Protect My Descendants; Safeguard the Han Lineage

Transparent sword beams flew into the beautiful landscape of China, some landing in famous historical sites, some in humble temples, and some even on the streets...

On Dragon Tiger Mountain,

Upon hearing the voice emanating from the sword aura, the gaunt old man dressed in the Celestial Master Sect immediately stopped Douyin through Douyin. He put away his phone and went outside the main hall. Once outside, he stroked his gray beard somewhat embarrassedly, thinking to himself, "This is bad!"

Originally intending to hide in the main hall and relax for a few days under the guise of seclusion, I almost missed the changes in the external energy!

It's not my fault!

It's all because the barrier set up in that main hall was too strong!

The Old Celestial Master, without batting an eye, glanced at the sky and then snorted coldly, "Troublemaking!"

He circulated his inner energy, and a solid, golden light immediately emerged from his body. He spread his hands and extended his index finger, and a line of golden light burst forth from his fingertip, meandering through the void. Then, the golden light roared like thunder and shot straight into the sky!

On Zhongnan Mountain,

An old Daoist priest in a gray-white robe emerged from the cave. He was burly and rugged, yet his eyes were gentle and flowing. He leaped up to the mountaintop, and the crisp air invigorated him. However, the burly Daoist priest was choked by the fresh air and coughed violently. His burly body even curled up as a result, and when he removed his palm, it was covered in bright red blood.

After calming down, Old Wang Zhenren took a deep breath, his breathing so powerful that wisps of wind appeared at the mountaintop.

He suddenly looked up at the sky, and an enormous, boundless Nascent Soul emerged from his physical body. The Nascent Soul wore Peaceful Heaven Treasure Crown, Starry Daoist Robe, a long sword at its waist, and a jade tablet in its hand! It was magnificent and incomparably noble! Old Wang Zhenren bowed to his own Nascent Soul and said, "Please, fellow Daoist, demonstrate your magic."

The Daoist Dharma Appearance nodded slightly, and the jade tablet in his hand was thrown into the sky, instantly transforming into a silver ribbon.

On Wudang Mountain,

Before Old Man Lu's sword aura arrived, the old man sitting on the back mountain opened his cloudy eyes. His face was full of wrinkles, with age spots between the wrinkles. He was wearing a loose, bluish-gray Daoist robe. After sensing the surging energy that stretched across the sky, he came to the square at the foot of the back mountain.

then,

The old man's long sleeves billowed in the wind, and beneath his feet, he drew circles that formed chaos, transforming yin and yang from south to north, and placing yin and yang eyes on the east and west sides, until the eight trigrams were fully formed...

I command the Zhou Tian with my innate power! In an instant, a massive Qimen Grand Formation took shape beneath my feet, then burst forth with boundless spiritual light that soared into the heavens!

Behind Chenghai Temple, the Sarira Pagoda Forest

At the very center, beneath the largest Sarira Pagoda, sits a stone-carved monk who slowly opens his eyes. He had damaged his golden body during a magical contest in India in his early years and has been recuperating in the Sarira Pagoda for many years.

Now that the barbarians have invaded again, he will naturally not sit idly by.

—Let me go to hell!

Pieces of stone peeled away from the stone-carved monk, revealing a gaunt monk with closed eyes beneath!

Pure golden light burst forth from the monk, rising straight up with bursts of chanting!

street,

The refined man who was painting a round fan with a brush suddenly put down his brush. After a brief pause, he finished painting the fan with a few strokes and handed it to the buyer. Then he put away his brush and ink and turned back to his simple and elegant home.

After sitting upright, he spread out the brush and ink on the table in the room and wrote a few words:

"Those who violate this rule will be punished!"

A powerful killing intent flowed within those four Fang Zheng characters, then leaped into the sky and transformed into a vast army charging out!

A War Cry resounded throughout the world, and dark-clad cavalry stretched as far as the eye could see!

These elders either retired or were recuperating, but when the younger generation of China advanced to the seventh level of the Outer Demon realm, they all chose to step forward without hesitation.

Even if it shortens their lifespan or costs them their lives, they would not hesitate.

Golden light and thunder, the power of the Nascent Soul, the magical power of Qimen Dunjia, and the righteous aura of Buddhism stretched across the sky, like a grand exposition of Chinese heritage, resonating with each other on a level imperceptible to ordinary people, causing a thousand waves of magnificent power!

In addition, many other Chinese supernatural forces that were not invited also stepped forward to help!

From the old forests of Northeast China outside Shanhaiguan, the Old Lin sounds of tigers roaring and dragons howling could be heard. Suddenly, the Xiangxi region was filled with corpses and evil spirits. The Shangqing lineage summoned Treasure Seal and drew a great seal that reached the heavens!

The whole of China

It's boiling over.

On this very day, many extraordinary talents in China were astonished to realize—our family has so many powerful predecessors! Our family has so many formidable lineages!

This battle of wits between top masters was undoubtedly a shot in the arm, invigorating everyone in the Chinese martial arts world!

But those are all senior figures, after all.

Some of them are becoming increasingly arrogant, and they are now in their prime.

However, some senior figures, such as Zhou Sheng of Wudang and Fang Zheng of Chenghai, have long been decaying and nearing the end of their lives due to various reasons. Now, they are unleashing their power to fight each other from afar—this may be the last time they fight each other in their lives.

but,

It was worth it!

If we can protect our descendants and help them advance to the seventh rank, the Han Chinese dynasty will be even safer.

Lu Xingshen was tormented by the psionic tide in mid-air, but there was nothing he could do. As a newly emerged being, he had to smooth over these shocks one by one if he wanted to gain a place in the old order!

After the psionic lightning was completely destroyed, it changed form and turned into gusts of black wind that swept in.

Compared to the domineering thunder, the black wind is extremely subtle and all-pervasive, leaving the usually tough Old Man Lu somewhat at a disadvantage!

But he managed to annihilate all the black winds with his unparalleled sword energy...

But at that moment! An extremely sinister spiritual power emerged from the dissipating black wind, transforming into a black needle that pierced straight at Old Man Lu's brow!

Madam Qian immediately spread her hands, and a gentle force instantly adhered to the black needle!

A muffled groan suddenly echoed from the void, and the power applied to the black needle vanished without a trace.

Lu Xingshen paid no attention to any of this. After the black wind disappeared, layers of translucent flames ignited in the void. This time, no matter how much the Old Man Lu tried to kill, it was to no avail.

The translucent flames enveloped Old Man Lu and entered Old Man Lu body through his pores!

Old Man Lu's previously Qingming Festival and angry eyes suddenly became confused...

Madam Qian said with a heavy heart, "It's Heart Tribulation."

Old Man Lu was upright and never cowardly, nor was he afraid of fighting head-on, but he had a regret in his heart.

That flaw would cost him his life!

Li Yao also became worried. "How can we help him?"

Madam Qian: "I can't help."

As soon as he finished speaking,

The remaining military souls, who were about to head into the shadow space, suddenly stopped. These old comrades looked at each other and communicated silently.

These more than a thousand military spirits were the ones who had followed Lu Xingshen the longest, and were also Lu Xingshen elders and superiors. When they saw Lu Xingshen in trouble, they immediately turned around and went against the tide without hesitation.

"Brothers, let's help that kid one more time."

"Good!"

One man led the way, followed by a thousand souls; the military spirits, radiating a ghostly blue glow, surged into Lu Xingshen! Li Yao clearly saw two lines of tears welling up in Lu Xingshen eye sockets...

First update, writing this was exhausting... Hope you enjoy reading!