The Legend of the Eternal King
After Storm

The Ancestor Grandmother was very surprised to see an old man also fall with a state of concern among the debris of the fallen building.

Even the ancestors of the sect also became a victim without being able to do anything. He shook his head. Really naive.

A new power had appeared in the first world. Soon enough in the future, this power will begin to spread its influence.

The moment it happened, the Ancestral Grandmother imagined that the Cloud Mist World would be filled with black smoke.

The Ancestral Grandmother immediately dispersed her protective shield, then she disappeared with a flash from where she stood.

Near the big cannon.

Li Hua and Jing Jun had arrived. The two of them saw Fang Yi still silently standing on the muzzle of the cannon watching the falling bodies and the debris of the building from the red clouds shrouded in lightning and the sound of thunder rumbling.

Fang Yi then turned around to look at the duo who had come to him.

"Don't ask, I didn't know and didn't expect it to happen in such a way. Far from what I imagined."

"You know, this cannon can still fire 49 more bullets." Fang Yi said with a raucous.

The duo could see Fang Yi's body was currently trembling. The three of them also still felt great fear. Especially for Fang Yi over the cannon operated by him alone.

The two watchers who were not far from the location of the cannon listened to Fang Yi's words very clearly.

The observers with their strengthening senses also heard Fang Yi's words quite clearly.

They all closed their eyes and held the heart in the turbulent chest.

They have no more words to say.

The incident just now was not enough to be expressed in a sentence.

"Have you spoken to Young Master yet ?" Fang Yi asked.

"We've contacted him when we're heading towards you." Li Hua replied.

"How does Young Master deal with this ?" Fang Yi was very curious. Her tone was very impatiently waiting for the sentence Li Hua would say.

Li Hua pensively looked at Fang Yi sharply.

"The young master looked cheerful and laughed continuously. He said you all must love the fireworks." Li Hua repeated Mao Yu's words.

"God..."

Fang Yi then cross-legged on top of the cannon with both hands covering his face.

Li Hua's voice broke the silence throughout the area. He used a loudspeaker talisman and made a big announcement.

"The Central Capital is now within the jurisdiction of the Ancestral Old Mansion. The Ancestral Old Mansion was the official resort belonging to the Old Ancestor Fortress in the Southern Continent."

"After this we will compensate for any damages incurred and ensure the security of the entire city in the future."

"Any form of abuse of the honor of the mansion and the fort, we have set an example before all of you. It is destruction and destruction."

"Try throwing us with a spit. We'll return to you ten cannon shots." Li Hua ended his announcement.

The expert observers who listened to Li Hua's words did not dare to resist, deny or underestimate him. The power they possessed was all far below the Three Cloaks of Truth Sect.

Such a huge sect had finally disappeared from the world with just a single shot. Then what about our fate when we dare to oppose ?

The rain of bodies and debris has subsided. The red clouds slowly returned to normal. The warm morning sunlight finally appeared normal as usual.

The storm has passed.

Eventually time after time the observers and experts left the viewer bench. Followed by the residents of the city who flocked back to their residence.

"Old Brother Shi, Is this what we see the main force of the mansion ?" Watcher's thin cheeks said.

"Tua Chao, even this one you see is still a fingernail of true strength. If you want to know how much the true power of the mansion is. You guys were definitely dry corpses." Old Man Shi explained.

"What should we do now ?" The sturdy Watcher asked.

"San Ming, follow me to the temple we rest and speak in there." Old Man Shi walked towards the temple followed by the duo behind him.

Yang-er and the servants have come out of the bunker. They are acting normally as they are.

***

The southern border.

A young man with a monkey on his shoulder stood in front of the neatly lined up forces of the Bahr Empire.

Mao Yu stood casually, before him stood a large man with a thick beard. Guaranteed little children see this man will immediately cry because of the sinister face.

"If you've got breaking news, you know what you should do." Mao Yu started the conversation.

The commander of the Bahr Empire in front of him was silent.

"Go home all of you, you bet too much if you dare to make a move in our city." Mao Yu was a little threatening.

The commander looked back at the hundreds of thousands of his troops who were lined up neatly. He imagined everything would turn to ashes in the blink of an eye.

The news of the destruction of the great sect in the second world made his faith waver.

They became rubble because they had dared to troublemake in the courtyard of the young man who was in front of him.

"Be my ally. I guarantee the seas in Archipelago won't be a sea of blood in the future." Mao Yu threw out a proposal.

The commander received a piece of paper from Mao Yu, then he turned around leaving the young man with the monkey on his shoulder.

The commander walked with quick steps towards his troops.

"WE'RE HOME !" Commander shouting.

UUURRRA.........

UUURRRA.........

UUURRRA.........

The whole army shouted. The echo of his voice shook the southern border sky.

This is what all soldiers want. To immediately return to the Bahr Empire with life still in a whole body.

Beloved people and families await their return.

***

The Old Ancestral Fortress.

Mao Yu sat as usual under the willow tree, enjoying a cup of tea.

From then on the fortress was visited by many sects and large clans. The bigshot immediately sent his emissaries to declare respectfully congratulating and prosperous prayers on the founding of the fort.

Mao Yu was very lazy with a ceremonial event like this. Shen Mubai and Mo Tian were welcoming their arrival in the main hall of the fortress.

The visitors brought gifts so much that almost the entire main hall was full of piles of treasures. Shen Mubai was a perfect match when it came to entertaining guests like this. Also this Mo Tian time the world knew him as the successor of the Mo Clan the ruler of the Imperial City.

One of the guests came to Mao Yu under a willow tree after obtaining approval.

He was a white-haired old man.

Mao Yu sat down.

"A simple place with a beautiful view. Under the big tree is the best place to enjoy the cool air." The old man expressed his flattery.

"Wang Xuemin, you have come from far away. Sit down properly, you should try our tea." Mao Yu poured tea on the empty cup on the table.

Wang Xuemin laughed then immediately snatched the cup and sipped her tea with a beautiful gesture.

"IIINNNNNN INNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII............"

Wang Xuemin felt the energy pounding from his stomach. Tea drained a unique energy that triggered its spirit and vitality to rise many times over. This tea has a long-lasting effect. He exclaimed.

Jesus, this tea leaf is brewed with holy water.

Wang Xuemin's eyes looked at the tea garden with a unique variety that he himself did not know what kind of tea this was.

Tea is planted next to green royo-royo farmland full of vegetables with high fertility. He traced a small trench that irrigated both of them.

He found water flowing from a small shower of rocks on the edge of the lake.

"IIINNNNNN INNNNNNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII............"

The source of the holy spring !!! Used only for irrigation !!!

Wang Xuemin's back slid on the back of his chair. It was as if his spine had become soft due to two hours of dipresto.