Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years

Realizing This Is Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years
Chapter 59


Blow Down, Star Like Rain


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The wind whistled in his ears, and the ground under his feet became wide.


Yan Sheng looked down in horror. The large Xiling County City seemed to have become a sand table, and every inch of land reflected in his eyes.


Face paled.


For people who have never felt flying before, the feeling of floating into a cloud for the first time is both overwhelming and frightening.


Especially someone like Yan Sheng who was instantly gripped by Cui Heng on his shoulder and brought over.


"Let's see out of town first?"


Cui Heng carried Yan Sheng and said calmly. His figure swayed and directly pierced through the clouds. He fell from the clouds and stopped in the sky above the mass grave outside the city.


Yan Sheng was so confused that his head turned and he saw a star. When he suddenly saw a broken limb and left on the ground, he immediately shivered and was speechless.


"God!" Cui Heng shook his head and sneered. He casually threw Yan Sheng into the air.


The powerful strength allowed Yan Sheng to pass through the skies above Xiling County. As the wind roared, the corpses on the ground and the remains of the burning house entered his view.


Just as it was about to fly out of the reach of Xiling City, Cui Heng suddenly appeared above it, gripped its neck, and held it in his hands.


"What do you think?" Cui Heng asked in a low voice.


"I'm..." Yan Sheng wanted to retaliate, but he was speechless.


Actually, he had seen this before and understood it.


However, as he told Cui Heng inside the cell, he only felt that this was reasonable and did not feel that there was anything wrong with it.


At this moment, he was captured by Cui Heng and thrown to the ground before being thrown into the air again. In her panic and shock, she saw these things again and had a completely different feeling.


Or rather, he felt a little sympathetic.


"Hmmm!" Seeing that he was not speaking, Cui Heng caught him and took him to the sky above King Yan Palace. The bright lights and decadent sounds here create a very striking contrast to the pitiful scenery outside.


“...” Yan Sheng, who already felt somewhat complicated, fell silent again. After a long while, he snorted coldly. "Kill me!"


“Still too early,” said Cui Heng indifferently.


Then, he flew up and pulled Yan Sheng into the clouds.


"What are you trying to do?" Yan Sheng gritted his teeth. "Are you trying to force me to admit my mistake?"


"No, it's just to tell you what to destroy." Cui Heng looked at Xiling County and slowly picked up the oil lamp in his hand.


Far above the clouds, the wind roared. Even the strongest fire had to be blown by the wind.


However, the little oil lamp was still flickering with flames and showed no signs of going out.


"You want to use your Immortal means here?" Yan Sheng sneered. "There are still innocent people you mentioned below."


"They will be fine," Cui Heng said calmly. Then, he blew lightly and blew the oil from the lamp.


Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!


The lamp oil is scattered into oil beads blown by the wind. In the blink of an eye, they turned into hundreds of droplets. Then, they scattered into thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands, enveloping the entire sky above Xiling County.


In the next moment, a bright and dazzling flame ignited from these oil beads.


This process multiplies rapidly, evolving continuously.


Like a spark that burned the prairie flames, it quickly spread in the sky.


At this moment, it was as if endless golden flames were burning in the sky, illuminating the ground.


The remaining commoners in Xiling County could not help but look up.


Even an ordinary person like Feng Wu, who was almost devoured by hatred and anger, regained his senses and looked up at the sky.


They saw a pure flame burning brightly, and they also saw a figure standing on it.


He was like a God, a God, or a Saint!


At the same time, they also saw their relatives and friends who had turned into ghosts looking up at the sky with respect in their eyes.


This made the citizens in the city understand that the reason their relatives and friends could return to help them was most likely because of this person in the sky.


Therefore, they could not help but kneel down and prostrate to the sky!


The soldiers of King Yan who had not been retaliated by the people in the city also saw the flames in the sky.


They only felt panic in their hearts and great fear surged.


Countless soldiers wanted to escape, but when they saw the seemingly endless sea of flames in the sky, they did not know where to run to.


At this moment, Wang Tong and the others in Yan Palace also noticed the changes outside.


They rushed out one after another and looked at the sky. They saw the fire spreading to the horizon, and their surroundings were filled with people with malice towards them.


Right now, they could clearly sense that a layer of fire in the sky was eyeing them. They want to burn it to ashes!


"What is this?!" Wang Tong finally panicked. He pointed to the sky and roared, “Someone tell me, what is this? What the hell is going on?"


Zen Master Yuanzheng's expression changed slightly, and his eyes flickered.


It was unknown what he was thinking, but he suddenly fused his palms together and chanted, “Amitabha, Benefactor Wang, he said, this poor monk suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for me to help you again. I'll go.”


Before he could finish his sentence, the old monk was already moving. The Xiantian True Qi in his body surged, and every step he took took carried him over a hundred feet away. In the blink of an eye, he would leave the Palace of King Yan.


He really wanted to escape!


"Old bald ass!" Wang Tong roared and was about to chase after him.


But at this moment, the boundless sea of flames in the sky suddenly shook.


A fireball suddenly lit up like a shooting star. It tore through the sky, leaving behind a long trail of light as it smashed into Zen Master Yuanzheng, who was about to flee.


"Aah!"


The extremely pitiful cry of Zen Master Yuanzheng sounded.


This Great Prosperity Abbot, who could be said to be a Xiantian Grandmaster at the peak of the martial arts world, was burnt to ashes by a small fireball.


Moreover, under the surging heat wave, even his ashes shot up into the air and disappeared in the blink of an eye.


He could be said to have become ashes.


Wang Tong and the others were horrified. They looked to where Zen Master Yuanzheng was "disappearing" in disbelief, then looked up at the sky. Instantly, their souls left their bodies.


"Run!"


"Run fast!"


That is the thought they all share.


By risking their lives, they no longer had the energy to think about how such a thing was done and what level of expertise it was.


There was only one thought in their minds.


Escape!


They must escape!


Escape with all your might!


Unfortunately, it's useless!


Just now, the star that fell from the sky and burned Zen Master Yuanzheng to ashes was only the beginning.


Soon after, the stars fell like rain!


The flames fell from the endless sea of flames and landed accurately on the members of King Yan's army.


Whether it was leaders like Wang Tong, a group of military officials as generals, civilian officials as prime ministers strategists, or soldiers with blood on their hands, the shooting stars did not stray or make mistakes!


Everything turned to ashes amid the fiery rain of stars.


Then, as the wind blew, the fire and ash disappeared.


At this point, King Yan, who had swept through various lands for five years and had nearly occupied half of Fengzhou, had completely become ashes.


All the citizens of Xiling County witnessed this moment with their own eyes.


As the last star disappeared, countless citizens cheered. Their voices shook the sky and reached the clouds.


Cui Heng stood on the clouds and looked down gently without saying anything.


Yan Sheng was silent for a long time. His mind kept on recalling his actions in the past few years, as well as the actions of King Yan's army. Then, he saw the commoners.


He suddenly laughed bitterly. “Abadi, please let me go. I'm guilty too.”


"Good." Cui Heng glanced at him and nodded lightly, releasing his shoulders.


Without Cui Heng holding it, Yan Sheng was naturally unable to continue flying in the sky. Just like that, he fell from the clouds.


Just as he was about to crash into the ground and turn into meat paste, the last star descended from the sky and burned him to ashes, causing him to disappear along with King Yan's army.


"Nothing can be lost." Cui Heng averted his gaze and looked at the citizens who were still cheering. He smiled thinly. “There are many things waiting to be done in Xiling County. I'll send someone there later.”


At the same time, a dense beam of light that carried the emotions of the citizens rose from the city of Xiling County and slowly fused into his body.


Next morning.


Cui Heng was already sitting in the hall within the district office for breakfast.


He had just finished eating when he received the visit card.


It was signed by Xu Feng'an.