Looking at the master and senior brothers in front of him.
Old Master Qiu cried, feeling that he had no regrets. To be able to see his master and senior brothers before disappearing, he finally understood that his master and senior brothers had always been with him.
They embraced and wept.
Although they had been together for over 90 years, they were reunited after more than 80 years.
There wasn't enough time to say much to Qiu Qingshan and the others. They had too many things to say after this reunion, but before they could.
"Zhixing!"
Qiu Qingshan and the others changed color, noticing Old Master Qiu gradually becoming transparent.
They knew.
This meant Old Master Qiu was about to dissipate. His life in this world had been used up, and with no afterlife, he would soon vanish from this world.
At this moment.
Zhang Wei and the others drove out the attending doctors and nurses. After rushing into the operating room, they didn't just stand by and watch the elders reminisce. Using various excuses, coupled with the influence of the Wei Dao Division, they expelled all the doctors and nurses.
As the doctors and nurses left.
Zhang Wei, Wu Nian, and the others made their move.
Yellow talismans poured out like a spring, flying from Zhang Wei's pocket and hovering in all directions, surrounding Old Master Qiu, as if to isolate him from the world and prevent heaven from claiming his life.
"Namo Amitabha~"
Wu Nian clasped his hands together, holding a string of Buddhist beads. Gentle Buddhist chants began, and a page of Buddhist scripture floated around him.
Lu Lianxue, Zhang Chao, and Lin Tong, the three of them, also did not stand idle, chanting Daoist scriptures together.
The ethereal Buddhist chants and Daoist sayings echoed.
Hiss!
It was as if heaven and earth were listening. As they listened, sacred light bloomed, and Yin and Yang energies permeated the air.
Then, under everyone's gaze.
Behind Old Master Qiu, just as Zhang Wei and Wu Nian had done to save the old couple before, a radiant portal appeared.
But…
Unlike the portal of that old man.
Even though they had known it beforehand, Lu Lianxue and the others couldn't help but be stunned when they truly saw Old Master Qiu's portal.
That portal.
The gate was tightly shut, covered with black shackles and chains that sealed it shut. Not only could it not be opened, but it was completely imprisoned.
"Xiao Weizi, don't bother yourselves. Thank you for helping me, but this is heaven's price..."
While surprised by Zhang Wei's abilities, Old Master Qiu also understood what Zhang Wei and the others were doing.
He sighed.
He wanted to stop Zhang Wei and the others, as he didn't want them to be harmed because of him. After all, he had been punished by heaven and knew the immense price. Their actions were defying heaven.
However, before he could finish speaking, Zhang Wei's voice cut him off.
"How will we know if we don't try? Grandpa Qiu, you could defy heaven and change fate to save Grandpa Qingshan and the others, so today we can also conquer heaven with human effort!"
As he spoke.
Zhang Wei took a step forward, facing the portal sealed by shackles.
[Ding! System points added to host: 16580]
Boom!!!
An incomparably powerful aura erupted. Zhang Wei went all out, channeling all his system points, combined with his permanently existing 'synchronization' system points. He met the portal with all his might, intending to push open the portal sealed by heaven's shackles.
At this moment.
The sealed portal with shackles began to vibrate, as if aware of Zhang Wei's intentions. It angered heaven, unleashing deafening thunder.
Not just in the operating room.
Rumble!!
Outside the hospital, the sky, which had been bathed in sunlight a moment ago, was now filled with a sudden thunderclap. Rolling dark clouds gathered, and the azure sky was now ravaged by fierce winds and rumbling thunder, as if a storm was imminent.
For a moment.
Many people in Xiamen City looked up at the sky.
"Huh? Is it raining?"
A security guard standing at the hospital entrance looked up at the sky, somewhat surprised. It had been clear skies just moments ago, so why was it suddenly raining?
"What kind of weird weather is this? Don't cry, Cai Tuan, it's just thunder, there's nothing to be afraid of."
The speaker was a young man holding a black dog.
He was currently in a park not far from the hospital.
Many people were walking their dogs here, a favorite spot for dog owners.
However, now.
All the dogs on the park lawn were barking ferociously. The dog owners present were astonished. They knew their own dogs well and could tell that their dogs weren't just barking, but were whimpering out of fear.
On this day.
Everyone in Xiamen City looked up at the sky.
Rumble!!
Xiamen City's weather today was unpredictable, with dark clouds covering the sky and incessant thunderclaps. Lightning tore through the sky, illuminating the entire city, and suddenly, heavy rain began to fall, accompanied by strong winds.
No one knew that the cause of all this was a portal.
At this moment.
As the portal vibrated and Zhang Wei pushed with his hands, the portal shook violently. The chains on it clanged, resonating with a sound like the earth shaking, so loud it was deafening.
Just by listening.
Zhang Wei instantly coughed up blood, and Wu Nian, Lu Lianxue, Zhang Chao, and Lin Tong, who were also taking action, spat blood, suffering severe injuries.
Heaven's wrath was fully displayed at this moment. Mortals defying heaven, even with just the act of pushing a door, were not to be desecrated.
However.
Zhang Wei was fearless, shouting:
"Keep chanting, don't stop. If you stop, the portal will disappear."
Despite coughing up blood and suffering severe injuries, he did not take a single step back. His gaze was firm and unwavering, his hands pressed against the portal, unmoved by the clanging chains.
Wu Nian and the others nodded, continuing to chant scriptures. They knew very well that compared to their severe injuries, Zhang Wei, who was pushing the door, was in the worst condition.
Rumble.
The portal vibrated, and with Zhang Wei's roar.
Clang—
One of the chains on the portal sealed by heaven's shackles snapped!!
Sparks flew, and under everyone's astonished gaze, Zhang Wei continued to push the sealed portal. Countless yellow talismans, tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, continuously struck the portal.
Finally.
A chain that lay across the portal broke, shaken loose and pushed apart by Zhang Wei.
"It broke..."
Wu Nian and the others were shocked, finding it hard to believe.
In fact.
It wasn't just them.
The Fatty hiding in the shadows was also stunned, staring blankly at Zhang Wei pushing the portal:
"This guy..."
Not long ago, Fatty discovered Zhang Wei heading to the hospital. Out of curiosity, he secretly followed him and learned about the situation. He found it strange that this guy Zhang Wei was even more of a rebel than himself, daring to confront heaven itself.
Although this was the best opportunity to kill Zhang Wei, seeing Zhang Wei pushing the portal and learning about Old Master Qiu's situation, Fatty did not make a move. The reason was simple: such a heaven-defying event was rare and worth watching.
At the same time.
As the first chain snapped, the second chain also broke.
Lu Lianxue and the others were invigorated by this, but Zhang Wei couldn't be happy.
Because…
After the second chain broke, it stopped there.
Zhang Wei looked at the portal before him. There weren't just two chains on it; there were hundreds.
"Are we going to use a miracle now?"
Zhang Wei's expression turned grim. Although he was thinking this, Zhang Wei did not use it, because he knew it wasn't the right time. He still had a backup plan, and he was waiting for that backup to arrive.
As if hearing his thoughts, as he uttered these words.
Zhang Wei seemed to sense something and looked up at the sky, a slight smile forming on his lips… It's here, the backup.
At the same time.
Old Master Qiu watched Zhang Wei cough up blood, his clothes stained with blood, yet he continued to push the portal. He said with a trembling voice:
"Xiao Weizi, forget it. It's enough. What you've done for me is enough. Heaven is not something you can shake..."
Before he could finish, Zhang Wei interrupted him:
"We alone are indeed not enough, but who says it's only us."
"Hmm?" Grandpa Qiu was stunned.
In response.
Zhang Wei grinned as he pushed the portal:
"Grandpa Qiu, it's not just us helping you, it's the entire Great Xia."
As his voice faded.
At the same time, far from Xiamen City, specifically in twenty-three locations.
...
Capital City.
Wei Dao Division Headquarters.
A young man stood in a plaza. He looked to be only in his twenties, but his eyes were ancient, unlike those of a young man, as if he had experienced decades of vicissitudes.
At this moment, he was surrounded by various precious and rare ghost-exorcising items, each worth a fortune. These were arranged in a formation with the young man at its center.
This was Sheng Xuan, the strongest and weakest True Dragon Guard in the history of Great Xia.
As if sensing something.
Sheng Xuan opened his eyes and murmured:
"Although I'm afraid of ghosts, I'm not afraid of heaven."
The moment he spoke.
A terrifying tornado erupted from this place, like a Category 12 typhoon, threatening to destroy everything. This was Sheng Xuan, who had unleashed the power of the True Dragon Guard.
Along with his power, the formation unleashed immense might, converging into an invisible, brilliant beam of light that pierced the heavens, as if aiming straight for the thirty-third heaven.
Upon closer inspection.
The direction of the brilliant beam of light was... Xiamen City!
...
Northeast, Changbai Mountain, on a peak.
This was the Dragon Vein of Great Xia, the head of the Northern Dragon Vein, one of the three major dragon veins.
At this moment.
A middle-aged man stood there. His demeanor was majestic; if he had lived in ancient times, he would undoubtedly have been an emperor or a king.
He was gazing in a certain direction, his eyes sharp as if trying to see through the vast distance to the situation in that direction. That direction was Xiamen City.
Gazing.
The middle-aged man, whether speaking to himself or to someone else, his deep voice echoed through the peak, echoing in the place where the head of the Northern Dragon Vein was located.
"Heroes sacrifice themselves to serve the nation, ensuring Great Xia's prosperity for a hundred generations."
"Now, a hero is in distress. If we do not lend the full strength of the nation to help, how can we comfort the loyal souls of our heroes."
As he spoke.
Whether it was the middle-aged man's power that was too great, or the dragon vein listening to his plea, refusing to let heroes die tragically.
This peak trembled violently.
At this moment, this Dragon Vein of Great Xia seemed to… raise its head like a dragon.
A dragon's roar echoed through the nine heavens, piercing the clouds, reverberating in the thirty-third heaven.
Instantly.
A beam of light shot up into the sky.
This was the middle-aged man's individual effort, but it also contained the protection of the dragon vein, protecting the heroes of Great Xia.
...
Great Xia, Mount Wutai.
It could be seen.
At this moment, the main hall of Mount Wutai was filled with Buddhist monks, surrounding an elderly Buddhist master, chanting Buddhist scriptures.
As the wind blew.
The melodious Buddhist chants rose with the wind, transforming into golden Buddhist texts that drifted. At this moment, Mount Wutai was enveloped in Buddhist sounds, emitting an invisible, brilliant Buddhist light.
The light was too dazzling.
With a murmur from the elderly Buddhist master, it was as if this place was no longer a temple but the Thunderclap Temple in the Western Heaven.
"Amitabha, please forgive us, and allow Great Xia's heroes to embark on the Yellow Springs."
...
Great Xia, Longhu Mountain.
At this moment, a voice echoed.
"There has never been a powerful nation that descended from the sky, nor a peaceful life that is taken for granted. It is the sacrifices of our ancestors and heroes that have brought us to this day."
"They chose to fight for the country at the most vibrant moment of their lives. Now that the country is safe and the people are prosperous, as their descendants who have benefited, how can we stand by idly when our heroes are in danger."
...