Chapter 979

"Is it real? Is it an illusion?"

Meng Tian was filled with doubt.

Han Fei first looked at that strange world, then suddenly remembered something.

He discovered that, at some point, Su Xuan, who had been standing not far from him, had disappeared.

An answer immediately formed in his heart.

At the same time, he could not help but feel a sense of shock.

If he hadn't linked some things together through Ying Zheng's resonant voice that had carried far away, and subsequently formed some guesses about Su Xuan, he truly would not have noticed that Su Xuan had vanished.

"Sure enough, this is your handiwork again!"

Su Xuan's disappearance confirmed one thing for Han Fei: this abruptly appearing strange world was likely not the true Immortal Realm, but one created by Su Xuan.

Earlier, when Ying Zheng's voice carried far away, seemingly reaching the foot of Mount Taishan and the ears of the commoners nearby, Han Fei was certain that Su Xuan was using this to establish Ying Zheng's authority.

Now, Ying Zheng had taken an oath, and this change had occurred. Han Fei was very curious about what Su Xuan would do next.

Soon, he found out.

In the strange world, a middle-aged man with a majestic aura rode a dragon, and finally, his figure passed through the rift, coming from the strange world into this one. He hovered high in the sky, and looking from afar, the figure of the azure dragon was lifelike, giving a terrifying sense of deterrence.

Immediately after, the figure drew the divine sword he carried.

With the appearance of this sword, everyone felt their shoulders sink.

This was the peak of Mount Taishan, but after the sword appeared, everyone felt as if everything had been turned upside down, as if Mount Taishan were pressing down upon them.

The heavy pressure was not only on their bodies but also in their souls and bloodlines. A sense of trembling originating from their souls and bloodlines welled up.

Even so, everyone still stared under the immense pressure, watching the figure riding the dragon high in the sky.

Why did the other party draw their sword?

Was it to inflict divine punishment upon the Emperor?

Some guessed secretly.

Meng Tian and the others were even more on guard; even if the other party were a legendary god, if they dared to harm the Emperor, he would dare to fight them.

Seeing the other party draw their sword, Meng Tian and the many military generals immediately prepared to protect Ying Zheng.

But reality exceeded their expectations.

They saw the figure on the dragon's head gently toss the sword in their hand. In an instant, the sword turned into a golden stream of light, carrying an incomparable and immeasurable force as it flew down from the high sky, falling toward Ying Zheng.

As the sword was about to reach Ying Zheng, its falling speed slowed, the golden light vanished, and it turned into an ordinary-looking long sword, hovering before Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng seemed to have anticipated this; without hesitation, he reached out and grasped the long sword hovering before him.

As his palm grasped the sword, golden light burst forth once more.

He raised the long sword to the sky, the golden light like a divine rainbow, piercing straight into the firmament.

High in the sky, the figure on the dragon's back nodded slightly, cast a smile toward Ying Zheng below, then rode the dragon back into the strange world, disappearing completely.

Afterward, at the peak of Mount Taishan, only the immeasurable light released by the divine sword in Ying Zheng's hand flickered.

When the light dissipated, everyone looked at the true appearance of the sword in Ying Zheng's hand. Even from a distance, they could see it clearly.

They saw that one side of the sword was engraved with mountains, rivers, grass, and trees, while the other side was engraved with the sun, moon, and stars.

Suddenly, someone recognized the sword, and their body trembled once again. ===== CHAPTER 981 =====