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Time seemed to move incredibly slowly, the sound of the rain pattering in their ears growing softly, and a cold smile appeared on the face of the Wang family member.
Until the cold rain hit his shoulders.
The rain even soaked the weapon in his hand, staining it with ink.
Chapter 170: The rain is still falling, aren't you scared...?
The cold touch startled him, and he subconsciously looked at the weapon in his hand.
The Divine Coating technique is the Wang family's trump card and the source of their confidence passed down for thousands of years.
Divine paints spirits! Divine paints create spirits! Divine paints create worlds!
If something painted by a god could be wetted by rain, it wouldn't be an ancestral secret technique, but rather a joke of our ancestors.
Unless, of course, it's not rain that's getting you wet.
How is this going?
Besides the ink-stained weapon in his hand, he also felt a chilling sensation followed by excruciating pain that penetrated to his very bones, leaving him no time to even scream.
Finally, I looked up at the sky in a daze.
What came into view made his pupils dilate in shock.
The Wang family members around them were filled with terror, their eyes wide as they stared at the scene before them, their voices cut off before they could even utter a sound.
Everyone looked up at the sky at the same time.
Lu Xuan didn't use any special techniques; he simply stood still, letting all those fancy methods vanish under the Tai Chi energy surrounding him.
However, dark clouds filled the sky above, and thunder rumbled.
The rain poured down on the earth.
But what fell wasn't water, but a rain of swords!
Lu Xuan flicked his sword light into the sky, transforming the dark clouds into a sword cloud.
So what falls is obviously not rain.
The chilling sword light condensed into the rain, easily piercing the divinely painted blade in the hand of the Wang family disciple, and even penetrating his mortal body.
Amidst a suffocating atmosphere of stares that seemed to hold one's breath, a corpse riddled with holes and pierced by a hail of swords crashed heavily to the ground.
The blood mixed with the rainwater that became ordinary after hitting the ground, and the broken internal organs and flesh fragments drew a gruesome bloody picture on the ground.
Even more terrifying is...
Rain enveloped the entire Wangjia Mountain Villa.
"No!"
Fear lingered in the frozen atmosphere, after all supernatural powers had been annihilated within three feet of Lu Xuan, and after the corpse of the Wang family disciple fell to the ground…
The rain poured down, piercing through everything.
The magnificent Wang Family Manor, the techniques that the Wang family disciples were so proud of, and even the flesh and blood of the Wang family members were all easily pierced by the rain.
The Wang family, this "behemoth," didn't even have time to unleash its final power before its demise, displaying the "glamour" of a thousand-year-old family under the watchful eyes of numerous forces.
It was then completely wiped out by a rain of swords.
The Wang family members instantly went from being "united" to fleeing for their lives.
But there's no escaping it!
There's no escaping it!!!
The terrified roars and wails even drowned out the sound of the rain, but they couldn't stop the rain of swords raining down on the earth.
The sword light condensed like rain, easily piercing through their methods and leaving their bodies riddled with holes.
No amount of fancy tricks can stop a single, seemingly gentle drop of rain.
The Wang family members wanted to escape, but found there was nowhere to go. The gentle rain flooded the entire Wang family manor.
Whether it's the pavilions by the square, the magnificent halls, or the artificial hills and gardens.
These items, once so glamorous and enviable, showcasing the grandeur of the royal family, can't even provide the most basic shelter from the wind and rain.
No matter where the Wang family members hid, they could not escape that cold, piercing rain.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The Wang Family Manor, nestled against the mountains and beside the water, covering hundreds of acres and stretching for miles, representing the power and prestige of the Wang family, was reduced to a pile of ruins by the rain.
Then, in the eyes of the remaining members of the Wang family, it collapsed completely, just like the Wang family itself, which was about to be completely destroyed.
Moments later, the Wang family suffered countless casualties.
Only Wang Du, Wang De, and their group remained, their eyes bloodshot with rage. Wang De glared at Lu Xuan and let out a frenzied roar.
All the elites of the main and branch branches of the Wang family have gathered here; this represents the entire strength accumulated by the Wang family over a thousand years.
But in a short while, they were all killed or injured in a heavy rain.
How could they not be annoyed? How could they not be angry?
Now they finally understood the pain Wang Ai felt watching the main branch of the Wang family perish.
"Lu Xuan! You deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
In his boundless rage, Wang Du finally unfurled the scroll in his hands.
When this ancient scroll was unfurled, it blotted out the sky, covering the entire royal domain.
The scroll depicts the vast universe, mountains and rivers, sun, moon and stars, flowers, trees, birds and beasts, and all the creatures, including mountain spirits, monsters, and mythical beasts, as if they have reappeared in the world.
This is the foundation of the Wang family for thousands of years, a truly powerful weapon to suppress the clan, forged a thousand years ago.
After generations of refinement by the Wang family, the additions of master painters, and the painstaking efforts of every member of the Wang family, a magical artifact was finally created that could shock the world of supernatural beings.
Map of mountains and rivers.
Each of the individual beasts may represent the culmination of a lifetime's work by a member of the royal family, and every cloud contains boundless profound meaning.
The divine technique passed down through the Wang family contains profound secrets that far surpass the so-called Eight Extraordinary Skills and the so-called supernatural powers and secret methods of the extraordinary world.
From their ancestors onward, they pondered how to preserve the Wang family's thousand-year-old legacy, and finally came to the answer—the ultimate pursuit of the world of supernatural beings is still power.
What they need is unparalleled power, enough to turn the tide in a life-or-death situation, so that their royal family can continue to lord it over others.
Then, by combining divine painting and weapon crafting, and spending a thousand years, they created the "Map of Mountains and Rivers," a magical artifact that only existed in mythology.
They were convinced that this was a force that no human could contend with, and that even if dynasties changed or the landscape shifted, it would not shake the royal family's legacy.
Then, the technological revolution arrived...
Wang Family: [Clown.JPG]
However, the Map of Mountains and Rivers is still a weapon that transcends the limits of the supernatural world.
This is also the source of Wang Du's confidence in bringing together all the branches of the Wang family to fight Lu Xuan to the death.
He firmly believes that this is a force that humanity cannot contend with.
Lu Xuan must be buried with my Wang family.
The map of mountains and rivers unfolded, fluttering and obscuring the sky. The various things depicted within it seemed to have been revived from myths and legends, and even blocked the rain of swords falling from the sky.
A cold smile had already appeared on Wang Du's face.
"Lu Xuan, today is your death day."
Lu Xuan: "(ー_ー)?"
Looking at the Wang family members who were laughing maniacally as if they had lost their minds.
Lu Xuan chose...
They quietly increased the power.
Who says the heavens are unwelcoming? A blizzard sweeps away a stranger.
Today, let the entire world of supernatural beings see it.
I used this rain to send off the entire royal family, and the era of those corrupt aristocratic families.
The sound of raindrops hitting the ground rang out again.
A deep fear suddenly appeared on the faces of Wang Du, Wang De, the clan elders, and the surviving members of the Wang family.
Everyone looked up at the sky in horror.
Then, a chilling sensation landed on my skin.
Under the increasingly terrified and desperate gazes of the crowd.
The Map of Mountains and Rivers has been destroyed!
[Failure Diary]
[I forcibly broke through to the third level, and I suffered a backlash from the breakthrough.]
[I need a photo of you dressed as a woman to make this better, hehehe~]
Chapter 171: Can We Reconcile?
In just a few breaths, the Mountain and River Map, on which the Wang family had placed high hopes, was smashed into countless holes, and all the divine phenomena embodied within it were pierced and destroyed by the rain.
Those members of the Wang family who had survived once again enjoyed the refreshing sensation of "cold, icy rain slapping their faces haphazardly."
"No, we can't beat him!"
Looking at the map of mountains and rivers that his proud Wang family had built over a thousand years, he saw it riddled with holes by the rain of swords in just a few breaths.
Seeing the heavy casualties among the Wang family members, Wang Du, who had been arrogantly shouting just moments before, was so frightened that he stood frozen in place, sweating profusely.
"Wang Du, you deserve to die!"
Seeing that all the members of the Wang family's branches had been killed or injured, Wang De slapped Wang Du across the face in anger.
He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood.