"Hahahaha, it turns out that the Mu family's main clan is so despicable. What a pity! It's a pity that I, Zhao Yuanji, was born at the wrong time, otherwise I would be able to return to the capital and crush the Mu family to the ground." Zhao Yuanji laughed wildly with madness and disappointment, and then continued to spit out big mouthfuls of blood and chanted the ancient spell.
The earth trembled, and with the City Lord's Mansion as the center, the crack opened up like a ripe watermelon and spread outward!
Amidst the screams, it turned out that those Zhao family warriors who were surrounded and unable to escape fell into the abyss. The screams became farther and farther away and smaller and smaller. No one knew how deep they fell, but in any case, their lives were definitely in danger.
"Stop him quickly, stop him quickly, we can't let him recite anymore, otherwise we will all die." Mu Yunshui said in a crying voice, tears welling up in his eyes.
Mu Hanyan looked at him with contempt. Even a fool would know that Zhao Yuanji should not be allowed to continue reading, but who could stop him?
Originally, Mu Hanyan also wanted to take action, but even her father, a fifth-level swordsman, and Mu Hanfeng, who had the Chixiao Sword in his hand, were powerless. What was the point of her taking action?
Is it really true that all we can do is watch Blackrock City sink into the abyss and gamble on how many people can survive to the end? No, this is absolutely not something Mu Hanyan can accept. There must be a way, there must be a way to stop him. Mu Hanyan's heart is also filled with anxiety.
Zhao Yuanji's chanting, like a magic spell, poured into Mu Hanyan's ears. In her mind, Ye Yanran's ancient, mysterious and profound chanting emerged again, and the forbidden technique of the temple that Yue Ji had used to tear open the seal barrier also sounded.
For a moment, all kinds of sounds filled my mind, and it was a chaos.
In the darkness, a voice sounded in the ears, majestic and desolate, making people want to worship it. It was also like a holy spring flowing into the mind, driving away all the chaotic voices.
"In the name of all gods, I grant peace to all living beings and prosperity for all eternity!" Subconsciously, Mu Hanyan followed the voice and recited it.
However, what Mu Hanyan never expected was that although she spoke softly, a deafening and loud chanting sound rang out in the air.
A beam of white light penetrated the darkness and projected onto her, enveloping her in a mysterious and solemn glow.
What was even more bizarre was that she clearly felt that the huge voice in the air had exactly the same meaning as the words she was reciting softly, but the syllables and tone were obscure and difficult to understand, and were somewhat similar to Zhao Yuanji's spell.
The only thing that remains unchanged is the majesty and holiness within it.
In an instant, the white light spread out in all directions with Mu Hanyan as the center.
Zhao Yuanji's chant was interrupted. He opened and closed his mouth, but no sound came out. It seemed as if all sounds were drowned out by the huge and desolate sound in the air. The cracks and abysses in the ground quickly healed, and the crumbling houses seemed to have been blessed by a divine artifact, becoming extremely solid.
The Destiny Star Plate in Zhao Yuanji's hand gradually lost its original luster and became dim. The starlight also disappeared bit by bit. Finally, it made a light "click" sound and broke into several pieces.
Everyone was stunned by this scene, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence again.
"The divine language is actually the divine language of the astrologer. You, you are a divine fortune teller!" Mu Yunshui's shocked voice rang out in the crowd.
The others seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and their eyes looking at Mu Hanyan were full of admiration.
As the name suggests, the Divine Language is a language spoken only by the gods, said to contain powers that reach all the heavens and earth. Whoever comprehends the Divine Language can harness the power of heaven and earth, transcending all living beings.
On the Holy Court Continent, there are countless bizarre legends of gods and monsters, and the Divine Language is one of them. However, unlike other legends, the Divine Language is real and can indeed be understood. Astrologers are the inheritors of the Divine Language on the Holy Court Continent.
Of course, we are not talking about the kind of charlatans who are selling dog meat under the guise of selling mutton. Only astrologers who can truly see through the secrets of heaven can comprehend the language of God, communicate with heaven and earth, and even borrow the power of heaven and earth to exert unimaginable terrible power.
Such astrologers are no longer astrologers in the general sense. Even if they have only comprehended one sentence of divine language, their status becomes extremely noble and they are respected by the world as divine fortune tellers.
No wonder the Mu family had been well prepared for today's battle, seizing every opportunity. It turned out Mu Hanyan was a divine fortuneteller who had mastered the art of divine language. This art of divine language was often considered a blessing technique, capable of eliminating all darkness and evil, averting slaughter, and bringing peace and tranquility to the world.
"Divine words, impossible, absolutely impossible..." Zhao Yuanji raised his head suddenly, pointing at Mu Hanyan in despair and disbelief, roared loudly, and stabbed at Mu Hanyan with a sword.
Although Zhao Yuanji was constantly suffering from the backlash of the Destiny Star Disk and his life had reached its final moment, he was extremely sad and angry at this moment, and burst out with his last life force. The power of the sword was no weaker than when he was at his peak.
The sword light whistled, the wind and clouds gathered, like a demon from the abyss of hell, baring its ferocious fangs towards Mu Hanyan.
"Be careful!" Whether it was the children of the Mu family, the reinforcements from the Yuan and Wu families, or the children of the Xu, Cao and Zhou families, they all cried out in surprise.
Regardless of whether they were enemies or friends before, at this moment, their lives and the safety of their families all depend on Mu Hanyan.
"Hanyan, retreat quickly." Mu Ruian and Mu Hanfeng also looked worried and rushed towards Mu Hanyan quickly.
Although Mu Ruian knew Mu Hanyan's strength better than others, she had only been promoted to the level of swordsman not long ago. Even if she was extremely powerful, she would never be able to compete with Zhao Yuanji, who was a fifth-level swordsman.
Unfortunately, although they arrived quickly, Zhao Yuanji was even faster. Seeing that the sword light was getting closer and closer to Mu Hanyan, it was obviously too late for Mu Hanyan to escape. Everyone's heart was in their throat.
Something unexpected happened. Mu Hanyan unsheathed the Hanxiao Sword in her hand, and bursts of clear chanting sounds resounded through the heaven and earth. Instead of retreating, she advanced and rushed straight towards Zhao Yuanji.
"Is he... is he crazy?" Everyone's mind fell into a brief blank.
Even if Mu Hanyan is quite powerful, no matter how strong he is, can he be stronger than Mu Ruian and Mu Hanfeng?
Among all the people, only Hua Yue Zirong and Jiang Yuzhe had stern expressions and remained calm. Seeing Mu Hanyan's sword moves, they vaguely thought of something.
"Swish!" Under the almost dazed gaze of everyone, Zhao Yuanji unleashed the last sword light at the cost of his life, which enveloped Mu Hanyan without any hindrance. But at that moment, Mu Hanyan's figure flashed and disappeared out of thin air.
Zhao Yuanji's attack, which cost him his life, failed!!!
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