Chapter 45: Young Master

The swords of the Daxia Clan, the swords of the Central Plains, all stood behind Lin Chao.

There were bronze swords, iron swords covered in rust, and swords that had not yet been sharpened...

Ten thousand swords; it could be said that the swords of the entire Great Cang were gathered here.

Lin Chao looked at the giant lizard in front of him, his expression unreadable.

This giant lizard was covered in golden threads that ordinary people could not see.

Countless golden threads connected together, covering it like Golden Armor.

Cang Jun looked at the scene before him, a moved expression appearing on his face.

Inside his body, a strange voice suddenly rang out.

It was the voice of an old man; his voice was very peculiar, speaking in very broken Daxia Language.

"This world is indeed different.

Supernatural Power does not manifest; it must be a desolate world."

The other voice inside Cang Jun's body was excited and incomparably fanatical.

An intense killing intent appeared in Cang Jun's eyes.

"Heavenly Mandate is with me; I am the Heavenly Mandate!

Even if you know Supernatural Power and Daoist Method, how can you kill me?"

Facing the ten thousand swords, Cang Jun was completely unafraid.

His true form, when faced with such Supernatural Power and Daoist Method, was as fragile as paper.

However, the Heavenly Mandate was the best defense.

"Is that so?"

Lin Chao held the Dao Sword, and the ten thousand swords moved with him.

"Today, I sever your heavenly secrets!

Returning the Heavenly Mandate to the people of the world!"

Suddenly, the ten thousand swords took flight.

Above these ten thousand swords, whether they were ordinary swords or swords of blood and slaughter, they all radiated a terrifying aura at this moment.

At this time, they became the sharpest swords in the world; there was nothing they could not sever, nothing they could not cut!

The ten thousand swords flew forth, and a look of terror appeared on Cang Jun's face.

"Severing heavenly secrets?"

He had not expected that he would actually be able to see such a sword.

The golden threads wrapped around his body were the Heavenly Mandate, indestructible.

However, as the Flying Sword swept past, this Heavenly Mandate was rapidly severed at this moment.

The golden threads snapped, dancing across the sky.

The peerless aura on the giant lizard's body plummeted with a boom.

Above the sky, there were dancing golden threads everywhere.

A rain also fell upon the glorious Daxia.

What fell was rain, but it was also the Heavenly Mandate.

Lin Chao severed the heavenly secrets with one sword, returning the Heavenly Mandate to the people of the world.

"No!"

An angry expression appeared on Cang Jun's ugly face.

"My ten-thousand-generation dynasty!"

The giant lizard charged toward Lin Chao.

Even without the golden threads protecting his body, he was still an incomparably powerful monster, far stronger than an Ordinary Extraordinary Person.

"The Cang has perished, the Yellow shall rise.

Cang Jun, please go and die."

Lin Chao radiated a terrifying aura, and with one sword strike, Cang Jun's massive body plummeted with a boom.

His entire person also transformed into human form at this moment.

Cang Jun looked at Lin Chao, his lips pale.

His ten-thousand-generation dynasty, his lifelong pursuit, had all been annihilated.

"Lin Ping, I curse you to suffer the agony of reincarnation for all eternity, and to never meet a good end in any life."

"I'll take your kind words." Lin Chao smiled.

The Dao Sword left its sheath, piercing into Cang Jun's heart with one strike.

A look of immense unwillingness appeared on Cang Jun's face, and finally, he perished, his aura completely extinguished.

Everything seemed to have ended.

But at this moment, Cang Jun's body moved; he opened his eyes, and the other soul within his body awakened: "You think you have won?"

Lin Chao looked at Cang Jun, a curious expression appearing on his face: "You are the owner of the Canglong Stone?"

"You have some discernment." A crazed expression appeared on Cang Jun's face, "Lin Ping, when the 'Yi' run rampant, that will be the time for me, the Bronze King, to descend upon your world."

Lin Chao frowned.

"I am afraid the 'Yi' will not run rampant."

"Lin Ping, I know you; this sword is very strong, somewhat similar to the Supernatural Power and Daoist Method of the immortals.

However, even if you sever all the 'Yi' and pinch off the contamination.

The seeds of the 'Yi' have already been planted; within two thousand years, I will definitely descend upon your world!"

This world shall belong to me!

Two thousand years later, you are dead; who can stop me?"

Cang Jun laughed maniacally.

Lin Chao slashed with his sword, directly shredding his throat.

The aura of the Bronze King vanished in an instant.

Lin Chao fell into deep thought.

He looked up at the swords that had fallen to the ground: "You may return."

These swords trembled slightly, emitting a sword hum.

Ten thousand swords hummed in unison, finally taking flight to return to the distance.

A light rain fell from the sky, and the entire Great Cang Imperial Palace caught Fire at this very moment.

Suddenly, a sound of falling came from nearby.

Lin Chao glanced over; Lian Guifei had leaped down from the high platform, ending her life with a smile on her face.

Lin Chao felt puzzled.

He remembered that in history, Cang Jun was foolish and corrupt, but when he died, there was still a Noble Consort who leaped from a high platform for him.

This love was moving and tragic, praised by later generations.

Now it seemed that what Lian Guifei jumped for was not so-called love, but the Great Cang.

The Great Cang was not perfect, even tyrannical, but in the eyes of certain vested interests, it remained the only one.

They of the old era were only willing to live in the past.

"Extraordinary... two thousand years..."

Lin Chao recalled the words of the Bronze King, his gaze becoming profound.

In March of 1379 AD, a meteor fell into the Cang Imperial Palace; Cang Jun encountered Fire and was burned, and the imperial palace fell into chaos.

In April, the Yellow Turban Army invaded Kyoto, the entire civil and military court surrendered, the Great Cang was in utter chaos and finally perished; Huang Xianyuan ascended the throne as emperor, establishing the Huang Dynasty.

In June, the Emperor arrived at Beiling City, established the Dan Sword Sect as the state religion, and performed the Feng Mountain sacrifice at Dan Mountain.

At this moment, the world underwent a tremendous change.

The figure of Lin Chao also vanished from sight.

The Dan Sword Sect, the Sanji Sect, and the Huang Dynasty all sent people to search, but none found news or traces of Lin Ping.

An old fisherman in Qingzhou said he once saw a man in a Green Robe fishing with a straight hook and no bait.

A minor official in Nanshan said he once saw a man in white robes in the deep mountains plucking a peach branch to use as a sword, cutting down a spring breeze and snow.

The figure of Lin Chao disappeared just like that.

In the fifth year of the Huang reign, a lucky omen suddenly appeared at Taiqing Mountain; a giant earth dragon emerged, growing two horns.

The local government was overjoyed and wished to present the lucky omen.

As a result, a Green Robe Swordsman appeared and severed its two horns.

"It is finally over."

Lin Chao's gaze was calm.

Every contingency left behind by the Bronze King had been severed by him.

In the world, there were no longer any Extraordinary Persons.

Mo Fengxue, Zhang Daolin, and others also became Ordinary people, or perhaps just slightly stronger martial artists.

In this world, only Lin Chao remained as an Extraordinary Person.

Possessing the No-Refusal Dao Heart, he still retained his power.

The root of his power was not Extraordinary arts at all.

"It is time to go and see this world."

Lin Chao's figure vanished, completely hidden within the jianghu.

He had been to the South Sea Shore, high mountains in the clouds, and searched through ancient ruins, gaining a little something.

Fifty years later, on Taiqing Mountain, thunder suddenly erupted, dragons and snakes entwined, and an Immortal in white robes holding a long sword shattered the dragons and snakes, Shattering the Void and departing.

At the Sanji Sect, a white-haired old woman looked at the letter in her hand, frail and aged, a sigh of nostalgia appearing on her face: "Young Master..."

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