Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

The next day was a continuation of the nightmare. Only three airships appeared in the sky, but like messengers from hell, they set their sights on a newly assembled mixed Qiang tribe.

These people were all survivors of yesterday's bombing, but fate did not let them go.

I saw a huge incendiary bomb falling from the airship, dragging a long tail flame, and hitting the camp like a meteor.

In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and a huge fireball instantly engulfed the entire camp.

The temperature in the makeshift camp suddenly rose, as if it had turned into a scorching inferno.

Many people were surrounded by fire before they could react and let out miserable screams.

Not only that, because the combustion consumed a large amount of oxygen, many people felt difficulty breathing, as if an invisible hand was tightly strangling their throats.

Afterwards, those who came to inspect the scene were left speechless by the horror they witnessed. The dead had died in horrific conditions, their bodies twisted beyond recognition, a horrific sight.

Those who were not burned also had hideous expressions, their mouths wide open, and their eyes open, as if they had experienced extreme fear and pain before dying.

Such a tragic scene filled everyone's hearts with fear and awe.

There are even rumors that the souls of people who died in such a tragic way cannot be reincarnated and can only wander forever in this world full of pain.

In the end, the Qiang people were completely frightened by this horrific scene. They packed up their bags and fled this terrible land desperately.

The Sima family, under the double blow of losing external support and morale, was no longer able to resist and had no choice but to surrender.

Sima Ling and Sima Yan, two important figures of the Sima family, were strangled to death with ropes on the city wall.

Their bodies hung there, swaying gently in the breeze, as if telling the story of the Sima family's demise.

A few days later, Zhao Hongqiang, who came to accept the surrender, suppressed his inner nausea and walked through the city gate under the two corpses that had already begun to rot.

Inside and outside the city gates, there was a dead silence, as if everyone was mourning for this cruel war and the end of the Sima family...

When the Dingzhou Army took action this time, the entire Great Zhou, and even a neighboring barbarian tribe, knew that the Great Zhou had a secret weapon that could destroy a city with a single bullet.

An even more exaggerated statement is that the Great Zhou is blessed by gods and immortals are flying in the sky.

However, there is another version, which is that there are immortal cultivators in the territory of Da Zhou who cannot stand the suffering of the people and deliberately help.

Taoism has given a powerful interpretation to the latter legend.

According to legend, the world of immortal cultivation is vast and boundless, and flying with swords and riding on flying boats have become indispensable skills for immortal cultivators to roam the world.

Flying on a sword is a hallmark of immortal cultivators' travel. To perform this technique, the cultivator first mobilizes their inner spiritual energy, allowing it to rapidly converge in their palms like a surging river.

Traveling by flying boat is another unique experience.

Flying boats come in various sizes and shapes. Some are small and exquisite, only able to accommodate a few people; others are huge, like an aerial fortress, capable of carrying hundreds of people.

In the world of immortal cultivation, "divine thunder from heaven" is an extremely powerful and mysterious skill that terrifies all living things.

When a cultivator decides to perform this technique, he will first activate the internal skills in his body, causing the spiritual power in his body to surge wildly, as if setting off a spiritual power storm.

As the spiritual power continued to gather, the cultivator chanted something and quickly formed complex seals with his hands.

In an instant, the originally clear sky suddenly changed color, and thick dark clouds gathered quickly like a tide, piling up layer by layer to form a huge vortex.

Lightning flashed in the dark clouds, like nimble silver snakes weaving through the depths of the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, a thick purple bolt of lightning suddenly struck down from the clouds, accompanied by a deafening roar, as if it was going to split the entire world in half.

When the lightning approaches the target, it can also strike accurately according to the cultivator's thoughts.

The powerful force it contains can not only instantly destroy solid magic weapons and fortifications, but also cause serious damage to the soul of the practitioner.

If struck by this divine thunder, even a powerful monster would be instantly reduced to ashes; even a solid mountain would be blasted into a huge deep pit, with debris flying everywhere.

Since when, a mysterious legend has been spreading.

According to legend, there is a fairy mountain hidden in the world, where fairies live. With the guidance of the fairies, one can transcend the mundane world and embark on the path of cultivating immortality.

This legend was like a gust of wind, quickly blowing through the streets and alleys, stirring people's hearts and arousing the curiosity of countless people, who wondered: Where is such a fairy mountain?

The market is bustling with people and there are a wide variety of stalls.

An old man in coarse linen clothes was sitting in front of a tea stall, drinking tea.

At this time, a young man came over and asked curiously, "Old man, you are very knowledgeable. Do you know where the legendary fairy mountain is?"

The old man slowly put down his teacup, stroked his beard, and said, "Some say that the fairy mountain is in Dingzhou New City. I heard that strange lights often flash there. Maybe they are the traces of immortals."

A peddler nearby took over the conversation, "I heard it's on Baishi Mountain near Guangchang County. It's shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. It might be the location of the immortal mountain."

Everyone was talking at once, each with their own opinion. The whole market was lively because of this topic.

Since then, a strange scene has appeared in Dingzhou.

The road was filled with people, all of them dreaming of finding immortals. Some carried bags on their backs, some led horses, and they headed towards the direction of the immortal mountain they had imagined in their hearts.

After an unknown amount of time, a piece of news exploded among the crowd like thunder:

"Seventy miles southwest of Woniu City, there's a mountain with a huge rock on top. Inscribed on it are 'Ancient Wudang Mountain'! I heard that mountain is truly extraordinary, home not only to Taoist masters but also numerous immortal cultivators and ancient martial artists!"

This news was like a powerful magnet, instantly attracting more people's attention.

In the tavern, several merchants sat together, drinking and talking.

One of the merchants, who spoke with a foreign accent, said, "I've also heard that the Great Emperor Zhenwu was originally the third prince of the Jade Emperor, but was banished to the mortal world because he broke the commandments of heaven.

He was reborn as the crown prince born to Emperor Yang of Sui's beloved concubine. When he grew up, he could no longer stand Emperor Yang of Sui's incompetence and tyranny, so he began to travel around the country.

Another merchant hurriedly asked, "What happened next? What happened next?"

The merchant smiled proudly and continued, "Later, he came to our place and saw the beautiful scenery here, like a paradise on earth. He gave up the throne and built a hut here to practice Buddhism.

This prince practiced for forty-two years and finally achieved enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

After that, he went to Wudang Mountain in Hubei to preach. So, everyone calls the ancient Wudang Mountain in the north here the brother, and the Wudang Mountain in the south of Hubei the brother. There is also a saying that "Brother in the north, brother in the south" and "cultivate in the north and travel in the south".

Now that the Great Zhou Immortal has appeared in the world, it must be related to this mountain!"

These remarks fascinated everyone in the tavern.

For a time, Woniu City was bustling with people thronging the streets and alleys.

At the city gate, people were coming in and out shoulder to shoulder. Some were wearing Taoist robes, holding whisks, and came to ask for the immortals with a pious look on their faces;

There are also those who have mysterious expressions and flickering eyes, trying to pry into the secrets of heaven;

Many more came here with their various goods, sensing business opportunities. The entire Woniu City seemed enveloped in a mysterious and bustling atmosphere, overflowing with a unique vitality and vigor.