Chapter 463 - 319: Summoning the Celestial Gods, Death Tribulation, Yiya Ancestor

["Flying Swallow Thirteen?"]

["Humph, a mere Jianghu brat with petty swordsmanship dares to challenge the Overlord, not knowing life from death!"]

[The Jin Country Samurai retreated three hundred steps, smirking among the knights as he watched the Broken Sword youth, considering Flying Swallow Thirteen as a Jianghu Wanderer recruited by "Emperor Yuan Xiang Wenlong".]

[But wanting to roam the world based on some unremarkable combat skills?]

[This is the era of the "Overlord Country," where personal strength is often insignificant.]

["Thunder Shock Array!!"]

[The Jin Country Samurai raised his weapon and called out, while Jin Country’s three thousand riders held their arms, their Qi instantly connecting as one.]

["Clang—"]

[The metallic screech echoed throughout the battlefield, and the Thunder Prison Blade in the hands of the Jin Country Samurai suddenly shattered into thousands of arcs. Those leaping blue-purple electric snakes intertwined in the air, instantly reorganizing into a colossal thunderbird with a wingspan of ten zhang.]

["Screech—!"]

[The Thunderbird Battle Spirit spread its wings and cried loudly, causing an unusual change in the celestial phenomenon. Dark clouds surged like ink from all directions, and lightning within the clouds, like iron filings attracted by a magnet, rushed towards those sky-obscuring wings.]

[The ground beneath the Samurai began to tremble, tiny pebbles defied gravity and levitated, disintegrating into powder within the electromagnetic field of the lightning.]

[The pupil of Flying Swallow Thirteen reflected the ever-approaching lightning, his face unchanged, having broken limits within life and death, he had reached the Sword Saint Realm.]

["Mere Mortal Swordsman..." The Jin Country Samurai stood atop the thunderbird, looking down with a sneer, "I want to see how you will resist the war spirit formed by the iron will of three thousand troops!"]

["Rebel! Surrender now!!"]

[——This is an era devoid of Saints.]

[The Hundred Schools of Thought’s Profound Mysterious Techniques could not withstand the iron-blooded battle array of the Military School. Born into a general’s family, trained in the art of war array from a young age, his three thousand battle-hardened troops had once crushed the Martial Dao powerhouse of the Raising Troops Realm in the Second Heaven!]

[Without being the First Generation Soldier Master, unable to unfold the Spiritual Soldier Weapon domain, who could resist this tyrannical battle method of collecting the power of the masses to shake heaven and earth??]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen felt a pressure—this was the unique will pressure of the battle array, breaking enemy morale before engagement.]

["Gentle Breeze Breathing Technique—Wind of Suffocation!"]

[Flying Swallow Thirteen’s hair danced wildly, his entire being erupted with a dazzling silver glow, and the Broken Sword slowly lifted—]

[Heaven and earth halted!]

[The howling wind suddenly froze, the air clutched tightly by an invisible hand, the airflow within a hundred-zhang radius madly contracted, forming a suffocating storm capable of crushing mountains!]

[Boom—!!!]

[The thunderbird screeched, its wings fiercely flapped, invoking ten thousand pounds of lightning crashing down. The suffocating storm surged upward, shredding electric light, tearing through clouds! In the instant the two mighty forces of heaven and earth clashed, the ground cracked, airwaves exploded, and soldiers within a thousand-zhang radius were swept away like fallen leaves!]

[The Jin Country Samurai’s pupils shrank, his Battle Spirit thunderbird forced back by this sword!]

[——This person, actually invoked the Power of Heaven and Earth with a mortal body?!]

[——Is he the First Generation Soldier Master?! Even without unfolding the Spiritual Soldier Weapon domain, such power...]

[The Jin Country Samurai stared at the youth behind Flying Swallow Thirteen, "Prince Xiang Ji of the Yuan Dynasty," caught in a dilemma of advance or retreat.]

["It’s Prince Xiang Ji! It’s Prince Xiang Ji!"]

[From afar, dust clouds billowed, and a team of Yuan Country cavalry surged like a black tide.]

["Things cannot be reversed, retreat!"]

[The Jin Country Samurai waved for a retreat, the thunderbird shrieked with its neck raised, its massive wings flapping, swiftly departing.]

["Uncle..." Xiang Ji watched the charging figure on horseback—that was his father’s friend, Le Lang. His taut heartstrings finally relaxed, his vision went black, and his body uncontrollably slid forward.]

[In the last moment before his consciousness fell completely into darkness, a cold mechanical voice suddenly rang in his ears—Main Quest triggered!]

[——You damn well should die, I want to file a complaint against you!]

...

...

[A faint medicinal fragrance lingered at the tip of the nose.]

[Xiang Ji’s eyelashes trembled lightly, and he slowly opened his heavy eyelids. Beside him was Maid Xue’Er, watching over him.]

["Young Master is awake!"]

[The crisp voice carried surprise, Maid Xue’Er immediately leaned over, her eyes slightly red, evidently keeping watch for a long time. Seeing him awake, she finally revealed a hint of relief in her smile.]

["You have been unconscious for three days and nights..."]

["Cough, it’s okay."]

[Xiang Ji propped himself up, comforting Maid Xue’Er, the merging of memories from two lives, Xiang Ji’s experiences at nine years old filled him with resilience even beyond his thirty years.]

[In such an insecure environment, Xiang Ji only wanted to explore his cheat ability quickly. He closed his eyes, silently said in his heart to check the—Main Quest hinted before he passed out.]

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[Mythical Saint Emperor · ?? Celestial Dao Custom Edition]

[Name: Xiang Ji (True Name · Ning Xunqiu)]

[Realm: Mortal (First Blood, Source Blood not yet condensed)]

[Martial Skill: "Yuan Country Gentleman Sword" (Beginner)]

[Achievement: "Rising Dragon"]

[Main Quest: Become a Monarch, obtain a chance to randomly summon a Golden Mythical Character.]

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["Golden?"]

[The world Xiang Ji traversed to was a bit twisted, away from Human Race habitats, in the wilderness, Da Shan housed Exotic Beasts, Fierce Beasts, Demon Fiends and Ghosts, as well as various bizarre-looking Alien Race.]

[The Human Race occupied the Land of Spiritual Veins; from what he personally witnessed, with the strength of the "Commander-in-Chief," those hundred-thousand-strong armies could shake the earth like eating and drinking.]

[High or low, this world was indeed a Cultivation World, no, a Mythical World; that day, two Overlord Countries waged war, even causing a breach in the sky wasn’t unusual.]

[A mortal like him was just a roadside plant, potentially crushed to death by the aftershock descending from the sky.]

[Paused for a while, Xiang Ji asked in his mind, "What level of Mythical Character is Flying Swallow Thirteen?"]