Chapter 393
Daxia Dragon Bird
Master?
Upon hearing this, Zhou Sheng immediately focused his attention on the person in charge of the department.
The most mysterious person in the Xuanqiong Division is the Division Master. It is said that many people in the Xuanqiong Division never even have the chance to see the Division Master in their entire lives.
Since the founding of the Xuanqiong Division by the Great Ancestor of the Great Xuan Dynasty, every Division Chief has been an unparalleled powerhouse at the Earth Immortal Realm, possessing boundless magical power and extraordinary abilities, serving as the pillar of the Great Xuan Dynasty that commands respect throughout the world.
His master once told him that the current head of the department had even confronted Zhang Sanfeng for a period of time, and was specifically responsible for suppressing Wudang Mountain.
Zhou Sheng was naturally very curious about such a legendary figure.
To his disappointment, the legendary Lord of the Court was shrouded in a thick black robe and wore a bronze mask to prevent divine sense from probing him.
Not to mention their faces, you can't even tell if they're male or female.
The only striking feature was the long sword with a dragon-phoenix ring at its waist, its unique design unable to conceal the sharpness of this peerless weapon, even though it was sheathed.
The Yazi Dragon Vein and the Pure Yang Divine Sword simultaneously sensed each other; the former was filled with unbearable hunger, while the latter secretly felt apprehensive.
"The Asura Mask and the Dragon Sparrow Blade are undoubtedly the possessions of the Master. Both of these treasures are symbols of the Master's status."
Bao Ying explained from the side, "I have also met the Master once, so there is no mistake."
He used to have a deep sense of awe for the head of the Xuanqiong Division. As a powerful being in the Earth Immortal Realm, he was willing to wear a mask and hide his identity to protect the Great Xuan Jiangshan in the dark.
But now, the way he looked at the Master was unusually complicated.
That great demon hiding in the palace... could it be the Lord of the Palace?
"Retreat, or die."
The chieftain reached out and placed his hand on the hilt of the Dragon Sparrow Blade at his waist. Beneath his mask, a pair of eyes gleaming with an eerie light stared coldly at Huang Chao, his words sharp and cutting.
The voice was deep and powerful, filled with a sense of oppression.
Huang Chao paused slightly, his gaze sweeping over him, his eyes burning with murderous intent as he repeatedly recited a poem.
"When autumn comes and September th, I will kill the flowers after they bloom."
"The fragrance of incense fills Chang'an, and the entire city is adorned with golden armor!"
As he recited poetry, he charged toward the Lord of the Palace. Even though he sensed the power of his opponent, he was not afraid at all; on the contrary, his fighting spirit only intensified.
And so, an earth-shattering battle broke out.
The Dragon Sparrow Blade was drawn from its sheath, its blade flashing and slicing through the night sky. The forging patterns resembled overlapping dragon scales, and the eight ancient bird-script characters near the hilt shone brightly.
"The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow's cry echoes throughout the eight wastelands."
In the hands of the Master, this ancient and famous sword once again unleashed its terrifying sharpness, directly tearing apart Huang Chao's protective immortal light and leaving a deep, bone-revealing knife wound on his steel-like body.
Despite his injuries, Huang Chao fought with even greater ferocity. He knew nothing of fear, reciting his once-famous rebellious poem as he attacked the Master with an almost insane frenzy.
In an instant, roars thundered and flashes of sword light pierced the air.
The powerful shockwave sent countless heavily armored soldiers flying several meters away, and the ancient palace walls trembled violently, cracking as they were exposed.
But Zhou Sheng looked surprised.
This battle of wits... something's not right.
Normally speaking, the Master is a powerful being at the Earth Immortal Realm. Even now, he is no match for him. Although Huang Chao is brave, he is just a matter of expending more effort and time to defeat the Master.
But now they're actually fighting... evenly matched?
This was only because the Lord of the Division had the advantage of the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow's divine weapon; otherwise, he might have been at a disadvantage.
Could it be that the head of the department has been replaced?
Zhou Sheng was puzzled, while the old man from Niushan showed a hint of excitement, carefully watching the Master's every move. His excitement was even more pronounced when he saw that the Master's clothes were torn and the exposed skin seemed somewhat aged.
This battle was far less exciting than he had imagined. The Master's swordsmanship was indeed formidable, but his magical power seemed somewhat lacking, and as Zhou Sheng watched, he had a strange feeling about it.
It seems that this master has been using supernatural powers that he is not good at.
It's like a master swordsman who insists on fighting with his fists, making every move feel awkward.
The Great Xia Dragon Sparrow is an unparalleled divine weapon, yet it always seems somewhat alien and out of place in his hands.
Finally, after two hundred rounds of fighting, the Dragon Sparrow Blade severed Huang Chao's left arm, while Huang Chao's right hand struck the Master on the head.
boom!
The once invincible war god, the Lord of the Palace, was sent flying like a cannonball, smashing countless palaces and finally carving out a huge crater.
The black robe was torn, and the Asura mask was also blown away, revealing the face that had been hidden for countless years.
His hair was as white as snow, and his features were handsome and refined. Although his face was aged, one could still see the extraordinary good looks he had in his youth. There was also an indescribable scholarly air about him.
His eyes were dull, lacking that most essential spiritual energy.
Boom!
In an instant, Zhou Sheng and Bao Ying were both struck dumb, their eyes filled with shock.
Old Man Niu Shan's eyes were red and moist. He laughed loudly, a laugh that was desolate and sorrowful, and contained a hint of mockery and hatred.
"Just as I thought, just as I thought!"
"Hahaha, what a great Great Ancestor of the Xuan Dynasty! What an ungrateful Li Qingxuan!!!"
Zhou Sheng had never seen Senior Niu Shan so agitated and angry, but at this moment he seemed to understand the other's feelings.
Because the master behind that Asura mask was an old man he had seen in the murals.
Imperial Tutor Liu Bowen!
The two looked identical, but the biggest difference was that this Master's eyes were dull, devoid of any spirit, and even lifeless.
It's like being a puppet on strings.
"Humph!"
Just then, a thunderous snort suddenly rang out, followed by countless rays of light that surged forth, enveloping the entire palace and isolating it from the outside world, as if to keep this secret.
The next moment, Huang Chao’s furious roar suddenly rang out in the palace, filled with anger and resentment.
Not long after, a huge explosion rang out.
Boom!!!
The entire city of Chang'an was trembling violently, the earth cracked open, houses collapsed one after another, and the ground shook violently, as if it were the end of the world.
The aftershocks of the explosion severely impacted the array that isolated the palace, causing a momentary fluctuation.
In that instant, Zhou Sheng's eyes sharpened, and he saw a pair of terrifying, abyss-like demonic eyes that actually made him feel an uncontrollable chill.
Even more terrifying, those eyes seemed to sense his gaze, and the pupils shifted slightly.
"run!"
Zhou Sheng's expression hardened, and he instantly stopped spying. He flicked his sleeve and took Bao Ying and Old Man Niushan into the Immortal Stone Cave. Then, with a thought, the flow of time around him rapidly slowed down.
He stepped out of that river of time once more, and breathed a slight sigh of relief.
Then, from beneath the long river, where the rapids surged, a terrifying demonic hand suddenly reached out and grabbed at him.
...(End of this chapter)