambition."
Amidst howling winds and snow, three figures stood side by side atop Kongur Tagh, gazing silently at the sky stained crimson with the blood of the gods.
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A hundred years ago, a god went to his death.
A hundred years later, mortals will reach the summit.
The vows made on this land have never changed.
...
At the summit of Kongur Tagh, wind and snow raged.
The gale was like a knife, slicing through every inch of exposed skin. The snow was swirled up, turning into a sky full of silver flakes that danced wildly between heaven and earth.
The rocks at the summit were frozen solid, as hard as iron, with icicles hanging upside down like sharp swords pointing straight to the sky.
"Huh...huh...huh..."
Heavy breathing echoed laboriously through the wind and snow.
A hand, red from the cold, gripped the last protruding rock tightly, its knuckles white from the force, blood seeping from under its fingernails, yet it still refused to let go.
The new recruit gritted his teeth, tensed his arm muscles, and with a sudden burst of strength, flipped himself up to the top of the mountain!
He fell heavily onto the snow, panting heavily, his chest heaving violently as the cold air rushed into his lungs, bringing a sharp pain.
He looked up at the leaden sky, a stubborn smile playing on his lips.
"Ha...I'm...up!"
Before he finished speaking, his other hand had also climbed to the edge of the summit.
New recruit Li Xiaoyu's fingertips were already frozen purple, but she still clung tightly to the rock wall, her arms trembling, as she slowly pulled herself up.
She collapsed in the snow, her chest heaving violently, her breath dissipating rapidly in the cold wind.
"I...I...came up too..." Her voice was weak, but firm.
One by one, the recruits struggled to the summit. Some fell and were bruised and battered, while others had their lips turn purple from the cold. But their eyes were remarkably consistent—stubborn, unyielding, and burning with a fervent belief.
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at this time!
Amidst the wind and snow, several figures walked slowly with steady steps.
The leader, with hair as black as ink and eyes as sharp as knives, was none other than Lin Qiye.
Behind him, An Qingyu pushed up her glasses, the lenses reflecting the cold, icy light of the snow.
Baili Pangpang rubbed his hands together, muttering, "This fat man is freezing to death."
Shen Qingzhu stood with her hands in her pockets, her gaze behind her sunglasses still cold and stern.
Cao Yuan remained silent, his black sword trembling slightly in its sheath.
The new recruits all looked up, their eyes filled with awe and admiration.
Lin Qiye scanned the crowd, a slight smile playing on his lips, his voice deep and powerful:
"Newbies!"
The sound was like a thunderclap, jolting everyone in their tracks.
He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, where the phantom of the deity was still dissipating, turning into streams of light and merging into the divine monument.
"The gods reincarnate, solely to protect life!"
His voice wasn't loud, but every word struck like a hammer blow to everyone's heart.
"Though these are images from a century ago, we must remember them!"
The new recruits stared blankly at the sky, their eyes gradually reddening.