Phi-Fic Chapter 374 Imperial Might Suppresses, Xuanhu Almost Jumps Out
Chapter 374 Imperial Might Suppresses, Xuanhu Almost Jumps Out
The young man swung his arm sharply, pointing directly at the silhouettes of the buildings that flickered in the night, their eaves and animal-shaped roofs resembling lurking beasts. His tone carried the unique boldness and awe of a grassland man: "Everyone says that the ancient city is all show and no substance, like a painted mask, with all the streets looking the same, just superficial imitations!"
"Little did they know!" His voice suddenly rose, as if to awaken the sleeping earth veins, "This ancient city of Hailar is the undying 'spiritual bone' of the former dynasty's military stronghold, layer upon layer! Look at those shadowy figures, there are the remains of the former dynasty's strict and imprisoned government offices, whose aura has not dissipated for a hundred years, as well as the domed stone houses left over from the past hundred years of trade with the Northern Rakshasa, engraved with pagan runes and drawing on the cold power of the icy plains!"
On this starry night, pine torches crackled and flickered, their flames licking the ancient brick walls and casting a crimson, eerie glow, like congealed blood! And what wafted from the handmade leather tanning shop was no ordinary milky aroma; it was the secret smoke and fire infused with the blessings of shamanic ancestral spirits and the true fire of the earth's lungs!
It resonates more with the earth's vital energy than the powdery allure of Lishui, and is less tainted by worldly pollution than the hustle and bustle of Dali!
The fervent light in Zi'an's eyes almost turned into a tangible flame: "If you, young lady, are blessed by the heavens and earth, do not miss the 'Earth Flame Bread' (Hu Bing) baked by that Hu merchant using the 'Secret Technique of Starfire'!"
"Ok?"
"It was just taken out of the 'Soul-Suppressing Stone Tandoor,' which has been nurtured for thousands of years by the earth's core lava veins. The heat wave rises like dragon's breath, and the aroma of wheat is so rich that it almost turns into golden spiritual mist!"
"It is true?"
"Then dip it in the 'Frosty Honey Sauce' made from the essence of wild 'Mysterious Ice Duss' (blueberries) extracted from the 'Eye of the Forest' and simmered with the dew of the Midnight Moon! With one bite, the scalding hot wheat spirit, carrying the power of the earth's flames, collided with the icy, sweet and sour forest spirit on your tongue!"
When Zhen Xiaosi tasted that flavor, it was no ordinary experience; it was as if she had swallowed a small piece of the essence of heaven and earth, born from the shaman's dance and condensed from the wild cycle of the four seasons of the grasslands! It was a taste that transcended boundaries, reaching directly to the soul!
Si Zi stood alone atop the tower, the night wind like an invisible giant's hand, wantonly stirring her flowing, cloud-like silken sleeves.
The city beneath her feet, named "Hulunbuir Ancient City," is like a frontier totem, engraved by the blood of time and the bones of the earth, and imbued with the heroic souls of the border guards and the secret fire of shamans, within a network of light woven from the silvery glow of stars and moon and the lights of the human world, intertwined with the laws that bind time and space.
The eerie military aura lingering around the ruins of the General's Mansion, the stone houses engraved with exotic ice symbols, the leatherworkers' workshop filled with ancestral blessings, the gilded prayer wheels exhaling vast amounts of faith and vows, the Andai soul-treading dance accompanied by the soul-stirring cry of the morin khuur (horsehead fiddle) tearing through the eternal night, the earth-burning bread imbued with the primal heat of the earth... a century of bustling city life, a thousand years of indomitable fighting spirit, the ancient essence of nomadic tribes...
All of it has been melted down and settled deep within the brick and stone light and shadow that bears the marks of time and the secrets of heaven and earth.
Every gust of wind that sweeps past the tower's spire carries countless whispers, telling the ancient secret of how time and space are forcibly distorted, folded, and merged here!
Zhen Xiaosi, a modern woman who cannot leave the Tang Dynasty, still maintains her understanding of time and space deep in her mind. At this moment, she has to stare at this ancient city that belongs to the "future" but is strangely vibrant in the present, where every brick and stone is flowing with ancient shamanic blood curses and mystical spiritual energy.
A raw warmth, transcending the barriers of time and space and originating from the depths of the Earth Mother Goddess's being, like the soul-stirring beat of an ancient shamanic drum, violently struck the walls of her soul, attempting to quietly smooth out the wrinkles deep within the soul of this solitary traveler from another world.
The starry sky overhead hung low, like a giant prayer flag adorned with cold silver symbols, heavily covering this land shrouded in mystery.
Just as her mind was in turmoil and her consciousness was wavering!
A figure, like a bolt of golden lightning tearing through the night, carrying an immense pressure that made the stars and moon pale in comparison, arrived at the top of the tower in an instant!
Young Master Zi'an (whose identity suddenly changed at this moment) strode forward with an aura that could shatter mountains and rivers, giving Si Zi no chance to react at all!
Those arms, imbued with supreme power and scalding heat, carried an unquestionable imperial will, and fiercely pulled Zhen Xiaosi, who was still dazed from the distortion of time and space, into their embrace!
This embrace is as fiery as magma erupting from the Earth's core, and as heavy as the Nine Tripods that suppress the fate of the nation!
In an instant, all the noise, the chill, and even the ancient sound of the wind were shut out!
A mixture of supreme dragon's saliva fragrance, iron-blooded conquest aura, and... a primal, wild "imperial might" originating from the northern wolf god totem swept over her, completely engulfing her!
A deep, penetrating voice, each word carrying the force of thunder and decree, crashed directly into her ear canal. The scorching breath burned her sensitive earlobes, sending shivers down her spine.
"Mei Xiaosi, open your bright eyes and see clearly," the voice carried absolute control and a hint of intimacy hidden deep within the emperor's heart, almost crushed by majesty, "Brother now holds the reins of this world, he is the Emperor of Heaven!"
Zhen Xiaosi felt as if ten thousand thunderbolts were exploding simultaneously in her sea of consciousness!
The aura emanating from him, a mixture of true dragon purple energy, iron-blooded ferocity, and an almost demonic "handsome and fierce" aura, nearly caused his soul to leave his body!
He could only foolishly feel the steady and powerful heartbeat from beneath that chest, which was as solid as if it were forged from immortal divine metal, and the "little black fox" inside his own chest, which was so frightened by the emperor's might that it almost burst out of his body and was ramming wildly!