Chapter 862: Myth Originating from the Distant Ancient Nation of Cathay!

The voice had barely faded when, peering into the far distance, one could discern upon the foremost French warship a gathering of over twenty individuals, comprising both martial artists and cultivators. Some stood unyielding at the bow, swords slung at their waists, allowing the wild, fierce sea winds to buffet their faces; others stood with a massive crucifix erected before them, clad in the thick attire of the Far Western Snowfields complete with pristine white snow-fox felt hats, their gazes fixed upon the deep recesses of the ocean; still others held a length of black satin ribbon in both hands, already beginning to bind it over their eyes...

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And at this very moment, on the other side, stood the East Continent New Shop.

On this day, Jiang Xiaoyue had just finished playing her game and was joyfully walking out of the shop alongside a large contingent of elders and disciples from the Haotian Sect, discussing the day’s games and television dramas as they went.

They had only just pushed open the shop door.

A violent gale, laden with sand and dust, came billowing toward them, while in the sky above, a celebratory cloud billowing with purple aura blotted out the sun.

Looking up, one could faintly discern a dense, bustling throng of heads and fluttering banners—it was entirely the military forces of the Sea of Ten Thousand Immortals.

Furthermore, immortal generals stood majestically amidst them as black dragons soared into the air and golden light dazzled the eyes; two rays of grim, piercing gaze fell upon the earth, striking the soul and striking stark terror into the hearts of men.

"This... this!?" Several Haotian Sect disciples, having never witnessed such a display before, recoiled repeatedly in sheer horror.

Stumbling back a few paces, they nearly fell flat upon the ground.

Immediately following this, several bolts of startled thunder suddenly erupted from the vast, rolling purple clouds, crashing down into the crowd.

Rumble!

This sudden and unexpected turn of events left almost no one with time to react, and instantly a chorus of startled cries broke out as people scrambled to flee. The disciples scattered in flight, sustaining injuries, and several bolts of purple immortal thunder even hurtled directly toward the eldest disciple, Yu Yin, as well as Yue Bai and a few other exchange students.

How could such spells possibly be evaded by these disciples? The surrounding disciples, even if only grazed by the slightest margin, were all severely wounded, to say nothing of those bearing the brunt of the onslaught!

Right at that moment, a petite figure flashed past in the blink of an eye!

The thunderous light deflected, crashing into the adjacent ground, and in an instant, as if the earth were splitting and the heavens collapsing, a profoundly deep crater was blasted into existence!

"Xiaoyue!" several people cried out in alarm, noting that Jiang Xiaoyue's face had turned slightly pale.

"You possess some ability after all!" A mocking laugh echoed from the sky. "Let us see if you can still withstand this strike!?"

Even as the voice spoke, a bolt of purple thunderous serpent, far thicker than the previous one, came crashing down toward Jiang Xiaoyue.

"Xiaoyue, watch out—!" Even the elders in the distance turned pale with fright.

At this precise instant, the shop door behind them suddenly swung wide open, and a streak of azure radiance, like a shaft of profound ice, shot downward. That purple thunderous light was actually struck down in mid-air, dissolving into a blinding torrent of purple energy that swept across all four directions!

The scattered thunderous light, however, encountered that azure radiance and retreated three paces, harming no one in the slightest.

Only then did a figure appear, holding a box of Fragrant Chicken; having just finished eating, he casually tossed the box into the nearby trash can and walked out of the shop.

"Boss!?" Everyone turned around in pleasant surprise—who else could it be but Boss Fang?

Boss Fang spoke indistinctly toward the sky, mumbled, "Who was it that just bullied Xiaoyue?"

"Hehe~!" A light laugh drifted down from the sky. "Heaven has a path yet you walk it not; Hell has no gate yet you barge right in!"

"Deploy the Star-Thread Heavenly Net!"

The Star-Thread Heavenly Net was an immortal artifact forged by the Gui Clan from the refined essence of fallen stars; once deployed, the entire sky resembled a cloud or a shroud, shimmering with starlight.

Like a celestial net densely spread, it bound the heavens and locked the earth, snaring the entire surroundings; today, not a single soul would be able to escape!

Only then did a young general emerge from among the crowd within the purple clouds, proclaiming loudly, "I am Gui Yuan of the Gui family! Today, even you yourself will find it hard to escape with wings, yet you actually dare to stick your neck out for others?"

"So it is you people?"

"Was it you who dropped the purple thunder just now?" Boss Fang’s expression darkened slightly. Although as a boss, he only needed to manage his employees every day and keep an eye on the shop, it had not reached the point where he would remain perfectly amiable when people came making trouble at his very doorstep, let alone attempting to injure others.

"And what if it was?" Gui Yuan countered coldly.

The moment his voice fell, a sudden blaze of sun-burning fire, like a long rainbow, streaked straight out!

By the time it returned, only a miserable shriek was heard. Gui Yuan looked down to find that his left arm had been cleanly severed by the blade’s edge, and he instantly broke into a cold sweat from the searing pain!

"You—!" Kill intent surged violently in his eyes, and just as he prepared to charge down to slaughter, he was restrained by the Venerable Master of Marvelous Dharma. "Fall back! Have you not embarrassed yourself enough!?"

With his discerning vision, he could naturally perceive that although the young man wielding the flying swords possessed a lower cultivation base than Gui Yuan, his sword technique was extraordinarily superb; Gui Yuan was absolutely no match for him.

Only now did a blue and a red flying sword return to their sheaths.

"Is this... Xihe and Wangshu!?" Behind him, Jiang Xiaoyue stared at Boss Fang's two swords, her eyes gleaming with excitement as she watched expectantly, asking, "Boss! Where did you get Xihe and Wangshu from!?"

"Thank you, Boss, for coming to our rescue." At this time, several disciples also came forward to express their gratitude, subsequently asking in curiosity, "Xihe and Wangshu? Is there some history behind these two swords?"

Clearly, not everyone had played The Legend of Sword and Fairy 4.

"These are two divine swords! Xihe is said to be the deity who drives the sun in mythology, the Mother of the Sun; Wangshu is the deity who drives the moon. There is a poem that goes, 'Wangshu is sent ahead to clear the way, and Feilian follows in a swift rush.' Both are exceptionally powerful!" Jiang Xiaoyue said. "Hehe, I also heard Sister Qingqing and the others talking about it when they were studying the plot. These two divine swords are named after gods, and they are the most formidable divine weapons of the Qionghua Sect!"

"Mythology...? Is it... a mythology like that of the 'Great Sage Equal to Heaven'!?" Speaking of mythology, everyone suddenly appeared immensely interested.

"Yes, yes, yes... it seems they are all from an entire, vastly long era, incredibly magnificent! Some are even more ancient than the Great Sage Equal to Heaven!"

Meanwhile, hearing the discussions of these people, Gui Yuan could not help but sneer once more: "What mythology!? How have we never heard of it? In my view, it is merely a joke fabricated by you ignorant mortals!"

"What the hell do you know!?" Zhuge Qingyun, the Supreme Elder of the Haotian Sect, leaned on his walking stick and barked in anger, "These myths, they existed in that ancient nation called Huaxia! They are absolutely all real!"

Otherwise, could it be that everything we have learned is false?!

"Obstinate and incorrigible, and you dare to wound an immortal of my Gui family. Call out those nonsensical fellows who are backing you up."

Command flags waved, war drums shook the heavens, and thousands of troops and horses surged forward as if the Yellow Springs were welling up; at this moment, the mortals beneath their feet truly and genuinely felt this force that completely dominated them!

Upon their faces, there also weighed an incomparable heaviness.

"Do you know fear now!?" Atop the purple clouds, rays of grim, cold gazes fell downward. "Let us see if that bullshit ancient nation of yours, or whatever mythology, can protect you!"

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