My Wife is A Sword God

Chapter 828: Gathering of Strength

“I heard His call,” the Heavenly soul in the broken world looked towards a certain direction, which was the direction of the mortal world.

“How long has it been?” a mysterious voice asked.

“Nearly a year, He is about to come out.”

“The Three Realms are currently in turmoil, to restart the Three Realms, only the final key is missing.”

Heavenly soul looked at the strand of black and gold light in its hand and said, “He is summoning this thing to break the final seal.”

…

In the Immortal Realm, the Heavenly Emperor glanced at the Destiny Monument with a complex expression.

The cracks on it were densely covered, containing countless names of Gods and Demons. Now, in the Immortal Realm, only one in ten of the remaining powers remained unaffected.

The sky resembled a shattered mirror, behind each crack was a scene of red and darkness interwoven, which was the original appearance of the world. After all, the world was born from chaos.

The City God walked over and looked up at the Heavenly Dao, “The Heavenly Dao of the Immortal Realm is becoming increasingly chaotic, this world is about to collapse. Does this mean that He is about to come out?”

The Heavenly Emperor did not answer. When the mysterious invasion occurred and Gods and Demons descended, he foresaw the future, and his remnant soul infiltrated the mortal world seeking a solution.

But he could only watch helplessly as he became a pawn in an endless cycle of time, unable to control the chessboard.

He knew that everything was within His calculations.

Until Qin Feng appeared, leading him out of the chessboard, allowing him to regain his memories, letting him know that Xuan Yi was the Heavenly Emperor.

If there were any variables in the predetermined future, Qin Feng was the only one.

So the Heavenly Tower National Teacher, his friend in the mortal world, used his own life to delay the last moments for the Three Realms.

With a wave of his hand in the white robe of Heaven and Earth, scenes of Qin Feng’s constant turbulence in the Yellow Springs appeared.

The City God clearly recognized that boy, his expression filled with puzzlement and shock, “He…”

“The final moment is approaching, boy, will you make it in time?” The Heavenly Emperor sighed softly, then pointed at the void in front of him opening a crack connecting to the mortal world.

“Heavenly Emperor, what are you planning to do?”

“Something has to be done, right?”

…

In the Netherworld Netherworld Realm, due to the flooding of the Yellow Springs, the space available for movement was getting smaller and smaller.

The bone-corroding flames and life-devouring Yellow Springs constantly threatened the lives of the beings in the Netherworld Realm.

Even though the Ghost Lord led the Ghost Emperor and the Ghost Generals to resist fiercely, they couldn’t change the current situation. They could only watch the world struggling and sinking like a drowning person.

Zhao Wenhao said in a deep voice, “Ghost Lord, the Netherworld Realm is already in dire straits. Should we go through the Gate of Hell to break through?”

It seemed like the mortal world was the last straw they could grasp.

“No need to waste your efforts,” Qin Jian’an frowned.

“What do you mean?” Zhang Heng and others turned to look at him. Regarding the current situation of the Gate of Hell, no one should be clearer than Qin Jian’an, the Southern Ghost Emperor.

Qin Jian’an said sadly, “The Abyss of the Southern Region has already swallowed the location of the Gate of Hell. If anyone dares to step through the Gate of Hell to break through, they will lose their sense of flesh and soul, which is no different from death.”

“It has come to this?” Zhao Wenhao exclaimed.

“The current Three Realms are like grasshoppers on a rope, all suffering if one suffers.”

The crowd fell silent, and the atmosphere became heavy.

At this moment, the Ghost Lord stood up, and the surging ghostly aura entered her body, transforming her from a delicate and weak girl who could be easily pushed down into a stunning and majestic beauty with long legs.

Everyone looked at her, puzzled by her words.

“Since it’s the final moment, let this lord meet the one who created the Netherworld Realm, to see what kind of power he possesses.”

…

In the mortal world, the once prosperous Imperial City now appeared desolate, with only few people seen on the streets. Over the past year, successive natural disasters and man-made calamities had left the land riddled with wounds.

The Dragon Sealing Stele, which suppressed the Dragon Veins of various realms, was shattered by an unknown force, and the power connecting the Dragon Veins to Imperial City was thus cut off.

Everyone knew that an invisible terror had gripped the throat of this realm, and doomsday was imminent.

As the current Emperor, Emperor Ming naturally knew what existed beneath Imperial City.

Therefore, half a year ago, he began to evacuate the people of Imperial City, getting them away from this place of danger.

This would be the final battleground!

“Your Majesty,” the members of the Prison Department said, clasping their fists respectfully.

Following that, people from the Prison Department continued to enter one after another.

“The commanders of the Four Regions Demon Slaying Department and the Twelve Divine Generals are in position. The disciples of the Heavenly Tower National Teacher are stationed outside Imperial City, ready to unleash the Immortal Technique—’Seeing Flowers in the Mist’ to envelop the entire city.”

“The Heavenly Pool Dragon Clan has arrived.”

“The Asura Clan has arrived.”

“The Rakshasa Clan has arrived.”

“The Coffin Tomb Family has arrived.”

“More than seventy percent of the Transcendence Realm beings in this realm are willing to assist us.”

“The citizens of Imperial City have boarded the Elder Divine Workshop’s mobile castle and moved away from here.”

Now, the strongest forces in this realm had gathered in Imperial City, all for the final battle!

“Everything is ready, Your Majesty, please move elsewhere!” A member from the Prison Department spoke again.

Imperial City was too dangerous. Anyone could guess that the culprit behind the upheaval of the Three Realms could emerge at any moment. Emperor Ming couldn’t be allowed to be in danger.

However, no one expected Emperor Ming to just wave his hand and calmly reply, “As long as the city stands, so do the people. If the city falls, so do the people.”

How could he allow the foundation built by his ancestors over thousands of years to be destroyed by his own hands?

“Your Majesty, this must not be!” Eunuch Li was extremely anxious.

“My mind is made up. Summon princes, I have something to say to them.”

As the absolute ruler, his words were law.

Eunuch Li opened his mouth, but eventually withdrew with tears in his eyes.

Emperor Ming looked at the Xuanyuan Divine Slaying Sword in the painting and his thoughts became more determined.

However, he failed to notice that on the Floating Dragon Hall’s Coiling Dragon Pillar, the last remaining sleeping dragon slowly opened its eyes.

In the Qin Residence, the place was deserted.

Only a few figures remained in Qin Feng’s room.

Anya looked at the body of her husband with a worried expression. Over the past year, despite exhausting all methods to nourish his body, he had become nothing but skin and bones, nearing the end of his life.

She and Cang Feilan had originally intended to leave with Qin Feng’s body along with the people in the city.

But who would have thought that an inexplicable force seemed to be like shackles, firmly nailing Qin Feng’s body to Imperial City, making it impossible to take him away!

Until an old man with white hair and black beard saw this scene, his expression was serious, leaving only a sentence, “That guy wants to change his body!”

Anya and the others didn’t know who the old man was referring to, but they understood the seriousness of the situation. After persuading the others in the Qin Residence to leave, they stayed behind, determined to protect Qin Feng’s body.

“Sister Feilan, when do you think Sister Jianli will come back? It’s been two months since we’ve heard from her. I’m getting worried,” Anya said uneasily.

Cang Feilan shook her head, “With Sister Jianli’s strength, nothing should happen to her.”

In this year of disasters, Liu Jianli’s name had resounded throughout The Great Qian, and the title of Sword God had become famous.

But recently, she had suddenly disappeared and hadn’t been seen since.

Some said she had been severely injured and sought a place to recuperate, while others said she had been invaded by corpse poison and had already perished.

But Cang Feilan firmly believed that as long as Qin Feng was still alive, even if Sister Jianli died, she would die by Qin Feng’s side.

She will definitely come back… Cang Feilan looked at Qin Feng’s pale face and kept thinking in her heart.

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