I opened the Ming Dynasty

At this critical moment, there was a shocking, earth-shattering thunder in the sky, as if the violent god who dominated the chaos in ancient times was roaring madly and unscrupulously with a rage that was enough to destroy the entire universe.

The sound of thunder was like thousands of horses galloping on the cliffs, or like thousands of troops fighting in the bottomless abyss. It carried a terrifying force that could tear apart endless time and space, like a surging and boundless storm, madly impacting and shaking the entire world with its devastating and unstoppable momentum.

In an instant, the sky was illuminated by the thunder as pale as day, and lightning flashed through the clouds like ferocious dragons, as if it was going to tear the sky apart completely.

The howling wind blew up the sand and fallen leaves, forming madly spinning whirlpools.

Everything in the world seemed to be crushed to dust in an instant under the pressure of thunder. The towering mountains trembled in the roar, and huge rocks rolled down; the vast forests shook violently in the strong wind, and the branches and leaves flew; the rushing rivers raised huge waves and surged violently.

Every inch of space was filled with this violent sound waves. Every heart was plunged into extreme panic and trembling in this incomparable shock. It seemed as if the soul was about to be torn out of the body by this earth-shaking noise.

Then, without warning, a beam of extremely brilliant light descended from the sky with the force of thunder. The light was dazzling, like the Milky Way bursting its banks and pouring down from the sky, vast and mighty, with endless mystery and fantasy. Its brilliance surpassed the sum of all the treasures in the world, and instantly enveloped the two injured sisters completely.

This light seemed to have life, gently and firmly enveloping the two sisters, as if it was the light of mercy showered from heaven, or like a magical shield from an unknown world.

Wherever the light reaches, time seems to freeze and space seems to be distorted. The two sisters are in it, as if they are in a sacred realm isolated from the world.

In the light, there is a mysterious and powerful force beyond imagination. That force is warm and gentle, like a mother's affectionate and loving caress, delicate and soothing, slowly soothing the sisters' scarred bodies with endless tenderness and care.

This power is like the warmest breeze in spring, gently blowing across the delicate flowers in the fields; it is like the softest warm sunshine in late autumn, gently sprinkling on the golden rice fields; it is also like the hottest fire in the cold winter, continuously emitting reassuring heat.

With an indescribable gentleness, it nourishes the sisters' traumatized bodies and minds inch by inch, like a silent yet soul-stirring healing dance.

Under the careful nourishment of this light, the shocking and unbearable wounds on the sisters' bodies began to heal rapidly at an astonishing speed visible to the naked eye.

Those originally hideous, bloody wounds seemed to be gently stroked by an invisible and magical hand, and instantly glowed with new vitality.

The broken meridians were like a broken pearl necklace being strung together again, one by one, accurately and flawlessly, regaining their former smoothness and toughness.

And the vital energy that was almost consumed and nearly exhausted was now like the earth that had been dry for a long time and finally received a rain. It greedily absorbed the energy bestowed by the light and recovered rapidly at an incredible speed, filling the bodies of the two sisters and making them glow with vigor and vitality again.

The moment Yao Guangxiao and Li Tianhua saw this scene, the smug expressions on their faces froze in an instant, like a lake that had suddenly frozen.

The corners of his mouth, which had been raised high and full of pride before, suddenly drooped down, and his eyes, which had previously flashed with cunning and conceit, were now filled with endless fear.

Their faces looked like sculptures under a spell, with stiff muscles and distorted expressions.

Their originally rosy faces turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down their foreheads uncontrollably, as if they were the concrete manifestation of their inner fear.

The fear spread quickly like a tide, engulfing every inch of skin on their faces. Every subtle expression told of the uncontrollable panic deep in their hearts.

"How is this possible?" Yao Guangxiao screamed in a trembling voice, which seemed to come from the depths of his broken soul, filled with extreme shock and fear. His whole body was shaking involuntarily, and every cell seemed to be impacted by this unimaginable scene.

Li Tianhua widened his eyes, as if his eyeballs were about to pop out of their sockets, his face full of disbelief.

His facial muscles were stretched to the extreme, with veins bulging like winding earthworms. His originally calm face was now distorted and deformed due to extreme shock, as if it had been severely squeezed by an invisible giant hand.

As they fell into extreme terror, the brilliant light gradually converged like the tide, slowly but unwaveringly.

Every time the light fades, it seems to carry a mysterious rhythm, like a grand and solemn piece of music gradually coming to an end.

As the light gradually faded, an extremely tall and majestic figure slowly emerged from it.

The figure was looming at first, like misty mountains in the morning mist. As the light continued to converge, the figure became clearer, as if it was a peerless powerful being who walked out of ancient mythology, with endless majesty and mystery.

The space seemed to be controlled by an unknown mysterious force in an instant, and everything became unreal and blurry.

There was a hazy glow surrounding the figure, making its outline unclear, like a mysterious being walking out of ancient mythology.

I saw a figure as tall and straight as a mountain, emitting a terrifying aura.

He is wearing a glittering and magnificent robe. The patterns embroidered on the robe are like bright stars constantly moving in the vast universe, or like mysterious runes moving dynamically driven by invisible forces, as if it contains the unfathomable endless mysteries of the entire universe and the breathtaking magical power.

Every flicker of light seems like God is deliberately revealing some secret that is hidden in the world and unknown to human beings.

The flickering light is like a mysterious messenger, carrying revelations from ancient times, or like a messenger of wisdom, trying to break through the fog and reveal to the world the truth hidden deep in the long river of time.

Every leap of light is like an ancient spell being chanted softly, and every disappearance of a glimmer is like a piece of dusty history coming to a quiet end.

The face was obscured by the dim light, but vaguely visible were the firm outlines and majestic aura. Just this vague appearance was enough to make people fall into extreme shock, as if they were facing a supreme being beyond the mundane.

There was a bright and shining light in his eyes, like two bottomless windows of the soul that could see through everything in the world.

The light is like the brightest star in the night sky, and also like the chaotic light that burst out at the beginning of the universe, mysterious and captivating.

Every glance carries a force that is powerful enough to shock people's hearts and overturn the world.

That gaze was like an invisible storm, stirring up stormy waves in the soul wherever it went; it was also like hot magma, instantly melting all wills it touched.

No one dared to look it in the eye, for fear that their soul would be taken away by it. It seemed that if they were just slightly exposed to that gaze, their own soul would be ruthlessly swept away like a fragile autumn leaf and disappear into the endless depth and mystery.

Her hair fluttered freely in the wind, and each strand was like a lively silk string, playing a mysterious melody in the wind.

There seemed to be starlight that appeared and disappeared like elves, and the light was like a dream, interweaving into an extremely gorgeous picture, which was so magical and extraordinary that it was unbelievable.

The crown on its head shines with a dazzling light, which is brighter than any treasure in the world.

It seems as if all the brilliant essence of the stars in the sky are condensed here, and it seems as if the first rays of dawn at countless dawns are gathered here.

The light was so dazzling and so brilliant that once one's eyes touched it, one would be instantly attracted to it and unable to extricate oneself from it. One would feel dazzled and dazzled, as if the entire soul would be swallowed up by this light.

The accessories around the waist exude a strange glow, as if connecting to an unknown mysterious world.

The appearance of this figure plunged the entire battlefield into deathly silence. Everyone was shrouded in extreme mystery and shock, and their heartbeats seemed to stop at this moment.

As the light gradually became clearer like the dawn, everyone's eyes widened, their hearts beating rapidly, and with great tension and expectation, they finally saw clearly -

The visitor turned out to be the great Zhenwu Emperor, who was so famous and renowned in the legend!

He was a tall and majestic figure, like a mountain towering into the clouds, giving people an endless pressure. His face was firm, like a carefully carved marble statue, with clear edges and corners.

His sword-like eyebrows slanted into his temples, and his eyes were like a deep cold pool, icy and majestic. Wherever his eyes passed, people felt like they were falling into an ice cellar.

The bridge of his nose is straight, standing tall like a mountain, showing his determination and courage.

The tightly closed lips and hard lines reveal unquestionable majesty.

At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped, everyone's breath seemed to be taken away, and the air was filled with shock and awe.

Everyone's eyes were filled with incredible astonishment, as if they had seen a great being that only existed in myths and fantasies suddenly descend into this ordinary world.

His gaze was like lightning that cut through the dark sky. It was filled with chilling sharpness and majesty, and instantly swept across the smoke-filled battlefield with the force of thunder.

That gaze was like an invisible sharp blade, and wherever it went, the air seemed to be cut into pieces; it was also like a surging wave, instantly dispersing all the chaos and confusion on the battlefield.

This gaze was like a ray of judgment light from ancient times, carrying with it a resolute force and irresistible will, plunging the entire battlefield into absolute silence and solemnity at that moment.

When he saw that the "Infinite Chaos Frost Overlord Sword" transformed by his daughter had been broken into two pieces, and Pan Yue and Ling Feng were covered in wounds, a trace of uncontrollable anger flashed in his eyes.

The anger was like thousands of thunders exploding wildly in his eyes, and each thunder contained endless destructive power, as if it would blow everything in front of him into pieces.

The rage was like surging magma, churning violently deep in the eyes, and it seemed that it would break through the constraints of the eye sockets at any time, erupting and drowning the entire world in this burning rage.

This anger seemed to be a curse from ancient times, carrying with it endless resentment and violent power, capable of devouring the entire heaven and earth, turning all things in the world into nothingness under this raging rage.

It was like a doomsday storm, sweeping in with devastating force. Wherever it passed, whether it was mountains, rivers, stars, sun and moon, they would tremble, collapse and dissipate in this violent rage.

The sharp gaze of Emperor Zhenwu swept quickly across the smoke-filled and chaotic battlefield, like lightning in the wind, fierce and urgent.

That gaze was like an invisible giant net, taking in every corner and every detail of the battlefield.

Finally, his gaze, like a sharp arrow shot from a bow, locked accurately on Yao Guangxiao and Li Tianhua, who were feeling smug at the moment but were deeply worried.

The chill and pressure in those eyes seemed to be able to freeze them in place in an instant, leaving them with nowhere to escape.

He felt an evil and powerful force from them, and it was this force that hurt the "Infinite Chaos Frost Sword".

"You two villains, today is your doom!" roared the Great Emperor Zhenwu, his voice filled with endless anger and majesty.

The Great Emperor Zhenwu let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth and made the ghosts weep. That roar was like the rolling thunder rushing in from the ancient times, carrying endless anger and supreme majesty. It made the whole heaven and earth tremble, and the wind and clouds changed color in panic.

After this roar, his eyes, filled with raging anger and deep pity, suddenly turned to the broken "Infinite Chaos Frost Sword" floating in the air.

I saw him slowly stretching out his right hand, which was broad and strong, as if it contained a powerful force that could dominate the heaven and earth.

At this moment, the broken sword seemed to be given a fresh life in an instant, and deeply felt the father's deep and urgent call. The sword body trembled slightly, making a low sound, as if telling his father about his grievances and unwillingness.

Then, it slowly and obediently fell into the rock-solid palm of Emperor Zhenwu, just like a long-wandering wanderer finally falling into the warm and solid embrace of a harbor.

The emperor just gently grabbed in the air with his left hand, and a ball of brilliant colorful light appeared in his hand.

The light pulsed as if it had life, emitting extremely powerful fluctuations of power.

The emperor slowly brought the colorful light closer to the broken sword, and the light instantly turned into countless tiny rays of light, winding around the sword like a spirit snake...