Legendary Armament Canon



"Of course Great Wei is still here," Zhang Qiyun said in a daze. He had yet to return to his senses.

The few first-rank demonic beasts who had chased them until they had nowhere to go died just like that?

They died silently in this wasteland like low-grade demonic beasts?

Who was this senior?

"What year is it now?" Zhou Shu looked at Zhang Qiyun and frowned.

Zhang Qiyun was a first-rank martial artist. In his memory, there were only a few first-rank martial artists in the Ten Nations. Although he might not know all of them, Zhang Qiyun didn't look too old. Logically speaking, he should have an impression of such a young first-rank martial artist.

But he had no impression of Zhang Qiyun.

He suddenly had a bad feeling.

"What year is it?" Zhang Qiyun looked at Zhou Shu strangely. "It's the tenth year of the Origin."

Zhang Qiyun calculated and said, "According to the New Calendar, it's the 121st year of the New Calendar."

"121st year of the New Calendar, tenth year of the Origin…" Zhou Shu pondered.

Another two calendars he had never heard of.

He pondered for a moment and raised his hand. A strand of hair flew into his hand from Zhang Qiyun's head.

Then a layer of light appeared on his body.

Zhang Qiyun was surprised, but he didn't dare to say anything.

A moment later, Zhou Shu opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed across them. Has it been so long?

He recalled his experiences from ten thousand years ago. The same amount of time he had spent ten thousand years ago seemed to have passed in this era.

Time didn't come out of thin air.

How long had he stayed before returning from ancient times? How long had the era he had lived in developed?

After using the Zhuang Zhou Butterfly Dream Technique on Zhang Qiyun, he instantly knew the current situation.

After he returned to ancient times, the Grotto-Heaven Masters had returned together. With their strength, they had forcefully driven the demonic beast army back to the Demon Realm.

From then on, the Demon Realm and the human race fell into balance again.

The Ten Nations walked out of the Grotto-Heavens and established themselves on the Ten Nations Continent again.

The Ten Nations were reconstructed, and a tug-of-war began with the Demon Realm.

During this period, all sorts of things naturally happened. Until now, the Demon Realm had failed to conquer the Ten Nations, and the Ten Nations had failed to subdue the Demon Realm.

The human race and the Demon Realm each occupied one side and were constantly fighting each other. But now, the Demon Realm also lost its overwhelming advantage.

On the human side, the humans that retreated to the Grotto-Heavens regained the Ten Nations Continent.

The reconstruction of the Ten Nations was improving day by day.

Great Xia, Great Qin, Great Wei…

The original Ten Nations were still around. But the current Ten Nations were somewhat the same yet somewhat different from before.

"Senior." Zhang Qiyun hesitated for a moment and said respectfully, "Some of the connate divine weapons of our human race have been lost in the Demon Realm. We've been trying to retrieve them. This time, we sacrificed many brothers to succeed.

"Senior, if you're interested in connate divine weapons, you can go to the Huaxia Pavilion to ask for them. All the divine weapons in the world come from the Huaxia Pavilion. We're also bringing the Snow-Drinking Rampant Saber back to the Huaxia Pavilion."

He was a little nervous. He couldn't see through this mysterious person's strength, but seeing that he could easily kill a few first-rank demonic beasts, he wasn't someone that Zhang Qiyun could afford to provoke.

It would be fine if this senior followed the rules. But if he didn't and insisted on snatching the Snow-Drinking Rampant Saber, then with his strength, he could easily catch up to his companions.

Zhang Qiyun was also cunning. He had mentioned the Huaxia Pavilion because he wanted to use it to intimidate Zhou Shu.

"Huaxia Pavilion…" Zhou Shu's expression became a little strange, and memories flashed past his mind.

He had never expected that he would return a hundred years after he left.

The only thing worth rejoicing about was that the Huaxia Pavilion and the Ten Nations were still around.

He just didn't know how many of his close friends were still around.

Although Zhang Qiyun was a first-rank martial artist, his status in the human race was clearly not very high. He couldn't come into contact with many people.

When Zhou Shu entered Zhang Qiyun's dream, he found that the only old acquaintance he had seen in Zhang Qiyun's life was a somewhat unfamiliar name, Zhang San.

Zhou Shu remembered Zhang San. He was a genius scout from the Ten Nations' alliance army that had followed him back then. Zhou Shu had even given the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow to him.

Zhang Qiyun was Zhang San's grandson!

The young scout back then was now a grandfather.

From Zhang Qiyun's memories, Zhou Shu knew that Zhang San had been seriously injured on the battlefield back then and had long retired.

Zhou Shu was silent for a moment before asking, "As a first-rank Martial Dao expert, why don't you have a connate divine weapon?"

"Senior, don't joke around. Connate divine weapons are precious. How can I own one?" Zhang Qiyun smiled bitterly. Senior, you're so powerful, but you don't have a connate divine weapon either.

Boom!

While they were talking, a powerful aura quickly approached them from afar.

"Oh no! An expert from the Demon Realm is chasing after us!" Zhang Qiyun's expression changed greatly. "Senior…"

He looked at Zhou Shu.

He had subconsciously wanted Zhou Shu to leave first. After all, this matter had nothing to do with him.

But he suddenly realized that Zhou Shu was ten times stronger than him. He definitely wouldn't listen to him.

Zhou Shu raised his head and looked ahead with a calm expression.

"The connate divine weapons that belong to me, if I don't give them away, no one can snatch them," Zhou Shu whispered.

His voice was very soft, and even Zhang Qiyun, who was so close, didn't hear what he said.

The next moment, he saw Zhou Shu walk forward.

"Senior, that direction is the Demon Realm!" Zhang Qiyun couldn't help reminding him.

He kept feeling that Zhou Shu was strange. Previously, he had even asked him what year it was.

Zhang Qiyun felt that Zhou Shu might be the kind of existence who had just come out of seclusion after cultivating bitterly for decades…

"I'm going to the Demon Realm to retrieve the connate divine weapons of the human race. If you're not afraid of death, follow me." Zhou Shu slowly walked forward and spoke without turning his head.

Zhang Qiyun was stunned. Go to the Demon Realm to retrieve the connate divine weapons of the human race?

It wasn't that the human race hadn't thought of this before!

Legend had it that back then, the King of War, Xiao Jianghe, had personally gone to the Demon Realm, but he had returned empty-handed.

Although the Demon Realm no longer had an overwhelming advantage over the human race, the demonic beasts of the Demon Realm were still stronger than the human race.

In particular, their innate strength was actually above that of humans.

Even King of War Xiao Jianghe returned in defeat. Does this senior think that he's stronger than the King of War?

Countless thoughts flashed through Zhang San's mind. He looked at Zhou Shu's back, gritted his teeth, and chased after him.

Isn't it just death?

So what if something happens?

In any case, he saved my life. At worst, I'll accompany this senior to the Demon Realm. I've already sent the Snow-Drinking Rampant Saber back. Even if I die, it will be worth it!

If I don't die, I can even bring back the few connate divine weapons that the human race has left in the Demon Realm.

That will be awesome!

At that time, I'll see what Grandpa says about it!

I, Zhang Qiyun, am qualified to inherit the Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow!

Who didn't know about the Zhang family's Great Destroyer Heavenly Bow?

It was a connate divine weapon ranked at the top of the Armament Manual!

At the thought of this, Zhang Qiyun felt his heart race.

Zhang Qiyun chased after Zhou Shu. "Senior, I am willing to fight with you. I won't return until I die!"