blueteamnovel Chapter 240 The Belief And Unyielding Will Of The Leader Of The Dark God Guard
Chapter 240 The Belief And Unyielding Will Of The Leader Of The Dark God Guard
The battle in Chang'an City continues.
Mountains of corpses, rivers of blood, severed limbs and arms, various screams and pleas for mercy resound through the sky.
The contrast with the quiet and peaceful atmosphere inside the palace is stark, like a purgatory.
Above the Zhao Mansion, sword lights fill the sky, electric currents crisscross, terrifying energy overflows, constantly impacting the void, deafening explosions reverberate in all directions.
Some of the nearby civilians are even shaken to the point of spewing blood from their seven orifices, falling to the ground.
The clashes between the strong are too destructive.
"Roar!"
A terrifying dragon-shaped phantom swoops down from a distance, its huge claws fiercely smashing towards a black figure below.
The dragon claw cuts through the shattering void, leaving behind a black mark, the air violently ripples like a lake stirred up by ripples.
"Bang!"
The black figure shoots out from its position, crashing heavily to the ground, shattering the tiles.
His body is covered in wounds, blood staining his entire body, looking extremely miserable.
It is Li Hanshan, the leader of the Dark God Guards.
"Damn... What kind of demonic path is this, to make him become so powerful..."
Li Hanshan looks up at the dragon-shaped phantom hovering in the air, his expression gloomy, his eyes filled with anger.
He thought he could easily wipe out those aristocratic families.
But he didn't expect that the head of the Zhao Family still had such means, sacrificing his own flesh and blood to transform into this dragon-shaped phantom, increasing his strength several times over.
Originally, he could still hold his ground, even if he couldn't do anything to the other party for a while, he wouldn't fall into a disadvantage.
But this dragon-shaped phantom can absorb blood and strengthen itself.
All the blood produced by the deaths of the Zhao Family members has been absorbed by this dragon-shaped phantom.
In this way, he is completely helpless against this dragon-shaped phantom, and now he is frequently at a disadvantage.
"Poof!"
Li Hanshan spits out a mouthful of congealed blood, his expression becoming much weaker.
"Hehehe, little brat, with just your meager skills, you dare to be so arrogant in our Zhao Family?"
The dragon-shaped phantom opens its blood-filled mouth, emitting a sharp and ear-piercing laughter, sinister and terrifying.
Li Hanshan's face turns ashen, gritting his teeth and saying, "Zhao Tianyao, this is Great Qin, do you think you can escape?"
"Hahaha! Just a Great Qin, how can it trap me?"
Zhao Tianyao laughs loudly, unrivaled arrogance, proudly saying, "Once I break free, I will definitely slaughter millions, flatten Chang'an, and destroy the Great Qin royal family, making the entire Great Qin accompany us in death!"
"Delusional!" Li Hanshan angrily curses, "You think you can destroy the Great Qin with just you?"
"Hmph, I may not be able to do it, but someone else definitely can!" Zhao Tianyao sneers, his voice filled with satisfaction, as if he is venting a long-held grudge.
At this moment, he thinks of the mysterious person who taught him this technique, a strong sense of awe surges in his heart, and an inexplicable confidence rises, as if he has gained some assurance.
Li Hanshan's brows furrow, his gaze flickering a few times.
But before he can ask anything, Zhao Tianyao's words suddenly change, "But for now, let me send you to the Western Heaven!"
With a cold voice, the dragon-shaped phantom dives down, rushing towards Li Hanshan to kill him!
Li Hanshan's pupils contract, immediately displaying his martial skills to resist the dragon-shaped phantom.
However, it is useless.
The massive body of the dragon-shaped phantom presses down like a mountain, with just one move, Li Hanshan's body suffers heavy injuries, continuously spitting out blood!
"Boom!"
The dragon-shaped phantom opens its mouth wide, madly attacking Li Hanshan, its huge claws waving, thunder flashing, destroying the heavens and earth.
Li Hanshan desperately resists, enduring countless attacks on his body, covered in scales, his breath becoming weaker, standing unsteadily.
"No, I can't fall... I can't... I can't disappoint His Majesty's trust in me..."
Li Hanshan struggles to lift his head, his gaze firm, staring unwaveringly at the dragon-shaped phantom, not retreating a step.
This is the task His Majesty entrusted to him, he will never allow himself to fail.
Even if his bones are shattered, even if his meridians are destroyed, as long as there is a glimmer of life, he will complete the task.
"Heh, truly worthy of being the leader of the Dark God Guards, even after suffering such heavy injuries, you still refuse to submit..."
(Note: The translation provided is a direct translation of the Chinese text. It is important to note that the translation may not capture the full cultural or literary nuances of the original text.)
Above the void, Zhao Tianyao squinted his eyes, a playful smile forming at the corner of his mouth, and slowly said, "It's a pity... that you've encountered me!"
Before the words fell, the space around Zhao Tianyao distorted, and he instantly disappeared, appearing in front of Li Hanshan the next moment.
Li Hanshan, seeing this, did not dodge or retreat. Covered in blood, his eyes were filled with determination.
He bit his tongue, spraying a golden blood into the silver blade in his hand.
In an instant, his momentum soared, reaching its peak in an instant. The temperature dropped sharply, and the withered branches and fallen leaves on the ground were instantly frozen.
"The Sword Art of Beheading the Heavens!"
Li Hanshan's eyes turned crimson as he tightly gripped the silver blade in his hand. The sharp sword light flickered as he swung a dazzling and brilliant sword, facing the dragon-shaped illusion.
Suddenly, a chilling cold wind swept through the heavens and the earth. The spiritual energy of the world surged and turned into countless snow-white blades, covering Zhao Tianyao.
"Uh-oh!" The dragon-shaped illusion formed by Zhao Tianyao trembled all over, feeling extremely uneasy.
Faced with this fierce attack, he couldn't even dodge.
This one sword contained all of Li Hanshan's lifelong strength.
Although the dragon-shaped illusion formed by Zhao Tianyao possessed strong defense and speed, it was completely helpless against such a sword. It could only watch as the sword light approached.
The overwhelming and chilling saber qi descended from the sky, instantly piercing through its body.
"Buzz buzz buzz!"
Suddenly, a strange buzzing sound rang out in the heavens and the earth.
Immediately after, the sky dimmed, and the sun, moon, and stars appeared together.
A celestial phenomenon suddenly changed!
Above the sky, the wind roared and the clouds surged, obscuring the sky.
Whoosh!
Heavy rain poured down.
The pouring rain drenched Li Hanshan, but he seemed oblivious to it.
He stared fixedly at the dragon-shaped illusion, his expression resolute.
In the next moment, the dragon-shaped illusion instantly collapsed.
A strand of dark red mist drifted down from mid-air.
"Boom!"
Thunder roared, and a strong wind blew.
The heavens and the earth suddenly plunged into boundless darkness, with visibility reduced to zero.
Li Hanshan stared blankly at the scene before him, murmuring, "Is it dead?!"
After a while, the darkness gradually dissipated.
The sky brightened once again.
Li Hanshan stared blankly ahead, where the dragon-shaped illusion no longer existed.
Only a pool of foul-smelling, viscous dark red liquid on the ground reminded him of what had just happened.
"Finally... dead..."
Li Hanshan sat on the ground, panting heavily.
His face was as pale as paper, and his breath was extremely weak.
Although his battle had ended, the battle within the Zhao Residence was far from over.
Using his sword as support, Li Hanshan dragged his exhausted body and entered the Zhao Residence.
At this moment, the vast Zhao Residence was filled with corpses, and the ground was stained red with blood.
Some powerful family heads were still resisting in desperation, and some were even about to break through the encirclement.
Li Hanshan's gaze turned cold as he raised his sword and continued to join the battle.
...
Deep within the Unending Palace.
Mist lingered in the bath, and hot steam rose from the water's surface, ethereal and hazy, like a fairyland detached from the world.
This bath covered a vast area and was Qin Mu's place for indulging in food and pleasure.
At this moment, in the misty surroundings, only two figures slowly approached.