Chapter 388 As Usual, Annihilate Them All

Pure water divinity gathered, as if plunging the entire old street into a legendary era. Even the ordinary residents noticed, their expressions blank as they watched this scene that seemed like an ancient myth reborn.

As modern people who had just begun to dabble in cultivation, they could sense what this seemingly ordinary scene represented.

The ancient and vast aura of divinity felt like countless water veins pressing down, making it difficult for them to even breathe. The gap between the power of the Age of Gods and ordinary cultivators was despairingly huge.

Water flowed, and figures, some tall, some majestic, some with a cold temperament, some ethereal like immortals, stepped onto the old street, giving people an extremely terrifying pressure. This was the power of the gods, an unignorable and majestic force that seemed to leave an imprint on their very souls.

It was as if sacred voices were whispering and chanting.

It was the people who had worshiped them since ancient times, kneeling and praying. The influence of this atmosphere made these modern people unable to resist the urge to kneel, a sense of submission welling up from the depths of their hearts. Kneel, chant, kowtow...

*Pa.*

A chess piece landed on the chessboard.

It was as if a chill was born from the bottom of their hearts.

An刺骨的 ice-coldness.

That natural pressure of the gods on the human race dissipated.

The old man playing chess shivered and looked at the man in his thirties in front of him. The latter said, "This game of chess is over."

"What?"

The old man was stunned. He subconsciously looked at the chessboard, and then his expression froze. He saw that Bai, whose chess skills had always been poor, had actually made an extremely sophisticated and powerful move, completely blocking his path to survival. He would be defeated in a few moves.

How could you possibly...

He raised his head.

He saw the middle-aged man turn and walk away.

The old man said anxiously, "No, be careful, come back quickly..."

His voice stopped abruptly.

Black armor appeared in the void, and a stern voice covered the gentle man. He slightly clenched his fingers, stepped forward, and Lord Wu'an calmly stood before the gods, his hands resting on the Qin sword, the blade directly against the ground.

The aura of the divine realm was forcibly dispersed.

Violent blood-soaked aura soared into the sky. In the five thousand years of the human race, he was the only famous general whose killing intent was comparable to the disaster of Chi You, yet possessed restraint and reason. He was also the only famous general who had come into contact with a concept similar to mythology.

Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi.

His martial achievements are glorious!

His divine strategies are decisive, his spirit inspiring!

The movements of those water gods paused.

They were slapped in the face by the blood-soaked aura of Chi You's level.

Their thoughts stagnated. This majestic evil aura made their minds sway.

"Are we fighting?!"

From the left came the sound of a spear scraping the ground. The solid ground, reinforced by Taoist techniques, was marked as easily as tofu. A tall and handsome man carefully closed the door, and a stern and violent ink-colored heavy spear in his palm roared.

The Overlord of Western Chu.

His divine courage is unparalleled throughout the ages!

The tall and imposing water god in front of him froze. He looked at Lord Wu'an coming out of the building on the left, and then at the man on the right who seemed to have been cooking just a moment ago, still wearing an apron and holding the Overlord Spear in one hand, and then back at Lord Wu'an.

Huh?

Wait, wait?

Isn't the style of this street a little too terrible?!

No, what is this place?

There's a problem!

There's a problem here!

At this time, from the front of the old street, came the sound of warhorses neighing. A broad-chested and tall warhorse appeared from the front as if stepping on flames. A tall man held the Green Dragon Crescent Blade diagonally in his right hand, and his phoenix eyes slowly opened, saying slowly, "What wicked god dares to act up?"

"Does he know Guan's Green Dragon Crescent Blade..."

The only person in the Twenty-Four Histories to have a record of killing a top general in battle, his威震 Huaxia shook the Central Plains.

At the end of the old street, Zhang Wenyuan, who had returned from delivering a letter to Zhuge Kongming, smiled and drew out his battle halberd.

"I never thought I would be able to join forces with the Marquis."

"It is Wenyuan's good fortune."

"In the Battle of Baima that year, the Marquis killed a top general in battle, but Wenyuan gained nothing. Today, I must kill more heads than the Marquis."

He snatched the morale of an army of a hundred thousand with just eight hundred men.

The origin of the idiom *deng feng xian zhen* (charging through enemy lines).

The leading water god frowned.

How dare these mere four people be so arrogant?!

Lord Wu'an counted, "One, two, three... there is no particularly powerful aura. A total of twenty-eight. Hmm, four against twenty-eight."

The water god looked up, sneering in his heart.

It seems he also knows the difference in strength between us.

Four against twenty-eight, no matter how you look at it...

Lord Wu'an said slowly, "The advantage is on our side. Gentlemen, as always, annihilate them all..."

"Forget it, don't annihilate them all. Leave a few heads. We need to ask for information."

Lord Wu'an suppressed his impulse.

After saying "don't annihilate them all," he actually felt a sense of loss.

And after asking?

Lord Wu'an's behavior pattern already showed what would happen after the questioning.

The water god's face was blank. "???!"

No?!

Wait, four mortals against twenty-eight gods, how is the advantage on your side...?

Guan Yunchang's tone was rare and gentle, "Then let's have a competition."

The Green Dragon Crescent Blade was held diagonally, its blade dragging on the ground.

The Red Hare, clad in heavy armor, stepped forward, causing the ground to collapse.

In Zhang Liao's hand, the battle halberd was raised.

The Overlord Spear was just held casually, so lazy as to be defenseless.

The Qin sword was raised with both hands, and the auras of the three famous generals of tactics and strategy merged together by Lord Wu'an at this moment, reaching resonance, their strengths circulating, and their power soaring again.

A four-way encirclement.

The meaning of encirclement is that you are surrounded by the four of us.

Just as they were about to start fighting, two more figures suddenly arrived from afar. They were two beautiful women, one of whom was wearing a goose-yellow dress. She was shocked when she saw the scene and said anxiously, "Stop, what's going on? Didn't I tell you to come here and pay a good visit?"

Anger appeared in her eyes as she looked at the water god.

The water god was shocked and said, "...This, Empress Ehuang, I did pay a good visit."

He was also very aggrieved, "To tell the Empress the truth, we followed the rules of the Age of Gods, bringing gifts, spreading our aura in advance to show respect and lack of hostility, and came respectfully. But who knew these four reckless men would be so unreasonable and start fighting as soon as they met."

Ehuang was stunned, and then didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Wei Yuan, who had been secretly preparing to attack, also came out.

He was surprised in his heart.

These water gods didn't belong to the *Shan Hai Jing* world. He originally thought they were Gonggong's, but he didn't expect they were Ehuang and Nuying. Speaking of which, these two hadn't seen each other for a while. Last time he saw them, they were said to be organizing and dredging the water veins and water gods in various places.

Was this what they were doing?

He didn't expect that because of cultural differences, the etiquette of showing respect in the Age of Gods was almost a slap in the face in this era when the supernatural had just begun to recover. They almost fought. After the explanation, the four famous generals disarmed.

"So that's how it is. We're really sorry."

The four said so.

They were quite sincere.

But for some reason, everyone could see the regret and disappointment on these four guys' faces. They weren't wild monsters after all. They couldn't fight.

Xiang Hongyu turned back to cook. After reincarnation, this guy had directly become a homely暖男 (warm man).

Of course, his personality was still very unruly.

His warmth was only for Yu Ji.

He would even ask Wei Yuan for cooking recipes, having learned almost all the Jiangnan snacks.

He was almost comparable to Wei Yuan in making snacks.

Guan Yunchang and Zhang Wenyuan, who had recovered to their full strength, returned to the house.

The armor on Lord Wu'an, Bai Qi, disappeared. He was the only one who had activated his armor just now. After all, as a master of military strategy, although he was the first of the Ten Philosophers of War, he couldn't beat those three in a head-on fight. If he had to say it, Lord Wu'an belonged to a five-star support god card, while those three were reckless men.

Moreover, they were full-on violent output templates.

Of course, this kind of full-on violent output famous general was more popular.

For example, Guan Yunchang directly took the head of a top general from among thousands of troops.

He also took the heart of Prime Minister Cao.

Just imagine if it were you, facing Yuan Shao, whose strength was much stronger than yours, and you yourself felt that you were going to lose this battle, suddenly a god card descended from the sky and directly chopped off the head of the number one fierce general in Yuan Shao's camp, and it was still from among thousands of troops. The morale crushing effect on the other side was huge.

This was recorded in official history.

Even Yuan Shao had to consider whether there was such a terrifying bearded man who would break through the army's defenses with a two-and-a-half-meter-long broadsword and cut off his head. It was truly becoming a marquis in one battle.

If it were you, wouldn't you equip this god card with all kinds of good equipment?

And level it up.

But after you poured out your heart and soul, you suddenly discovered that this five-star god general card was just a temporary trial card.

This card belonged to Liu Xuande.

He turned around and ran away with a body full of divine equipment and rare titles.

The sense of gap.

The hatred value for Liu Xuande rose.

For Cao Mengde, that feeling was like seeing his beloved turn around and run away with someone else, preferring to live with that poor man rather than staying with him, coupled with the frustration of a non-chief who had to die.

And these water gods had no choice but to ignore the regret and loss in the eyes of these famous generals, and stroked their beards with a smile, "What, haha, that's Zhang Wenyuan and Guan Yunchang. We don't know who this general is. This old man feels quite familiar, as if we've met before."

Bai Qi said in a gentle tone, "Wu'an."

The old water god's expression froze.

"Lord Wu'an of Qin? Lord Wu'an of Zhao?"

"Qin."

"You you you... Bai Qi, you're still alive?!"

The old water god's lips trembled, and his hands were shaking. Then his eyes rolled back, and he fainted directly, revealing the appearance of a *duan wei jiao long* (short-tailed dragon). Bai Qi was stunned, and then pondered, "So it's you. I didn't expect you to still be alive."

Ancient books record that when Wu'an marched, a white snake blocked the road, and trees and stones fell. He cut them down and set up camp.

At night, an immortal entered his dream.

He drew his sword and cut him down again.

The water god who had seen the nightmare of more than two thousand years ago went into shock again.

Wei Yuan supported his forehead, recalling that these famous generals from around the Age of Gods had probably fought with the gods of Shenzhou. That's not right. Lord Wu'an flooded the Chu kingdom during the Age of Gods and even forced Chu to move its capital. Then the ancient Chu gods might have been defeated by Lord Wu'an.

"However, you two bringing these..."

Wei Yuan pointed to the water gods of various shapes and sizes who were honestly restraining their auras.

"What's the situation?"

Ehuang's voice was gentle, "My sister and I are neither good at fighting nor as good at planning as Nujiao. Therefore, we had to find a way to contact the local water vein gods. Therefore, these are the water gods who are willing to stand on the side of the human world and are unwilling to collude with Gonggong."

Wei Yuan looked up in surprise.

Ehuang pursed her lips and smiled, "Back then, Yu the Great controlled the floods, it seems that he cut off the water veins to weaken Gonggong's strength as much as possible. We can't help in battle, so we have to do something insignificant."

Wei Yuan was stunned, and then said solemnly, "This is not an insignificant thing."

Could it be that these two had put all their skill points in negotiation and logistics?

"Please..."

He made a gesture of invitation. Ehuang shook her head and said, "This time, we are not visiting Curator Wei."

"This time, we are here to find Jue'er."

"To find Kunlun."

..................

In the end, Curator Wei, who was carrying a sword, saw Ehuang and Nuying go to the flower shop across the street. He originally planned to solve the problem himself, just like in the past, but he just came out for a walk and then awkwardly returned, because things were resolved.

A'liang used a spell to hide the memories of the surrounding neighbors.

Knowing too much is dangerous and troublesome. The pressure of the gods will also affect their lives, just like watching a horror movie, and it's the kind with double the effect, which will cause nightmares for many years in a row.

Wei Yuan always felt that in the future, the Oblivion Spell of the old street would become standard equipment, like Dragon and Tiger blood pressure medicine.

A'liang stretched his shoulders and came back. He was about to go back to study the formation when he saw the lost expression on Wei Yuan's face. He paused, patted Wei Yuan's shoulder. Wei Yuan subconsciously turned his head to the left, but found that there was no one there. A'liang had already hid on the right. Wei Yuan was a little helpless. Was he so naughty now?

A'liang smiled and said, "What's wrong, A'yuan? Do you feel lonely because you don't have to take action yourself?"

Wei Yuan said, "Is it that obvious?"

The young man smiled and said, "I told you, A'yuan, your feelings are written all over your face. It's impossible to ignore them. However, if you feel that you're not being put to use, you don't have to." The young strategist lightly waved his feather fan and said, "Indeed, this time, the crisis was resolved by Lord Wu'an and the Overlord, and Ehuang, Nuying, and Miss Jue can complete a part of Yu's mission back then."

"It really seems like A'yuan, you don't have to be so busy."

"But, don't forget, we are all gathered together because of you."

The young strategist's feather fan划过 hua guo (划过) the air, pointing to the space between Wei Yuan's eyebrows, and smiling gently, "To obtain the power to negate the gods from these vast five thousand years."

"It is a great cause that only you can accomplish."

"Therefore, the Overlord of Western Chu will join forces with Lord Wu'an, and the god of war of the Great Wei and the god of war of the Great Han can also stand together. The monsters and white snakes in the stories, the true cultivators in Buddhism, these people who would have killed each other are able to coexist because of you."

"I, we."

The young man pointed to himself, smiling, "This is the meaning of A'yuan's five thousand years of solitary journey."

"You have never been lonely."

Wei Yuan's heart stirred, and his expression softened. Then A'liang put his feather fan behind his back and shrugged his shoulders, saying, "After all, reckless men sometimes have brilliant ideas, right? Is this considered obtaining the strategy to defeat the most genius strategist from the hands of a reckless man?"

The young man took the opportunity to tease him.

Wei Yuan rubbed his chin and said, "You have to follow up every touching word with a sarcastic remark."

"A'liang, are you... shy?"

"Are you not used to saying such touching words?"

The white-clad strategist's face froze. "............"

"No way, no way, Zhuge Wu Hou would actually feel embarrassed?"

The young strategist closed his eyes and put down his feather fan.

Wei Yuan asked in confusion, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"Could it be that you're so shy that you're embarrassed to open your eyes?"

The white-clad youth took half a step forward, and his right fist suddenly slammed heavily into Wei Yuan's stomach. Curator Wei was directly knocked down, his mouth twitching. The youth picked up his feather fan, turned around and returned to the house, slamming the door shut, and sneered, "You scoundrel!"

"I, Liang, have never seen such a shameless person!"

Wei Yuan clutched his stomach. He didn't use his magic power just now, otherwise A'liang would have been injured. Instead, he took a solid punch. He looked at the closed door and shouted, "What's for lunch?"

A voice came from inside the door, "Longjing Shrimp."

Wei Yuan patted his knees and stood up:

"Okay, it seems he's not angry."

..................

Qingqiu Country—

Chi You's Secret Realm. A figure slowly stepped into it, avoiding layers of formation blockades.

And then came to the last seal.

He took a slight breath, formed a hand seal, and shot out one after another. Qingqiu Country's seal was extremely strict, especially the Land of Chi You. According to the time of day, the terrain, and the changes of the years, the means of breaking the formation were also different. And he had long been familiar with all the variations in these years.

However, after the hand seal, the formation did not change at all.

His smile slowly solidified, and repeated attempts were unsuccessful. All the solutions he knew had no effect, and he became more and more flustered.

A soft and melodious humming sound came from behind.

"Waiting for my love..."

His movements froze, and the hairs on his back stood up one by one.

PS: Today's first update...