67: Immortal Zhang Zhen comes to the world, and thousands of swords are fired to resolve the national disaster!

Jiying Hall!

“What! Sakura Country took the opportunity to launch a sneak attack!?”

“Damn it, I should have thought of it earlier. The First Emperor Ancestor is in a deep slumber, and this despicable country is taking advantage of this opportunity…”

“Evacuate all citizens!”

“Now, the entire nation is ordered! The Southern Military Region and the Northern Military Region will launch a pincer attack, crossing the sea to fight! This time, we must annihilate the Sakura Country!”

Son of Heaven Zhou was furious.

He had given in to the Sakura Country people again and again, but they showed no gratitude.

Give a grain of rice and they are grateful; give a bushel and they become enemies.

“Sakura Country! You wish to perish together! Today, I shall grant your wish!!!”

…“Sword, come!!!”

Zhan Hongchen’s black hair danced wildly, and the entire Imperial Capital was suddenly filled with the clang of metal!

Countless sword blades cut through the air, forming a torrent of steel—

The Dragon Abyss Sword, a national treasure from the Forbidden City Museum, broke out of its scabbard!

The ancient bronze swords on the Great Wall’s beacon towers shattered their icy seals!

Even the cleavers from Wang Mazi’s blacksmith shop in the alley broke free from their chopping boards, transforming into silver meteors streaking across the sky!

“Red Dust Tribulation Sword, Ten Thousand Swords Unleashed!”

A million cold glints converged behind Zhan Hongchen, forming a sword wheel that blotted out the sky.

The strong winds generated by its rotation directly ripped off the roof of the school’s viewing platform.

“Mere Japanese dwarves, how dare you invade my divine land!”

As Zhan Hongchen pointed her sword to the sky, the sword rain transformed into a five-clawed golden dragon, striking directly at the Ten-Fist Sword.

The moment the two forces collided, the space was torn into spiderweb-like black fissures!

Clang—

The Ten-Fist Sword shattered inch by inch! The golden sword light flowed backward, shredding Susanoo’s giant hand into a sky full of blood and rain.

A shrill shriek came from the black clouds: “Baka! How can there be a god descending to the Dragon Country!”

“Scram for this grandpa!”

Li Yunlong suddenly snatched the megaphone and roared:

“Where’s the damn Italian cannon? Blast his mother for me!”

Thirty Dongfeng missiles, trailing flames, suddenly rose from Xishan, precisely drilling into the cloudcrack under the cover of the sword rain.

Mushroom clouds, accompanied by the wails of the Japanese invaders, echoed through the sky. The shockwave caused Liu Feifei’s Tiangang Corpse to immediately kneel and crack!

“If I, an old man, wasn’t only able to stay in the human world for a short while, the Dragon Country! Would surely become a river of blood!!!”

【You have killed “Susanoo”, plundering 50,000 years of lifespan. Please raise the “Right Hand of the God of Death” to collect.】

Zhan Hongchen slowly descended. She had just unleashed Ten Thousand Arrows, consuming too much energy.

At this moment, she was constantly panting, and a fine layer of fragrant sweat appeared on her forehead.

She felt somewhat drained.

Lin Mo quickly picked her up in a princess carry.

“What I just blocked was merely a phantom of the Sakura Country’s ancestor, and his true strength is far from this…”

“Tang Bao, you did well. I’ll buy you more candy when we get home.”

Zhan Hongchen showed a faint smile.

“No need, just a lollipop tonight will do. I saw on TV that eating too much can cause cavities.”

…This nuclear-level disaster, capable of destroying a nation, was thus silently resolved.

It basically caused no losses… and only startled everyone for less than 20 minutes.

“Is this Lin Mo’s strength?”

“The embodiment of an enemy nation’s destiny came here to shatter our mountains and rivers! But he was stopped by a new student who just enrolled?”

“The key is, what kind of Ghost Servant did he summon? His attribute panel is full of question marks!”

“No wonder the two venerable elders of the academies were willing to abandon Liu Feifei, and the two great families, Li Yunlong and Fairy Suxin, became in-laws. This Lin Mo truly has strength!”

…Liu Feifei’s mindset had shattered beyond repair, cracked beyond mending.

Lin Mo!

This man who fiercely trampled on her dignity!

He left her honor shattered on the ground, impossible to pick up… But why did her heart still… couldn’t forget the days he bought her sanitary pads in the middle of the night.

Damn it.

Lin Mo, you are so outstanding, why didn’t you show it half a year earlier?!

If I had known sooner, I wouldn’t have made so many mistakes… You clearly have such powerful strength, yet you always appeared ordinary and unremarkable in front of me.

Could it be that the whole world was a play you put on for me?

Why?

Why hurt me like this?!

Liu Feifei’s tears fell like rain, her heart cut by a knife.

She regretted not cherishing the person who once loved her… Her knees were even buried in the muddy ground.

Suddenly.

Two searchlights shone over.

A middle-aged man wearing a peaked cap and smoking a cigarette walked over.

He showed his ID.

“I am Qi Tongwei, Director of Public Security Department from the Handong Province Public Security Department. After lurking for so long, if you hadn’t exposed yourself this time, we really might not have caught you.”

Liu Feifei was startled! Just as she was about to get up and run, she was tackled to the ground by plainclothes officers who had been ambushed in advance!

“Don’t bother, you killed your parents to practice the Tiangang Corpse. The evidence is conclusive. Come with us for interrogation…”

“No! I don’t want to! I want to marry Lin Mo! I am his goddess! I am his perfect goddess!”

Qi Tongwei, Director of Public Security Department finished the cigarette in his hand.

He exhaled a smoke ring… and sighed: “Since ancient times, heroes have often been accompanied by beautiful women. Unfortunately, my luck is bad; even heroes must kneel before power…”

“Lin Mo, you are truly my idol!”

…After a small interlude… Lin Xinwan: “Lin Mo, quickly bring your handbook. I’ve stamped it approved. You don’t need to live in the dorms after enrollment. Our mom has a villa at the school. You can just live with me in the principal’s villa.”

Li Ruonan: “!!!!!!”

No.

So many people.

You’re not even pretending anymore, just showing your hand directly!

Li Ruonan: “Come, let’s go see Grandpa. Grandpa recently retired and lives outside the Great Wall of Jiebei. The scenery there is beautiful, the air is good, and you can also admire 5000 elites!”

For a moment, Lin Xinwan pulled Lin Mo’s left arm.

Li Ruonan pulled Lin Mo’s right arm.

This put him in a difficult position, caught between two choices.

Under the watchful eyes of all.

So many students were watching.

And they were the two venerable elders of the South and North Academies!

Fairy Suxin: “You two professors! Stop making a scene here!”

With a wave of her hand, eighteen water spirits followed behind her, and the statue of the Patriarch was carried over.

Beneath the statue was a golden token.

Fairy Suxin lit three incense sticks and carefully took it down.

She announced publicly.

“Lin Mo, heed my command! I, Fairy Suxin! Principal of the Royal Academy, 76th generation Vice Sect Master of Maoshan!!!”

“Hereby officially recommend you as the Sect Master of Maoshan!”

Instantly, Fairy Suxin and the Maoshan elders holding important positions in the school behind her simultaneously knelt down.

“Please, Sect Master Lin Mo, accept the order!”

The sound reverberated across the fields, and a solemn atmosphere enveloped the entire venue.

The entire audience was suffocated.

Suffocated.

Petrified.

Turned to dust… All the students were once again dumbfounded.

As if struck by divine lightning, crumbling into dust, trembling uncontrollably.

“This… one second he was the husband and student fought over by two beautiful venerable academy heads, and the next second he was appointed as the Maoshan Sect Master by the principal!”

“This Lin Mo…”

Someone recognized him!

And immediately shouted in shock!

“I know! The Ghost Servant Lin Mo summoned just now! It was precisely the Maoshan Patriarch on the statue! Zhan Hongchen!”

A bolt from the blue!

Instantly… another round of suffocation, petrification, and crumbling into dust…