My Wife is A Sword God

“Master!” Qin An exclaimed in surprise.

Wasn’t that figure with red hair and a long knife on his back Zhen Tianyi?

There were two others beside him. One of them was lean, with black and white hair, draped in a large gray robe. He was none other than Li Luo’s master, the legendary Commander Nan Tianlong.

The other person wore a long black robe, with a pale face and obvious dark circles under his eyes. Judging from the dense Yin Qi surrounding him, it was not difficult to guess that he was Bai Wu, one of the three Divine Generals of the southern region!

In addition, there was Sword Emperor Bai Yan standing on a long sword, as well as the Dragon Clan’s father-in-law, Cang Mu, and other members of the Dragon Clan.

Seeing this scene, Qin Feng was shocked but also relieved. With so many big shots coming to help, the outcome of this battle was still uncertain!

As the two sides faced each other in the night sky, the atmosphere was tense.

The flapping of thousands of wings of the Garuda Clan sounded especially harsh in the darkness.

The blurry figure asked, “I have already shielded the heavenly secrets of the southern region. How did you calculate that?”

“There’s an old saying, ‘To keep your deeds secret, do them yourself,'” Baili replied calmly.

“That’s reasonable.” The blurry figure looked at the strength of both sides and suddenly sighed. “It seems that tonight cannot end peacefully.”

“It’s always been this way.”

The Garuda Clan with six wings on its back spoke coldly, “Why waste words with this fodder? Our king is still waiting at Tianling Mountain!”

Qin Feng followed the voice and frowned.

The number of wings behind the Garuda Clan also indicated their strength.

Those with two wings were at the Fourth Calamity Cycle, those with four wings were at the Sixth Calamity Cycle, and those with six wings were at the Eighth Calamity Cycle.

As for the legendary Garuda King, he was said to be in the Transcendence Realm with eight wings on his back!

At that moment, there were two six-winged ones in the sky, nearly a hundred four-winged ones, and the rest two-winged ones.

Such strength showed the terrifying power of the Garuda Clan!

If it weren’t for the presence of the Dragon Clan, the Duke’s Military War Army would have been no match for the Garuda Clan’s huge army.

Boom!

The six-winged Garuda spread its wings and launched the first attack, sending red flames cascading down like waterfalls.

At that moment, a huge bolt of lightning struck the night sky, illuminating it as bright as day.

The thundering dragon roared and charged at the fiery waterfall. As the two collided, the immense power swept out like raging waves and then dissipated simultaneously.

The six-winged Garuda licked his lips. “What have we here? It turns out to be the Flesh Dragon. Instead of hiding in the Heavenly Pool, you’ve willingly come to die today?”

“Come to think of it, I haven’t tasted Dragon Bead in a long time. Its taste is truly irresistible.”

When these words were uttered, the faces of the Dragon Clan turned grim, and the murderous intent in their eyes almost materialized.

The Garuda Clan loved to eat dragons, hence the name “Flesh Dragon”. The fire poison accumulated in their bodies was due to the accumulation of dragon blood.

The relationship between the Dragon Clan and the Garuda Clan had always been like water and fire!

Cang Zong coldly said, “Leave the Garuda Clan to us.”

“Fine,” Baili nodded in agreement.

With these words, the Dragon Clan unleashed their innate divine ability. The sky was covered with dark clouds, and thunder serpents roared inside.

The indiscriminate roar of thunder descended upon the Garuda Clan army, and the great battle began!

The huge Prince Luo City now resembled a small boat precariously rocking on a raging sea.

“General, what should we do?” A soldier spoke up.

Lie Ying looked up. The sky was splitting, day and night were alternating, and the climate seemed to be experiencing spring, summer, fall, and winter in just a few moments.

A battle of this magnitude couldn’t even be compared to the catastrophes in the Western Region back then, especially since the Transcendence Realm didn’t exist back then!

Of course, the Military War Duke’s Army couldn’t intervene in a battle between high-level beings. However, they still had the strength to fight against those two-winged Garuda Clan members.

Moreover, the Dragon Clan was already small in numbers. Even though each member was powerful, they were still overwhelmed by the Garuda Clan’s huge army, so of course they needed support.

After pondering for a moment, Lie Ying made a decision: “Soldiers below the seventh rank, quickly retreat from this battlefield. Brothers above the seventh rank, come with me to slaughter those bird people!”

“Kill!!!”

Blood boiled, and the roar shook the sky.

Qin An had already joined the battle and attacked the Garuda Clan. With his current strength, even facing a four-winged Garuda Clan, he was able to handle it with ease, providing considerable assistance.

Qin Feng also imparted the divine power of the Literature Treasure to the soldiers of the Military War Duke’s Army, enhancing their fighting abilities.

He was about to join the battle himself, but he suddenly felt something in his heart and looked in the direction of Prince Luo City’s downtown.

In the hazy white mist, a familiar figure in green robes was walking along the broken streets toward a towering spire. That tower was none other than the Dragon Sealing Tower!

And that figure in green…

After a moment of hesitation, Qin Feng followed.

…

Luo Yu ascended to the top of the Dragon Sealing Tower. At the center of the top of the tower was the majestic Dragon Sealing Stele, surrounded by golden dragon energy.

He lightly touched the stele with his right hand and sneered, “What is an emperor?”

*Click!*

Footsteps sounded behind him, but Luo Yu didn’t turn his head. Instead, he smiled and said, “The talented and remarkable Brother  Qin, it’s really been a long time.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng showed a complex expression. At this point, how could he not see that Luo Yu must be aware of Prince Luo’s actions?

“Why?” he asked quietly.

Luo Yu turned around with a smile on his face. “Do you want to know? The story might be a bit long.”

Qin Feng didn’t answer, just calmly watching the other man.

Seeing this, Luo Yu walked over to the window and spoke softly, telling his own past…

Many people have possessions. Some turn their obsessions into a driving force for progress, while others treat them as thorns in their hearts that haunt them every night.

Prince Luo was such a person. When he failed to seize the throne from Emperor Ming and became the Prince of the Southern Domain, his obsession to rise to power became his demon.

This demon gradually influenced the people around him.

The idea that Prince Luo always instilled in Luo Yu was that the world should be his. Emperor Ming’s rule brought misery to the people, making them suffer and he was unworthy of being king.

At first, Luo Yu believed this without a doubt. But as he grew older and gained more experience, he realized that it was all his father’s delusion.

But even though he understood, there was no turning back.

“Since ancient times, it has been difficult to be both loyal and filial. Brother Qin, if you were me, how would you choose?”

Qin Feng opened his mouth, but remained silent. Without experiencing one’s own hardships, one should not advise others on what is good.

His fortune was good. Although he came as a transmigrator, he found himself in a happy and contented family.

He had a caring father, a respectful younger brother, a loving stepmother, and even met two beloved women whom he happily married.

After all, he was not Luo Yu.

“I don’t know,” Qin Feng replied truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Luo Yu paused slightly, and the coldness in his eyes disappeared. At this moment, he actually seemed to relax, laughing lightly like a friend, “If you were to lecture me on righteousness and advise me to do good, I would definitely find a way to kill you.”

“Brother Qin, I actually envy you. In you, I seem to see a different life for myself, without obsession, without killing, without scheming. If I were like you, I might also practice the tradition of the literary saint for the sake of the world and pursue my desires. But in this world, there aren’t that many ‘ifs.'”

Qin Feng hesitated to speak.

“I feel very relieved after talking to you so much. The following words will be like my own soliloquy.”

“The Garuda King has already regained his peak state by using the backbone of the gods and demons in Drum.”

“The reason they want to destroy the Dragon Vein of the Heavenly City is because the ancient Gods and Demons Candle Dragon perished here.”

“The divinity of the Candle Dragon has long since merged with this land, causing the southern region to overflow with Yin Qi and forming the Dragon Vein.”

“And to resurrect the Candle Dragon, this divinity is indispensable.”