Chapter 128 Current Situation
Lan Minghua stood beneath the vast sky, his hair wildly flowing, his tattered robes billowing in the wind.
His gaze was like lightning, his sword-like fingers slightly raised, and he uttered a low shout: "Sword Nine, inferior horse and yellow wine, six thousand li!"
Before his words had even finished, the world suddenly fell silent, as if time itself had frozen.
Immediately afterward, an extremely dazzling sword aura burst forth from Lan Minghua's fingertips, like a cascading Milky Way, stretching across the sky.
This sword aura was not sharp and aggressive, but rather carried a sense of desolation and grandeur, as if bearing the weight of thousands of years of human joys and sorrows, loves and hates. The
sword aura flowed like a long river, vast and mighty, stretching for six thousand li.
Wherever the sword aura passed, the world lost its color.
Even the sky, stained red by the blood-red sword aura, was now reflected in a silvery-white light. In the
blink of an eye, a deafening roar resounded as the silvery-white sword aura collided violently with the blood-red sword aura, the Sun Holy Sword, and the golden trident.
In an instant, the heavens and earth trembled violently, the entire continent seemingly shaking under the force of the attack.
A violent surge of energy swept in all directions, tearing apart clouds, cracking the earth, collapsing mountains, and causing rivers to flow
backward. However, Lan Minghua's sword energy remained as steadfast as a rock, forcefully blocking the attacks of the three deities.
The crimson sword energy was devoured by Jian Jiu's Milky Way sword energy, the light of the Sun Holy Sword was suppressed, and the power of the Golden Trident was abruptly severed.
"So what if they are gods? This is but a sword of mortals!"
Lan Minghua's voice echoed throughout the heavens and earth. Jian Jiu, with his inferior wine and six thousand miles of yellow horse, shattered the crimson sword energy and
plunged into the divine realm. In the divine realm, a silver-white sword energy pierced through the air, striking the Asura God.
The Asura God was knocked back, a hissing sound emanating from his shoulder, clearly indicating he was injured.
He looked down upon the mortal realm, meeting Lan Minghua's gaze from afar. "The Sword of the Mortal Realm? Not bad! Lan Minghua, is it? You are the first human I can take seriously."
However, he did not continue his attack; as the God of Judgment, he could not openly defy the rules of the divine realm.
Although he didn't attack again, the old fox Sea God had already secretly made his move.
He used his divine power to teleport Tang San and Dai Mubai to Sea God Island, and sent Qian Renxue and the others from the Spirit Hall back to the Spirit Hall.
Because it was Sea God who personally intervened, even Yun Shan couldn't react in time.
Lan Minghua narrowed his eyes, seemingly traversing endless distances, and landed on Sea God.
"Sea God, huh? A god who chooses someone like Tang San as his successor is definitely not a good person. If the trial card wasn't too short for him to roam freely in the God Realm, I would have twisted your head off." However, after
what had just happened, he also realized the upper limit of the Lan Minghua peak trial card's strength.
Although it could rival a God King, it couldn't make him truly invincible in the God Realm.
Therefore, becoming stronger couldn't rely solely on the Lan Minghua template.
"It seems that to roam freely in this fantasy sewer world, relying solely on the Lan Minghua template isn't enough. I can only pin my hopes on the lottery."
Lan Minghua wasn't too worried, after all, his current strength was enough to make him invincible on the continent.
He glanced indifferently at the sky before descending.
Oscar and the others on the ground watched this scene, their hearts filled with shock.
"Wow, so powerful! Is this Master's true strength?"
Not only new disciples like Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er, but even Oscar and the other disciples who had followed Lan Minghua for a long time,
were witnessing this for the first time—Lan Minghua's true, all-out attack.
However, Lan Minghua ignored them, his gaze sweeping over the empty ruins of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
"Where are they?"
Hearing this, Yunshan stepped forward somewhat ashamed. "Sect Leader, due to my momentary negligence, they were rescued."
Yingxian and the others fell silent, acknowledging that letting Qian Daoliu and the others leave was their mistake.
Lan Minghua, however, didn't seem to mind. After a moment's thought, he gave orders to everyone.
"Yingxian, the five of you go and destroy the Haotian Sect. Qinglong, the four of you go and destroy the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect. Yunshan and Wusong, the two of you personally go to the Heavenly Dou Empire." His voice had barely faded when Yunshan asked, "Sect Leader, what about the Spirit Hall?"
The Spirit Hall suffered the fewest casualties, not even truly crippled.
Only some insignificant people died; apart from Golden Crocodile Douluo, all the other Title Douluos survived.
Lan Minghua shook his head, saying indifferently, "Let them linger for a while. Wouldn't it be boring to kill them all in the future? Go, I want to hear the information I want to hear tomorrow."
"Yes, Sect Leader." Yunshan and the others vanished instantly; the continent was about to change.
Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang were extremely relieved that they hadn't stopped Feng Xiaotian and Shui Bing'er from becoming Lan Minghua's disciples.
After all, Lan Minghua had decided the fate of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan, the Clear Sky Clan, and the Heaven Dou Empire with just a few words.
Lan Minghua was also too lazy to stay at the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School any longer. He swept Oscar and the others away, leaving only a single sentence for Shui Ningshuang and Feng Qingyuan.
"I'm taking them with me. Return to your respective academies; the Heavenly Dragon Gang's experts will naturally protect you."
Hearing this, Feng Qingyuan and Shui Ningshuang finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Without Lan Minghua's promise, they would have lived in constant fear.
They were merely Soul Douluos, like a small boat in the face of a behemoth like the Spirit Hall.
A slight misstep, and they would truly be dead without a burial place.
Now, with Lan Minghua's promise, they naturally weren't afraid of the Spirit Hall's retaliation.
In the sky, Oscar asked, "Master, where are we going?"
"Where are we going? Of course, back to the Heavenly Dragon Gang! What, do you still want to go back to Shrek Academy?"
Facing Lan Minghua's question, Oscar smiled awkwardly but nodded.
Lan Minghua was puzzled, thinking he was truly reluctant to leave Shrek Academy.
However, Oscar's next words left him speechless.
"Master, could I bring Teacher Li Yusong and the others to live with the Tianlong Gang? I'm a little worried about leaving them at Shrek Academy."
"Tch, it's not a big deal." Lan Minghua rolled his eyes and tapped him on the head. "I'll come pick them up myself after you're settled."
"Hehe, I knew you were the best to me, Master." Oscar scratched his head and chuckled foolishly.
Lan Minghua rolled his eyes at him and then took them to the Tianlong Gang building.
Although the Tianlong Gang building was only built by Jianglong and Fuhu, it was in no way inferior to sects like the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.
It just had fewer people and fewer things, but otherwise it was on par with any major sect.
Lan Minghua put them down, told them to find their own rooms, and then returned to his private office.
He lay back in his chair and let out a long sigh.
If those bastards like the Asura God ignored the rules of the God Realm and insisted on killing him, he might not have survived.
"Phew, my strength is still a bit lacking. And after this, it's no secret that my combat power fluctuates wildly. Hopefully, the next lottery will give me a surprise."
Lan Minghua then began to tally up his Master Points.
First, Oscar and his three companions placed in the top four of the Soul Master Exchange Competition, earning him 8000 Master Points.
Then, he took Shui Bing'er and Feng Xiaotian as his disciples, gaining 1600 Master Points.
During the Soul Master Exchange Competition, Oscar's Golden Light Mantra broke through to the Great Perfection stage.
Adding up the rest of his scattered points, he now had over ten thousand Master Points.
Lan Minghua was quite satisfied with this, silently chanting,
"System, give me a hundred consecutive draws!"
(End of Chapter)
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