My Wife is A Sword God - Chapter 671: You Should Call Me Second Senior Brother
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Qin Feng had a look of horror on his face when he heard this.
So, the Garuda King had already regained his peak strength, and their purpose in destroying the Dragon Vein was to obtain the divinity of the Candle Dragon in order to resurrect the ancient Gods and Demons Candle Dragon!
‘We cannot let them succeed,’ Qin Feng muttered to himself.
He must protect the Dragon Spirit of Prince Luo City’s Dragon Vein, otherwise, if the Candle Dragon was resurrected, the southern region will suffer a catastrophe.
Luo Yu saw Qin Feng’s thoughts and showed a look of envy. His single-mindedness for the people and the world, such purity, made him long for it.
Perhaps that was why he couldn’t help but want to get closer to him when they met in the Hundred Flowers Valley.
The battle in Prince Luo City was at its peak.
The experts from both sides were evenly matched. Even though the members of the Demon Slaying Department were giving their all, they still struggled with the enemy.
Thunder clashed with flames, furious dragons roared, and birds cried out.
The soldiers of the Military War Duke’s Army advanced bravely, unafraid of death. Even if they were tainted with fire poison, they would still tear off a piece of Garuda Clan flesh before giving in.
The Qi of the swords and blades tore through the sky, and the void seemed like a shattered mirror.
Ravines crisscrossed the ground, the longest of which stretched to who knows where, with no end in sight.
Qin Feng’s eyebrows furrowed as he looked at the wild scene outside the attic, but he couldn’t leave. He had to watch over the Dragon Sealing Stele and the Dragon Spirit.
At that moment, Luo Yu looked in the direction of the Prince Luo Mansion and sighed, his eyes filled with sadness, but he also seemed to find some relief.
He began, “The moment the Garuda King regains his peak strength, the birth of the Candle Dragon was already destined.”
“The National Teacher of the Heavenly Tower probably foresaw such a situation a long time ago, so this battle is just to weaken the enemy’s strength before the final showdown. Or maybe it’s to remove the thorn in my father’s side and prevent attacks from both sides.”
Qin Feng was taken aback by his words, then remembered the sentence on the National Teacher’s note: “In order to pacify the outside, one must first stabilize the inside.”
“You know that?” Qin Feng exclaimed in surprise.
Luo Yu looked at the horizon. Even though it was night, a fiery line appeared at the edge of the sky. His expression suddenly turned serious, then he smiled again, “Brother Qin, can you tell me what your answer was during the heart test?”
Qin Feng didn’t understand his intention, but truthfully replied, “To establish a moral heart, to establish a meaningful life for the people, to inherit the wisdom of the sages, and to create a fair balance for future generations.”
“That’s very well said,” Luo Yu sighed.
As his words fell, the earth suddenly shook. The illusory image of the flaming Garuda appeared in the sky of the Southern Domain.
At the same time, cracks appeared in the Huarong Road, the Dragon Sealing Towers of various Heavenly Cities collapsed, and red flames erupted from the deep pits. Terrifying black and white auras continued to emanate, sweeping toward Tianling Mountain in the Southern Domain.
The sudden change happened too fast. Qin Feng didn’t even have time to react before the Dragon Seal Tower beneath his feet began to shatter inch by inch.
With a wave of Luo Yu’s right hand, countless vines appeared out of nowhere, wrapped around Qin Feng, and lifted him out of the tower.
Qin Feng’s eyes widened. The aura emanating from the other side was clearly at the fourth level of the Literature Saint Dao Lineage, almost on par with him!
Luo Yu’s cultivation had unexpectedly reached such a high level!
“Luo Yu!” Qin Feng shouted loudly.
A wave of red flames engulfed Luo Yu’s figure.
A faint murmur scattered in the wind, “Brother Qin, be careful.”
Qin Feng broke away from the vines and wanted to save the other party, but an arm held him down. “These are the cursed flames of the Garuda King. Those below the third rank will perish upon contact. Are you trying to court death, boy? Besides, death might be the best outcome for him.”
Turning his head, Qin Feng looked in disbelief. The newcomer was a silver-haired man he had once met in the Imperial City!
Sun Qi looked at the tower that was engulfed in flames, and the rare smile disappeared from his face.
The two of them fell back to the shattered ground and saw the swirling black and white qi heading towards the south.
Such a commotion naturally attracted everyone’s attention.
The high-ranking forces on both sides were evenly matched.
The Garuda Clan dodged the thunder and bowed their heads to the sky.
Everyone in the Military War Duke Army looked at the huge shadow in the sky, and fear instantly filled their chests.
It was the Garuda King, the tyrannical ruler!
Amidst the black and white qi, a dragon’s roar echoed, sending chills down everyone’s spine.
The oppressive feeling of this dragon’s roar surpassed even that of the Garuda King’s shadow!
Sun Qi frowned and said, “Even in the ancient battle between Gods and Demons, Candle Dragon was the best among them. Its divine path represented the sun, moon, yin and yang, and was extremely powerful.”
“It is said that the initial appearance of the rift between the Immortal Realm and the human world was closely related to it.”
Shocked by this revelation, Qin Feng couldn’t help but ask, “Who exactly are you?”
“You should call me Second Senior Brother, Little Junior Brother,” Sun Qi replied.
The strange phenomenon continued for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. During this time, both sides seemed to have reached some kind of tacit understanding, and neither made a move.
It wasn’t until the giant phantom dispersed and the black and white aura dissipated into the sky.
The vague figure spoke faintly, “When the remains of the Candle Dragon are fully integrated with its divinity, it will be time for its return. Enjoy your remaining time.”
With those words, Jinyun suddenly clutched his stomach, and countless gaping mouths appeared out of the void.
The surviving Garuda Clan and the ghost-faced individuals entered them, their destination unknown…
After the great battle, Prince Luo City lay in ruins.
The soldiers of the Duke’s Military War Army cleaned up the battlefield and searched the ruins for the bodies of their fallen brothers.
A silent mourning swept over the city.
The white mist remained thick, refusing to dissipate.
Qin Feng walked through the shattered city with Sun Qi, listening to his murmurings.
“Just because my cultivation level is slightly higher, my master sent me here as an undercover agent. For over a decade, there was no news or inquiries, as if I didn’t exist as his disciple.”
“Junior Brother, do you know that I’m always nervous when I’m in enemy territory? My originally cheerful personality seems to have become a bit twisted.”
“I’ve told you so much, why haven’t you said anything? Are you still holding a grudge over the incident in the Imperial City?”
“But this was inevitable. Prince Luo’s secret guards were watching me closely, so I had to do something to show my loyalty.”
“However, I have to admit that the taste of your blood containing Primordial Immortal Qi was indeed good.”
“Such pure Primordial Immortal Qi is something I haven’t encountered in a long time.”
Qin Feng looked around and suddenly stopped. Seeing this, Sun Qi narrowed his eyes and chuckled, “Just kidding, Junior Brother, don’t take it seriously.”
“Brother Bajie.”
“Bajie?” Sun Qi looked confused. When did he get this nickname?
“Can you leave me alone for a moment?”
Sun Qi sighed, “Junior Brother, you’re still too naive. In such a world, facing separation and death, you should get used to it sooner rather than later.”
Leaving these words behind, Sun Qi walked away on his own.
Qin Feng was well aware of this.
But no matter how many times he experienced it, every time he saw such scenes, he couldn’t help but feel uneasy.
Crunch!
He stepped on something. Qin Feng looked down and saw half of a torn piece of paper.
Beneath the crimson and charred marks, he could vaguely make out some words, “Wife, I can’t come back, take care of the child…”