Demoness, where are you Fleeing to?
Chapter 455 - 365: Rightly Transforming into a Dragon (Peak Climax in a Major - , Seeking Votes)_2

Chapter 455: Chapter 365: Rightly Transforming into a Dragon (Peak Climax in a Major Chapter, Seeking Votes)_2

Under the influence of the overwhelming force and courage, the trail left behind by Li Xuan’s pen suddenly imitated the technique used when he wrote ’Zhu Shi’ before, with solid and silver slithers slashing the canvas like a surprised dragon.

When Li Xuan got to the part that wrote: ’Chu prisoners wearing caps, transporting carriages to the impoverished north. The pots and pans were sweet as toffee, but unobtainable. The dark room housed ghostly fires, and the spring courtyard was as black as night’, the wall in front of him began to collapse and shrink, gradually becoming as hard as steel. It radiated countless sharp and majestic Hao Qi, slaughtering, and dispersing all the ghosts trying to get close!

"What’s happening?" At this moment, Earl Huichang’s Sun Jizong, who was observing everything that was happening through three separated walls, looked towards the direction of Wen Temple in shock, "The ’Warning Bell’ starts ringing spontaneously again, another masterpiece in calligraphy?"

The bell at the Wen Temple was still ringing, this was the fourth time. It indicated that the "The Song of Integrity", which Li Xuan was writing at the moment, held a significant value to Confucianism.

The situation in Li Xuan’s cell showed some clues. Those powerful ghostly spirits that could create a large-scale spiritual disaster in the county, were actually completely unable to get close to the cell within ten feet!

"I forgot that the Dali Temple prison was also where Zhonglie Duke Wen was imprisoned by the former Yuan Dynasty. He wrote the Song of Integrity here. This child’s authentic calligraphy must have been influenced by Duke Wen Zhonglie."

Next, Duke Yansheng, Kong Xiude, narrowed his eyes, "Earl Huichang, you can rest assured, this level can’t hold back the Yinsha that has accumulated here for more than a thousand years. His Hao Qi, no matter how pure, is still limited. It would be more believable if it were Yu Jie or if Duke Wen Zhonglie resurrected."

Li Xuan had already finished the last sentence of The Song of Integrity, and now he could hear the final chime from the direction of the Wen Temple.

At this moment, the black fog outside was once again surging into the jail cell. They seemed to be driven by something, and even if they were completely dispelled by the rich purple light in the cell, they still came forward one after another.

With a calm expression, Li Xuan dipped his wolf brush in cinnabar ink and walked in front of another wall.

The first sentence he wrote was filled with a deadly and imposing air. Each stroke looked like a dagger, a gun, a sword, and a halberd.

"The land of Yan and Huang, full of heroes, fearing no one in a hundred. Not afraid, vengeance will be taken, look at the blood of men in Huaxia. The blood of men is brave, their spirit pierces the chest and their hearts are like iron. They carry a golden knife, wear a jade buckle, eat the head of Meng Wu when hungry, and drink the blood of the nomads when thirsty——"

This poem "General’s Command – Hero’s Journey" originated in modern times and was allegedly written by an outstanding character called Qiu Sheng.

Li Xuan had come across it when he was active on Zhihu in his previous life. He deeply admired it when he was 16 or 17 years old. But when he graduated and entered the workplace, he felt that the poem was heavily laced with a killing intent and resentment.

But at this moment, what Li Xuan needed was exactly the unparalleled heroism and unparalleled killing intent of this poem to suppress the evil spirits!

After slightly adapting the poem by removing the terminologies that only exist in the modern era and writing it on the stone wall, the effect was immediate. Just a few sentences caused the lingering deathly mist outside the prison, which had been formed by resentful spirits, to completely stagnate, and then dissolve in large patches.

Li Xuan’s pure Hao Qi transformed into all kinds of weapons at this moment, entering into them, sweeping everything, unmatched in power!

"Set Ban Chao’s ambition, keep Su Wu’s spirit. Sing of General Wu’s song, make the easy water parting. The fallen leaves are desolate, the heroes’ blood is hot, the cold wind is like a knife, the lament is heartbreaking——"

Under the guidance of the text, Li Xuan’s Hao Qi has already condensed into a purple entity. It holds an unlimited warfare intent, piercing through the prison, and shooting straight into the sky.

However, Li Xuan, who was focused on writing at the time, did not notice. At this moment, numerous cracks appeared on the ground outside the prison of the Dali Temple, spreading out like a spider web.

All the buildings in the Dali Temple also began to crack, causing many officials working there to come out of the stone room in astonishment.

"Don’t you see, they rise like bees, and the brave men die. China boasts of benevolence After the looting of the Central Plains by the nomads, the scholars run like pigs, and the people cry!"

The prison cell where Earl Huichang Sun Jizong was hiding began to break down and collapse.

He looked around in astonishment, deeply puzzled, "What’s going on now?"

This is the prison of Dali Temple. The best stones are used here to prevent prisoners from escaping. But at this moment, these walls suddenly collapsed.

Duke Yansheng, Kong Xiude, turned pale, speechless for a while.

The young swordsman frowned, revealing a serious look in his eyes, "That’s because the earth’s energy was drained."

Sun Jizong understood in an instant that the earth energy around had gathered towards Li Xuan, used to carry the poems and famous works of Li Xuan.

—The stone wall in front wouldn’t have been able to carry the poem written by Li Xuan.

But when Li Xuan was writing, he perceived the spirit of heaven and earth from afar, attracting the spirits of heaven and earth to gather under his pen. This caused all the earth energy to gather on that stone wall, strengthening the structure of the stone wall while also causing all the surrounding bricks and stones to start disintegrating into sand.

At this moment, Sun Jizong heard a huge chime sound coming from the direction of the Wen Temple.

This chime sound was different from the previous ones. Sun Jizong could faintly hear the sharp golden sound and the killing sound within it.

"Another masterpiece in calligraphy?" Sun Jizong couldn’t help but show a surprised look again: "Can scholars from the past approve of such words?"