Chapter 969:

Chapter 969:

A large army passed in front of the mansion of the Qiantang Sect.

The armys banner bore a single character: Qi.

This army was no longer a legion of rabbit-people but a proper army of Big Tang, with black-haired, yellow-skinned soldiers. These were not mere guards who only knew how to farm radishes; they were resolute, courageous, and unparalleled warriors.

Moreover, the imperial court had now enlisted the help of the Eighteen Divinations, leveraging their maritime power to strike against the ghost invaders from sea to land.

Robb knew that when Big Tang was truly committed to war, they had never been weak. Defeating the ghosts would be a breeze; there was nothing left to worry about on the Tang side.

He began to pack his things, preparing to return to the Western world.

There wasnt much to pack, just a large bag of Xuanyuan Black Iron. Once he returned to the West, this material should be renamed Starfall.

He easily hoisted the large bag containing the ten crafted swords and unused ingots onto his shoulder.

A group of people came to see him off, bowing in unison: We thank you, foreign hero, for your assistance to our Big Tang. Your great kindness is beyond words. If theres ever a time when you need our help, please dont hesitate to ask.

This group included both righteous and evil martial artists, a rare occasion where both sides showed such respect to a single individual.Điscover new chapters at novelhall.com

Robb waved, smiling. Just as he was about to use his transmission spell, he noticed a graceful woman with a backpack standing next to him, as if she intended to go with him.

This woman was Shisu, the Sword of Waves of the Qiantang Clan, and the most beautiful woman in East Hangzhou.

Robb was surprised: Miss Shi, what are you doing?

Shisu replied: Im going with you to the Western world.

The city exuded a sense of thriving vitality.

Her eyes then shifted to the mountain range behind the city. To her surprise, the mountain that served as the citys backdrop featured a massive carving. The carving filled an entire mountain face and was nothing short of spectacular.

At the center of the carving was the Black Dragon, a menace for a thousand years. In front of it was a hero, intricately and vividly carved. Wasnt it Robb? Flanking the Black Dragon were countless warriors, attacking with all their might.

As Shisu stared at the carving, her imagination took over, and she felt as if she were standing in the midst of the battle against the Black Dragon that had once united all of Westwind City.

Ah, this carving!

She wanted to turn and ask Robb about it, but he was engrossed in his joyful reunion, leaving her no room to interrupt.

She thought about asking someone else but realized the language barrier would make it awkward.

Just then, a middle-aged man with yellow skin and black hair, dressed in traditional robes, walked up to her and greeted her with a fist-and-palm salute. Greetings, lady warrior! My name is Shang Yang. Im a trader from Big Tang who does business with Westwind City along the ancient Tea Horse Road.

Shisu was delighted to meet a fellow countryman in a foreign land. She quickly asked, Mr. Shang, may I inquire if this carving is real?

Shang Yang chuckled, Of course, its real! It depicts the battle that took place four years ago when the Black Dragon attacked. At that time, I was planning to flee Westwind City with my daughter. But when the Black Dragon arrived, GodfatherRobbsingle-handedly withstood all of its attacks, allowing others to strike it from the sides. Together, we managed to drive the Black Dragon away. This carving commemorates that very moment.

Shisu inquired, He really withstood the Black Dragon?

Shang Yang affirmed, Absolutely, theres no faking the truth. Now, all the nations here are making concerted efforts to prepare for the next appearance of the Black Dragon. They aim to slay it before it returns. You see those trains over there? Theyre bringing back supplies specifically prepared for defeating the Black Dragon.

Shisu found herself reassessing Robb, genuinely astonished by the revelation. She couldnt help but feel invigorated, It seems that slaying the Black Dragon is not a mere dream.

She then took a paper crane from her pocket. This was a message-carrying paper crane given to her by a Taoist priest from Wudang. She whispered a few words to the paper crane and, with a wave of her hand, sent it soaring towards the Eastern world.