Chapter 134: The meaning symbolized by Ye Xuan, the dust of the era will fall

"Woo—"

On the ground, almost all the mutated creatures seemed to feel a fear originating from their bloodlines, unable to help themselves, their limbs breaking as they knelt and prostrated, their heads pressed firmly into the soil.

The entire Qingshan County was like being pressed on the pause button, all living things solidified into humble silhouettes in the cyan light.

"Cough!"

Even Gu Che, Lin Ruoxi, and Shen Mo felt an indescribable suppression.

Although this power was not aimed at them, under this power, even if it just swept over casually, it made them feel like they were carrying a mountain.

The Azure Dragon phantom in the sky circled and stretched its body.

It was a near-perfect Oriental dragon shape, but its whole body was carved like emerald, every dragon scale flowing with the purest cyan light; when it looked down, Gu Che could even feel a fear originating from his soul, as if he would die.

"Has Ye Xuan come?"

Although he didn't know where this Azure Dragon came from, Gu Che instinctively thought of Ye Xuan.

Besides Ye Xuan, he couldn't think of anyone else in Da Xia today who could display such terrifying ability; although Zhong Lao could, if it were Zhong Lao, what should have been condensed were rock spears and rock dragons, not the Azure Dragon phantom before him.

Gu Che thought of Ye Xuan, and Lin Ruoxi and Shen Mo naturally wouldn't fail to think of him.

Lin Ruoxi wiped the bloodstains from the mutated creatures off her face, her eyes reflecting the Azure Dragon phantom covering the sky above the firmament, the corners of her mouth lifting involuntarily:

"Talking about personality surveys, being indifferent to those who don't care."

"But Da Xia, how could it be in the ranks of those who don't care?"

"What Ye Xuan doesn't care about is just you group of superiors who want to control everything in your hands."

"Da Xia is not your Da Xia, but everyone's Da Xia."

Shen Mo felt the trembling of the Hyorinmaru in his hand, the ice dragon behind him gradually dissipating. He looked at the cyan beam of light piercing the sky and earth, a smile appearing on his face involuntarily:

"If it were you, you would definitely be able to do it."

"The faith that brings hope to everyone in despair."

—Ye Xuan had come.

Just this realization was enough to let everyone's tense nerves relax completely.

Although the outcome of this war had been doomed from the moment it started, Ye Xuan's appearance just made this outcome come a little faster.

But, having a supreme powerhouse sitting in town and relying solely on oneself to fight mutated creatures, the feeling is different.

That kind of indescribable confidence doesn't even need Ye Xuan to take action.

As long as he stands there, it is enough to inspire people.

Center of Qingshan County.

Ye Xuan held the Dragon-Slaying Sword, the sword body wrapped in brilliant cyan light, terrifying spiritual power erupting behind him. He stood quietly, surrounded by countless mutated creatures prostrating on the ground, shivering.

The mutated wolf pack whimpered and curled into a ball, the scales of the mutated giant snake kept peeling off due to fear, and even the originally cruel Stage Three mutated creatures were now like being nailed to the ground, unable to even raise their heads.

Ye Xuan's expression was indifferent, his gaze sweeping across this city.

After Bibo City, another human city had been breached.

And unlike the Deep Sea King of Bibo City, Qingshan County was submerged by the beast horde.

But the result was no different.

Although because of the Deep Sea King himself, Bibo City not only suffered no losses in the invasion of dimensional creatures, but instead gained a holder of both a treasure from the cosmos and a character template from the cosmos.

But not every war would be so dramatic; blood, death, and terror are the essence of war.

Ye Xuan lowered his eyes slightly, a trace of coldness flashing in the depths of his eyes.

Although in the current situation, even if he didn't take action, this war would end in a short time.

Three Stage Three combat powers, Gu Che, Shen Mo, and Lin Ruoxi, had arrived, and reinforcements from all sides were arriving one after another; the defeat of the beast horde was just a matter of time.

But—

Since he saw it, how could he turn a blind eye?

Ye Xuan raised the Dragon-Slaying Sword.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth rioted!

The spiritual energy within a radius of several kilometers gathered toward the sword's edge like a hundred rivers returning to the sea; the already brilliant cyan light was now condensed into substance, and dark purple flames emerged around the sword body, fine flames spreading like a spiderweb.

"Hum—!!!"

The Azure Dragon phantom above the firmament let out a world-shaking dragon roar, the ground of the entire Qingshan County trembling in the sound wave, and in an instant, the Azure Dragon phantom dived down!

Wherever the dragon body of several tens of zhang passed, the air was torn into a vacuum channel, and the mutated creatures that first came into contact with the dragon shadow didn't even have time to let out a whimper before they exploded into a sky full of blood mist.

The scorching beast blood was vaporized before it could land, blooming into beautiful red lotuses in the air.

"Boom—!"

The dragon shadow pierced into the center of the beast horde.

With the impact point as the center, a cyan shockwave swept out in a ring shape. Wherever it passed, countless mutated creatures were minced into meat, and mutated birds were torn apart in destruction.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds, thirty seconds, or perhaps just an instant.

I don't know when it started, but the entire battlefield had fallen into deathly silence.

—Total annihilation.

Within Ye Xuan's perception range, there were no more living mutated creatures.

"Has it, ended?"

The superpowered teams that were still fighting mutated creatures around, as well as those survivors who had been rescued from the ruins and had not gone to the shelter for their own reasons, looked at the mutated creature corpses in front of them in a daze, their expressions somewhat confused.

Did the mutated creatures they fought so hard to kill just die so easily?

Their gazes turned to Ye Xuan's position simultaneously.

The morning light fell, plating Ye Xuan's figure with a pale golden outline. He stood there quietly, the cyan halo still remaining around him, light dust flowing around him, reflecting his figure as hazy and distant, as if separated by a layer of sacred curtain.

The surviving people reached out involuntarily, but didn't dare to truly touch, as if the figure in the light was just an illusory projection that would dissipate at a touch.

Ye Xuan turned his head slightly, his peripheral vision sweeping across this devastated battlefield.

Just this simple action made everyone's heart skip a beat—

They saw it.

That kind of indescribable complex emotion.

Ye Xuan looked at the corpses all over the ground, human, mutated creature, those once-vivid lives now turned into footnotes of the era.

He knew this was inevitable.

Just like heavy rain washing the forest, hurricanes sweeping the coast.

In this era of spiritual energy recovery, war and death are hard to avoid.

He understood this truth, even accepting this fact earlier than anyone else.

But even so, when he saw this scene, an indescribable emotion still surged in his heart.

It was not pity for the dead, nor hatred for the mutated creatures.

Perhaps, it was just a sigh for the changes of the era.

The dust of the era, falling on everyone's shoulders, is a mountain.

At this moment, this sentence was truly embodied in reality.

(End of chapter)