Daqin Zhentiansi

Zhang Yuan withstood and neutralized the three deadly moves by using the Chaotic Sword Intent as the foundation, the Fierce Sword Divine Power as the edge, and the Dragon Elephant Will as the shield!
He remained as steady as a rock, even using the force to his advantage to counteract the impact.

The Chaos Sword Domain suddenly shrank inward, and the killing power of billions of sword energies increased several times over, suppressing the three Heavenly Demon Venerables firmly at the core of the Sword Domain. The bone ship shattered, the nebula collapsed, and the chains wailed!
Right now!

"Om-!"

The Yongtian teleportation pillar pierced through the void and shone brightly. The figures of the Qin prince and the war marquises were clearly visible within the pillar, and they were about to arrive at the edge of the sealed-off Tongzhou!

"Don't think about it!"

The three Heavenly Demon Venerables, trapped in the Sword Domain, let out a roar that shattered the starry river.

Ignoring the frenzied killing power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi, they forcibly burned their primordial demonic blood and activated forbidden divine powers!
The wrecked bone ship of the Bone-Eating Demon Lord exploded with a roar, turning into a foul, bloody river!
At the core of the collapsed nebula of the Evil Eye Great Sage, the chaotic evil eye exploded, spewing out a chaotic torrent that reversed time and space!
The Soul-Locking Great Sage's pale bone staff shattered inch by inch, releasing the resentment accumulated over billions of years!

The three devastating forces did not attack Zhang Yuan or the pillar of light, but instead collided violently together!
"Reversing the past and present, breaking the flow of time and space!"

"Boom——!"

A terrifying torrent, whose colors were indescribable and which distorted the laws of time and space, was forcibly stirred up!
A phantom river, illusory and vast, carrying countless fragments of light and shadow from the past and future, was forcibly pulled out of nothingness by these three forces and stood in front of the teleportation beam!
The river of time has flowed back!

The beam of light seemed to have struck an invisible wall of sighs, causing it to vibrate violently and the passage to become illusory and unstable.

Within the pillar of light, the figures of Ying Rong, Su Jing, and others appeared as if they were about to be thrown out of the timeline!

"His Majesty!"

Zhang Yuan's pupils suddenly contracted, and he let out a long shout.

At the summit of Yongtian Imperial City, Emperor Yuankang's black robes billowed, and his eyes blazed with an unprecedentedly resolute divine light!
"How dare you! You actually dare to forcibly open the Time Rift! This is perilous, but it is also the only chance for our Great Qin to reunite the thirty-six continents and merge with the eternal Great Dao!"

He let out a long roar and suddenly raised his hands to the sky!

"In my name! On the sacrifice of the nation! The Great Qin's Heavenly Way—to establish its rule over the long river!"

The suspended Imperial Seal burst forth with unprecedented light, and a vast phantom image of the Nine Provinces and the common people appeared on its body!
The immense national fortune accumulated over millennia by the Great Qin Dynasty and the complete Heavenly Laws of Yongtian Continent transformed into countless dazzling golden chains.

Ignoring spatial distance, it instantly wrapped itself around the illusory image of the river of time that had been forcibly drawn out!

"Zheng! Zheng! Zheng!"

The golden chains taut, emitting a clanging sound like they could shatter gold and split stone, forcefully freezing the surging river of time!

The swirling fragments of light and shadow within the long river momentarily paused.

"Roar—! Motoyasu! You're insane!"

The Bone-Eating Demon Lord roared in utter terror and fury within the Sword Domain.

It felt its own essence being tightly bound by those golden chains, tied to the river of time!
The chaotic consciousness of the Evil-Eyed Great Sage also screeched sharply: "So that's how it is! You want to sacrifice us, using our original demonic blood and the power of time and space as fuel to ignite the bridge connecting the past and the present! To forcibly integrate your anomaly of the Heavenly Dao into the timeline of the thirty-six continents left behind by the ancient divine court!"

"Reunite the land and its people? You want to steal the legacy of the Divine Court!"

The voice of the Soul-Locking Great Sage was filled with resentment: "The backlash of time is intolerable to Heaven! Yuan Kang! Zhang Yuan! You will be punished by Heaven and buried with us!"

Emperor Yuankang's face instantly turned ashen, his temples were visibly frosted with white, and his once vibrant life force was rapidly fading away.

But his arms, supporting the Imperial Seal, remained as steady as Mount Tai, and his voice, carrying an unquestionable imperial majesty, resounded in the hearts of all the cultivators of the Great Qin:
"In the name of the Emperor of Great Qin, I pave the way for the eternal prosperity of Great Qin! Minister Zhang!"

Zhang Yuan suddenly looked up in the Chaotic Sword Domain, his gaze piercing through endless time and space. He seemed to see the majestic figure burning his life and standing firm against the long river of time atop the imperial city, and he also saw Princess Zhao Yu, dressed in plain clothes, gazing quietly into the void on the city wall.

There were no words, no calls.

She simply stood there, like a lotus standing still in a storm, her eyes clear, reflecting the golden pillar of light that pierced the heavens and the chaotic sword domain.

In those eyes was unspoken trust, a quiet concern buried deep in the heart.

Zhang Yuan felt as if he had been struck hard in the heart, which then transformed into a resolute fighting spirit that would burn everything to the ground!

"Your subject—obeys the decree!" A thunderous shout shook the heavens!

"boom!"

His chaotic true essence and the power of the thirteen fierce swords were completely ignited!
The golden body of the dragon and elephant, suppressing the prison, merges with the light of destiny!

The Ten Directions Sword Stele beneath his feet erupted with unprecedented light, and the newly formed power of Zhao Zhou's Dao Foundation was completely extracted, transforming into a torrent of profound yellow color!

Zhang Yuan stepped out of the Zhuxian Sword Domain, his figure transforming into a chaotic stream of light that tore through eternity!

He no longer looked at the three Heavenly Demons behind him who were chained to the River of Time; his gaze was fixed only on the surging river that had been forcibly fixed by the Great Qin Heavenly Dao!

"The Great Qin Heavenly Way, follow me—pave the way!"

Transform your body into a sword!

Carrying the power of the Great Qin Heavenly Dao, Zhao Zhou's newly formed Dao foundation, the Chaos Sword Intent, and the supreme will of the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison, Zhang Yuan, like a giant axe that splits the heavens, crashed into the long river of time, where light and shadow intertwined and dangers were unpredictable!

"puff--!"

The tides of time swallowed it up in an instant!

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Mountains shrouded in clouds and mist.

A faint, mysterious light flickered amidst the vast sea of ​​clouds.

"Junior Brother Zhang Yuan! The time has come, it's time to set off!"

A clear, urging voice rang out from the clouds.

A blue auspicious cloud hovered, and a middle-aged Taoist priest in a blue robe fluttered gently in the breeze.

The ancient jade pendant at his waist radiated a warm luster.

Inside the cave, Zhang Yuan slowly opened his eyes.

The chaotic true essence flowing around his body quietly receded, transforming into the most inconspicuous Qi refining true essence.

All the power merged into the ocean like water droplets, perfectly concealing the Heavenly Dao origin of the Great Qin Dynasty within him, as well as the ferocity of the Thirteen Fiend Swords.

At this point, three months had passed since he crossed the river of time.

The three months of meditation, and that earth-shattering "teleportation" experience, still surge in my mind, as clear as yesterday.

He did not travel to Tongzhou in the Qin Dynasty, nor did he set foot on the former territory of the Zhou Dynasty.

He carried the will of the Great Qin Heavenly Dao, and with the supreme power of Emperor Yuankang's Imperial Seal and the blessing of his own Chaotic Sword Domain, he was like an axe that split the heavens and earth, and he crashed into the long river of time that was stirred up by the Heavenly Demon and forcibly locked by the national destiny of the Great Qin!

The long river surges and the angry waves crash against the shore.

Fragments of light and shadow flashed by beside me.

Shattered stars fell like rain, and the roars of gods and demons shook the void.

The rise and fall of civilizations are as rapid as a revolving lantern.

Countless powerful auras, so formidable that even he, at the peak of the Saint Realm, felt a chill run down his spine, brushed past him.

If not for the protection of the Chaos Furnace and the Thirteen Ferocious Swords, the raging spacetime turbulence would have been enough to tear an ordinary Venerable into the most basic particles.

When the tearing sensation that could crush stars suddenly disappeared and he felt a solid touch under his feet, he had stepped onto a land with an ancient aura that was suffocating.

The Primordial Continent of Tongtian!
Beyond the source of time!
The starting point of the evolution of all realms!
This place is unlike anything seen in later generations. The sky is crystal clear, and the pure blue is so vast and awe-inspiring that it takes your breath away.

The earth beneath his feet was vast and boundless; even with his divine sense reaching its limit, he could not touch the edge of this world!

With each breath, the rich, almost liquefied, innate spiritual energy surged into his lungs, like the primordial essence from the creation of the world, nourishing every inch of his flesh and bones.

The mountain range resembles an ancient dragon lying prone, its scale far exceeding the sum of Yongtian and even the entire territory of the Great Qin.

This place is a paradise for mythical beasts, and a primitive battlefield where the strong prey on the weak.

Countless powerful auras spread out like stars.

Beneath the sea of ​​clouds in the Eastern Thunder Marsh, the shadow of the enormous, mountain-like Kui Niu appears and disappears intermittently.

With a single foot stomping the ground, a muffled thunderclap reverberated for thousands of miles, the divine power to control thunder tearing the sky apart.

A menacing aura emanated from the foot of Mount Buzhou in the west, faintly reaching the sky.

The white-haired, barefoot Zhu Yan roared amidst the majestic mountains.

Its appearance signifies that war and conflict will break out across the land, symbolizing chaos and slaughter.

A magnificent phoenix rises from the ashes of a southern volcano, its flames reaching the heavens.

With a flick of its wings, it can scorch mountains and boil seas; the Southern Ming Fire can burn everything, and being reborn from the ashes is its supreme talent.

The cold air of the dark, icy abyss in the north froze the void, and the Xuan Turtle carrying the giant island slowly rose and fell.

Its carapace is naturally engraved with Daoist runes, providing unparalleled defense; a single breath is enough to freeze thousands of miles.

In the central, ancient forest, thousands of auspicious wisps of energy rise, and a Qilin rides on auspicious clouds, its mouth exuding benevolence that can quell disputes and also activate the earth's dragon energy, bringing blessings to all directions.

The Nine Nether Abyss is filled with poisonous miasma, and Xiangliu, with its nine hideous heads, dwells within it. Its spewing venom and turbid currents can corrode all things in heaven and earth, earning it a fearsome reputation.

A golden-winged roc spreads its wings amidst the fierce winds of the heavens, soaring straight up ninety thousand miles.

Its sharp claws gleam with a cold light, and legend has it that they can tear apart a true dragon. Its speed is unparalleled in the primordial world, disappearing in an instant.

The dragon race in the boundless seas can stir up rivers and seas, control clouds and rain, and rule the four seas. They are the undisputed supreme beings of the waters.

There is also the legendary Kunpeng, which is hidden in the Northern Sea. In its fish form, its size is unknown, but when it transforms into a bird, its wings are like clouds hanging from the sky, and the wind and clouds change color with the flapping of its wings.

In the primordial world, heaven and earth were without flaw, their vast expanse stretching to infinity.

However, the true rulers of this vast world, where gods and demons coexisted, were not these incredibly powerful divine beast races.

Above the nine heavens, the majestic celestial palace exudes an awe-inspiring and omnipresent order of law, hanging above the heads of all living beings.

The occasional patrolling guards that streak across the sky are clad in silver armor, have wings on their backs, and vertical pupils on their foreheads.

Three-eyed wings!

The Celestial Race!
In the primordial ancient times, they were not the "Heavenly Demons" of later generations who were corrupted by demonic energy and became twisted and ferocious, but rather perfect and naturally sacred rulers of heaven and earth!

Their three eyes can see through illusions, their wings can soar through the heavens, and their blood flows with an affinity for the laws of nature.

The one who sits on the highest divine throne in the Heavenly Palace, capable of causing the world to collapse and the universe to reopen with a single thought, is the Heavenly Venerable who has stepped into the Supreme Realm and whose power is immeasurable!
Now, Zhang Yuan has a clear understanding of the peak levels of primordial power.

Above the Saint Realm, after the four realms of Venerables, lies the Supreme Being.

The four realms of sainthood: reincarnation reverses life and death, creation creates things from the void, time manipulates the flow of space and time, and destiny alters cause and effect.

Each realm is a different world, and the difference between each realm is like an insurmountable chasm.

The four realms of the Venerable One belong to the reconstruction of the origin.

In the beginning of chaos, stars fell and the birth and death of stars were governed. The Void created the final realm. In the beginning, words became law and the mouth contained the law of heaven.

The realm of the Venerable One has begun to touch upon the mysteries of the origin of heaven and earth.

In the primordial world, above the Venerables, there are Supreme Beings!
The Supreme Realm is the path to transcendence for the greatest beings in the world, and each of its four levels requires countless years to reach.

Boundless, it breaks free from the constraints of dimensions and transforms into billions.

The consciousness of Hengsha is projected into all the heavens and myriad worlds.

A complete microcosm was conceived within the body of Creation.

Transcending the river of time, eternally indestructible!
The realm of the Celestial Venerable is the pinnacle of this world. Its power is like the Heavenly Dao itself, beyond the imagination of saints and venerables. It can annihilate all living beings with a single thought.

Although Zhang Yuan's cultivation has reached the peak of the Heavenly Fate Saint Realm, with his physical body, cultivation, and divine soul all at their peak, he can be considered a Great Saint.

He possesses the power of the Nine Heavens, and also has unparalleled resources such as the Chaos Pearl, the Dragon Elephant Prison-Suppressing Stele, and the Thirteen Ferocious Swords.

However, in this desolate Tongtian Continent, facing the unfathomable Heavenly Venerable who resides high in the Heavenly Palace, and the Venerables under his command, one cannot truly act with impunity.

He needs to lie low and integrate.

In the primordial world, the celestial beings were high above, regarding all the races of the primordial world as mere straw dogs.

In order to rule the land, especially the human race with its great potential, the Heavenly Palace passed down the basic methods of Qi cultivation.

Although this technique grants power to humans, its core purpose is to strengthen their faith in and obedience to the Heavenly Palace. Upon reaching a higher level, one will be branded with the Heavenly Palace's Dao principles and become a tool.

Human cultivators became the executors of the celestial beings' management of the primordial world, suppression of divine beasts, and collection of tribute.

For this reason, when Zhang Yuan arrived in this world with his external aura, which was extremely similar to that of the Qi Refining Method, he was mistaken by the "Mysterious Jade Guardian Temple" as a rogue Qi Refiner who had ascended from a small world.

Qing Xuanzi, the chief disciple of the abbot and a senior guardian who had reached the Saint Realm of Creation, accepted Zhang Yuan and granted him a "certificate" symbolizing his status, making him a guardian of the Xuanyu Guardian Temple.

Only after becoming a garrison commander did Zhang Yuan realize that there were 38 million garrison commanders scattered like stars across the vast land where humans lived.

They are the foundational network upon which the Heavenly Palace controls the human race and draws upon the resources of the primordial world.

The garrison commander is responsible for completing various tasks assigned by the Heavenly Palace, including eliminating ferocious beasts, mediating tribal disputes, maintaining regional stability, and most importantly, collecting tribute from the various subordinate tribes.

Only by continuously completing tasks and accumulating merit can one advance within the Guardian Temple system, gaining access to better cultivation resources and opportunities to get closer to the core of the Heavenly Palace.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you to wait so long, Senior Brother Qingxuan."

Zhang Yuan walked out of the cave and bowed respectfully.

He instantly suppressed all thoughts about the Qin Dynasty and the river of time, and played the role of a junior Qi cultivator who had just arrived.

"It doesn't matter."

Qing Xuanzi stroked his beard and smiled, his eyes carrying a hint of scrutiny and concern as a teacher.

“Your foundation is quite solid, and your aura is pure. This time, you will come with me to the ‘Mountain Giant Ape’ clan in the ‘Western Territory of Thunder’ to collect this season’s tribute. This will allow you to familiarize yourself with your duties as a garrison commander and also witness the ‘style’ of these ancient races.”

"Mountain Giant Ape?" Zhang Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he replied, "Yes, I will follow your instructions, Senior Brother."

This tribe is said to possess immense strength and a violent nature. They occupy the treacherous mountains of the western region of Lei Ze and are notorious troublemakers under the rule of the Heavenly Palace.

Collecting their tribute was by no means an easy task.

But perhaps this is precisely the opportunity for him to quietly integrate the essence of the Great Qin Heavenly Dao more deeply into the order of the primordial world. (End of Chapter)