It is recorded in the books of Yingchuan Academy that before the establishment of the Han Dynasty, there were a large number of powerful people in the ancient times. Nowadays, the inherited artifacts in the hands of major families all come from these people.

The magical power realm is called a god. The breath is thunder and the breath is cloud. The magic he cast contains a trace of laws between heaven and earth, and can burn the sky and boil the sea with great power. The magic he casts is magical power.

If a powerful person with supernatural powers reaches a profound realm of understanding the laws of heaven and earth, the power of supernatural powers will reach an incredible level. This kind of magic that transcends the power of ordinary supernatural powers is called the great supernatural powers.

According to normal circumstances, only after the fourth-level earth immortal is trained into the soul can he have the opportunity to comprehend the laws of heaven and earth to this level.

Xi Zhicai's thoughts flashed quickly, and he looked at the lord beside him. Could it be that the lord is the son of destiny, just like Emperor Guangwu, with luck in his possession, and had realized the laws and supernatural powers of the supernatural power realm?

"No... there is a broken book in the academy, which records that Emperor Guangwu did not break through the bottleneck and became the first god to reach the realm of magical powers since the establishment of the Han Dynasty! The lord has surpassed Emperor Guangwu at that time!"

Xi Zhicai's expression changed, while Gu Yong beside him was completely stunned on the spot. He has not reacted yet. Gu Yong has a family background, so he knows a lot about Xi Zhicai.

Gao Cheng had not used any large-scale spells just now, and the vitality between heaven and earth did not fluctuate much. When he saw Gao Cheng reaching out his hand, the earth shook. Jiangling City in the distance collapsed.

This magical magic is even more powerful than the inherited artifacts in his family.

Boom! The broken stones at the south gate of Jiangling City splashed everywhere, and tens of thousands of soldiers on the city wall screamed, bloody and bloody, and it was terrible.

Gao Cheng looked at this scene without any movement. The two armies fought with each other and tried their best. Countless people who died in his hands for so many years were killed. The more miserable the enemy died, the less injured his soldiers.

"The Lord's Divine Power! Brothers rushed forward and captured Jiangling!" Lu Dai was commanding the army. Seeing this scene, he suddenly cheered up his spirits, shouted repeatedly, pulled out his battle sword and rode the war horse. The organizers of Yangzhou soldiers stepped forward and prepared to attack Jiangling when the Jiangling city wall collapsed.

Buzz!

In the distance of the city wall, a shrill sword light fell from the sky, blasting away the scattered gravel on the ground, and countless tragic dead bodies of Jingzhou soldiers were exposed under the stones.

"Gao Cheng, you are such a cruel method!" Huang Zhong fell from mid-air, his originally strong face trembling constantly, and a trace of blood flashed through his eyes. If these soldiers fought to death while defending the city, he would not have such anger, and it would be natural to die as soldiers on the battlefield.

Gao Cheng quietly used his magical powers and suddenly shattered the city wall. The tens of thousands of soldiers had no chance to take action. They were directly smashed to death, and died worthless. Moreover, the scene was so miserable that his heart was filled with reluctance and anger.

Huang Zhong did not go to see the army commanding the siege of the city, and his eyes were staring at Gao Cheng in the distance. Suddenly, he shouted a long roar and jumped into the air with a long sword in his hand. Swish, the gods entered his body, and an extremely strong aura filled the world. The body turned into a sharp sword aura and cut through the sky and pointed directly into the direction where Gao Cheng was.

When Huang Zhong decided to break into the army alone to assassinate Gao Cheng, Pang Shanmin stopped in the air with his face as if he was ashamed of the earth. He murmured at the ruins of the city wall below, as if he was frightened.

"Such magical power... Gao Cheng has such magical power, what kind of city can't be defeated? Jiangling is over, Xiangyang is over! Jingzhou is over!" Pang Shanmin was not frightened by the tragic situation in front of him, but he was far-sighted and thought that Gao Cheng has the magical power to destroy the city walls, and the future of Jingzhou is dark.

"No! I must pass this news back to Xiangyang and to Lumen Academy! Let my father and all my senior brothers be prepared!" Pang Shanmin suddenly woke up. He looked around and found that except for himself and Huang Zhong, the soldiers on the city wall on the south and several of his academy fellow disciples were all caught off guard by rocks.

He ignored Huang Zhong's movements, immediately closed his eyes, circulated his powerful spiritual power, vibrated at a certain frequency, and a phantom of bamboo slips surrounded by white aura appeared in front of him. He immediately cut off a wisp of his consciousness and entered Shu Jian. Then Shu Jian shook slightly, breaking through the void and disappearing.

The phantom of this bamboo slip is the artifact of Lumen Academy, the spring and autumn bamboo slips. Pang Shanmin and Lumen Shizi cultivate the academy's righteousness. After reaching the level of soul refining, they can communicate with the artifact and summon the phantom of the artifact.

He just put a ray of his consciousness in the phantom of the artifact, and then through the dark connection with the main body of the artifact, he spread the message he wanted to convey to Xiangyang City thousands of miles away.

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In the Central Plains, the wars continued in the Central Plains. In order to avoid rushing to the muddy waters of the Central Plains, a large number of elites from aristocratic families chose to send their elites to Jingzhou. Xiangyang is adjacent to the Han River and communicates between the north and the south, and there are not many famous families. The Kuai family, Huang family, and Cai family were originally just powerful clans in Nanjun. After they defected to Liu Biao, their reputation spread and became famous families.

Xiangyang, which was once prosperous, now seems a little withered. The people in the city all have vegetables, and their food was forced to be requisitioned and transported to Jingling and Jiangling as military rations. Only a bit of food left in the house was left.

In addition to the people, the scholars who often go out for a trip are nowhere to be seen.

There are more than a dozen houses at the foot of Lumen Mountain outside the city. Many scholars with wide-sleeved and long robes appear around the houses. This ordinary place is Lumen Academy, which is as famous as Yingchuan Academy in the north.

In the academy, an old man with slightly white hair was talking about the principles contained in the classics, and some scholars were sitting below listening. These scholars were at the lowest level of cultivation at the ninth level of soul cultivation, and they were all elites of the major clans of Xiangyang. The old man above had great spiritual power, and was a master of masters above the sixth level of soul refining.

When the old man was giving a lecture, the scholar below listened very seriously. At this moment, the void suddenly trembled, and a phantom of a book came from it. After the phantom appeared, a divine light emitted from a room below and rolled down the phantom of the book.

"Is this the artifact clone of the Chunqiu Bamboo Slips? After someone summoned the artifact clone, he reversed the technique and teleported the clone to the academy?"

"Who is using the artifact clone to convey messages! Such an emergency must be a war on the front line. Could it be that there is any variable in Jiangling or Jingling?"

Among the scholars who were listening to the lecture below, two people saw the phantom of the bamboo slips, their eyes flashed, and such thoughts appeared in their minds.
Chapter completed!