As Zhou Zhenbei's illusory figure dissipated like wisps of smoke.
The clouds in the sky, which had been temporarily suppressed by its oppressive power, began to squeeze and collide again, churning violently, and the earth once again emitted deep rumbling sounds.
Various unusual phenomena related to the rise of the dragon vein reappeared.
Zhou Xuan swayed and staggered as he fell from the sky.
He had used up almost all his strength; his eyes were empty, as if he had truly lost his soul.
He looked up at the ghost warrior standing beside him, and then at the dragon vein that was staring at him.
Zhou Xuan felt a mix of emotions, but there was no joy at the prospect of obtaining the dragon vein.
Because he knew that from this moment on, his fate was inextricably linked with that of the dragon vein.
He will become a sharp blade in Zhou Zhenbei's hands, or even a slave with no freedom whatsoever.
Although Zhou Zhenbei has left, his intimidating presence still weighs heavily on everyone's hearts like a mountain.
Even though Zhou Xuan looked so weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him over, no one dared to ignore Zhou Zhenbei's words and continue to interfere in the struggle for the dragon vein.
However, one person ignored this deterrent.
"Give me your gun!" A loud shout shattered the silence.
Xiao Zhan snatched the cold iron spear from his subordinate, then spurred his horse forward, pointing the spear at Zhou Xuan and shouting:
"Zhou Xuan, let's fight again!"
Having lost everything, Zhou Xuan had lost all will to fight.
Upon hearing Xiao Zhan's voice, he merely gave a self-deprecating laugh, a laugh filled with helplessness.
Zhou Xuan weakly raised his finger and pointed around, looking at Xiao Zhan with some disappointment, and said:
"Xiao Zhan, do you think you still have a chance?"
"Look around you, look at this situation, what do you think you can change?"
Immediately afterwards, Zhou Xuan suddenly became agitated, his face full of anger as he loudly questioned:
"Xiao Zhan! Why didn't you come out just now? Didn't you keep saying you wanted to be enemies with the general?"
"Why have you turned into a coward the moment the general arrives!"
"Weren't you here for revenge? Where are you?!"
Zhou Xuan asked a series of questions, each word like a sharp dagger piercing Xiao Zhan's heart.
Finally, Zhou Xuan gave a cold laugh and delivered his final conclusion with utter sarcasm:
"You're nothing but a coward."
Faced with Zhou Xuan's questioning and mockery, Xiao Zhan gritted his teeth, his lips turning white from being bitten so hard, and his hand holding the spear trembled slightly from the force.
Xiao Zhan did not refute Zhou Xuan's words because he knew in his heart that he was no match for Zhou Zhenbei at the moment!
Even if it's just a phantom, he can't defeat it.
That's why he needs the power of the dragon vein even more!
Only by obtaining the power of the dragon vein can he have a chance to avenge the wronged souls who died tragically in the Northern Border and challenge Zhou Zhenbei.
Otherwise, he would never be able to reach Zhou Zhenbei's level.
Xiao Zhan had no reply, but silently raised his spear and continued to charge towards Zhou Xuan.
He couldn't accept the Zhou family obtaining the dragon vein, and even though he knew it was too late, he still had to do it.
Seeing Xiao Zhan charging forward alone, Judge Lan's expression suddenly hardened, and he stepped forward, shouting:
"The general has ordered that we protect Zhou Xuan and ensure he obtains the dragon vein until the very last moment."
Judge Duan, standing behind him, frowned and asked in a low voice:
"Old Lan, are you really going to help the Zhou family?"
Judge Lan certainly didn't intend to stop him; he was just putting on a show.
Judge Lan glanced at Lu Fan, who was on the verge of death in the distance, out of the corner of his eye, and then he actually stood up.
His eyes lit up instantly, but he quickly looked away, silently pondering to himself:
'I knew Lu Fan wouldn't die so easily, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to kill Ye Chun and make us chase him this far.'
In their pursuit of Lu Fan, both Young Master Ye and Deputy Director Ye are now dead, and these members of the Thunder Bureau are afraid they will never be able to return to Ningcheng.
Unless they perform a great service, they will not have the opportunity to directly contact the Thunder Bureau headquarters, and only then will they have a chance to survive.
Or... find a new backer.
Thinking of this, Judge Lan glanced subtly at Zhou Xuan, who was preparing to receive the dragon vein's inheritance, and suddenly lowered his voice to reply to Judge Duan:
"Buy time... let the dragon vein choose for itself!"
He decided to take a gamble, betting that the dragon vein wouldn't choose a puppet completely controlled by others as its successor.
Xiao Zhan rode his warhorse like a whirlwind towards Zhou Xuan, but the further he went, the greater the resistance he felt, and the slower the horse became.
His brows furrowed, as if there were an invisible and tough barrier in front of him. This resistance was like jelly, sticky yet extremely resilient, making it impossible to break through quickly.
With a puzzled expression, Xiao Zhan examined the area closely and discovered that a certain aura emanating from the dragon vein was like a tangible airflow, blocking his approach.
The fat dragon that set up the jelly barrier had a complicated look in its eyes, an expression of helplessness and despair.
It seems to realize that its choices have been influenced by Zhou Zhenbei's power, and it has lost its original freedom of decision-making.
The playful and amused look in those huge vertical pupils was gone, replaced by a deep sense of helplessness and regret.
Upon realizing this, the fat dragon couldn't help but feel a pang of regret; it had gone too far...
Although it didn't want to do this, things had come to this point, and with its rise being delayed again and again, it had no choice but to make a final decision, and that choice was none other than the person in front of it—Zhou Xuan!
The fat dragon slowly fixed its gaze on Zhou Xuan, its eyes carrying a hint of resignation; perhaps this was fate.
No one was surprised by the outcome.
After all, it was General Zhou Zhenbei who had personally arrived; even if they were dissatisfied, they could only sigh in their hearts.
"Ah, it's Zhou Xuan. The dragon vein has chosen Zhou Xuan."
"Well, it seems Zhou Xuan has won."
"The Zhou family of the Central Plains Military Command is still too powerful."
Those who had held a glimmer of hope for the situation were now as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over them, their hopes shattered in an instant.
Everyone couldn't help but wonder, could it really be that Zhou Xuan ultimately won this fierce battle for the dragon vein?
A struggle flashed in the fat dragon's vertical pupils, but its massive head remained slightly lowered, and the inherited power, like a pink stream of light, slowly flowed out from its body.
Zhou Xuan stared blankly at the pink light, then noticed Xiao Zhan, who was blocked not far away. He coughed weakly twice before laughing out loud:
"Did you see that, Xiao Zhan? He even knows which dragon vein to choose!"
He opened his arms again, ready to receive the power of inheritance:
"From this day forward, I, Zhou Xuan, am—the Star Lord!"
Almost simultaneously.
Li Yu, who had been sitting motionless on the observation deck, suddenly stood up from her chair.
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