[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn":3,"chapter-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-208":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Thirteen Years as King of the Great Song, I Learned I Was the Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2271903,4437,"Chapter 208: The Illusion Yin Outer Finger, Zhao Ti","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-208",208,"\u003Cp>Zhao Ti’s Dragon and Elephant Samadhi Power had long ago reached the tenth layer’s perfect completion, nearing the eleventh layer without limit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This palm strike was far beyond Huo Linglong’s ninth-layer perfection; a continuous rumbling echoed, dragon roars and elephant bellows surged violently, shaking without end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monk, relying on his golden aura that repelled external force and resisted all poisons, saw Zhao Ti’s powerful palm and paled—but still did not dodge or retreat, charging forward like an ancient beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This palm struck directly into the monk’s body, and the monk let out\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All the years of bitterness and grievance burst forth in this moment; Yan Zhen did not interrupt her, but let her vent fully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With purpose, Lü Fang had long sought to cultivate inside agents in Shouchun; under prolonged observation by Huo Chen and him, they selected Wei Yin, the magistrate of Shouchun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qu Ying nodded, but unfortunately, there were no three-wheeled carts yet—if there had been one, it would have been more convenient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Macardo was now outside a secret chamber beneath the Terravat tribe’s underground world, assisting the Terravat people in final adjustments to the Thunder Warrior weapon production line.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How cunning— one appears openly, another lurks in shadow; perhaps there’s even a third nearby ready to connect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They love coming, don’t they? Cheng Huihui treated them as laborers, making sure they never had it easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her heart felt as if pierced by an invisible thing, leaving a gaping hole through which cold wind howled inward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Nan Yan’s view, the most pitiful one who could utter such words was the child in Song Yihuan’s womb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Zhen planned to hang it where one could see it immediately upon entering, making it most visible—as if showing off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The door suddenly opened; the old man’s hand came down, but was blocked by a strong hand that gently pushed it aside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing my retreating answer, Yang Nai’s expression instantly transformed into a face beaming with smiles, utterly delighted—as if all that had come before had been merely a dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sword Dragon struck the twisted black hole again; its immense devouring force swallowed the Sword Dragon whole. In moments, everything vanished completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shou Tianhong spotted the gap within the black Wen , his entire power surging wildly; the next instant, a pillar of energy shot skyward, two figures flew backward—Shou Tianhong staggered to a halt in disarray, while Shen Cong sprayed blood across the sky, a piercing wound carved through his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing these surveillance devices, Wu Fei’s lips curled in a cold sneer; he fired without hesitation. A gunshot rang out, bullets flew wildly, striking the cameras—the faint glow on the tree vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ye Ling did not hesitate to send mental commands to the three spirit beasts and followed them into the northern marsh of Donglingze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After finishing the glass of wine, the time for free conversation and dining began; Bai Lanxue led Allen around to toast everyone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shen Cong saw nothing before him—his fist still struck out. Frenzied, impulsive, utterly devoid of reason, hating his own uselessness! Negative emotions swirled around Shen Cong’s heart; the Dark Night Life Spring boiled completely, his soul sea already plunged into darkness, the King’s Blade Soul quivered incessantly yet remained powerless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enemy forces approaching! All on alert!” Xu Ziling shouted before the camp; the soldiers had long been asleep, but upon hearing this, they leapt up instantly—the camp erupted into chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wuuuuuu. The soft girl glanced at me, took a few more steps back, and kept crying. I was instantly covered in black lines—am I really that terrifying?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So I shook my head again. Then I stood up, bowed lightly to the weavers and others, and prepared to leave; Ye Yue quietly rose as well and walked with me.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The more he sensed, the heavier Wu Yuan’s heart grew; he felt every thought, and the emotions within them seemed to infect him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the time, he heard this and assumed the severely injured person Su Ying mentioned was Zuo Chengyi, and wrongly believed she had fallen in love with Zuo Chengyi.\u003C\u002Fp>",681,"2026-06-19T22:30:32.558Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","1b94503ab375f7bee6709c319768e422c7cc1cda2b7a0e7d23461ac70272886e","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-209","thirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-chapter-207",270,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthirteen-years-as-king-of-the-great-song-i-learn-cover.jpg"]