My Antique Mirror Is A Portal To Another World-Chapter 568: Worshippers Of The Beast God

Feng Xiyan stared grimly at the growing thunderclouds. After a moment of silence, he called out to the Yin Mirror through his consciousness.

’Yin Mirror, are you there?’

Almost instantly, her voice replied, "Master. Do you need something?"

’The Dizhu Tribe has arrived. I think you should see this.’

Hearing this, the Yin Mirror recalled the Dizhu Tribe’s crimes against the soldiers guarding the Yurong Border Pass and the common people living in the garrison city.

She pondered briefly, then raised her hand and calculated with her fingers. A few seconds later, her fingers halted, and her expression shifted subtly.

’I never expected the Dizhu Tribe to be a double-edged sword. If this hidden variable can be used to my Master’s advantage, perhaps fate can still be altered.’

With that thought, she waved her hand. Instantly, her form dissolved into golden particles and vanished from the cloud pavilion.

A moment later, the Yin Mirror appeared beside Feng Xiyan, startling Wu Ruizhan and the other generals.

The Yin Mirror bowed to Feng Xiyan and greeted him softly, "Master."

When Tuluo Cheng and Zhan Qi saw her, they clasped their fists and bowed as well. "This subordinate greets the immortal."

Hearing them address this exceptionally beautiful woman as an immortal, Wu Ruizhan and the other generals exchanged glances with shock clear in their eyes.

Ignoring Wu Ruizhan and the others’ reactions, the Yin Mirror lifted her gaze to the thick thunderclouds gathering overhead. After observing them for a moment, she shifted her attention to the Dizhu Tribe members below.

Unlike Feng Xiyan, Tuluo Cheng, the generals, or the soldiers, what the Yin Mirror saw was not an old woman dancing wildly while striking the ground with her cane, but surging streams of spiritual energy expanding upward each time the wooden cane hit the earth.

Following the trajectory of the spiritual energy, she looked toward the sky and said calmly, "Master, she is attempting to communicate with an Ancient God."

The instant her words fell, Feng Xiyan’s eyes flickered. "Can you stop her?"

"Yes," the Yin Mirror replied without hesitation. Then she asked, "Do you want me to stop her now?"

Feng Xiyan paused briefly before asking, "Do you know which Ancient God she is trying to contact?"

Before the Yin Mirror could answer, Tuluo Cheng stepped forward. "Great General, the Dizhu Tribe worships the Beast God."

Hearing this, the Yin Mirror smiled faintly at him. "You are quite knowledgeable. As expected of the Tuluo Tribe."

Receiving her praise, Tuluo Cheng felt honored. He lowered his head and said humbly, "This subordinate is unworthy of such praise, Immortal."

The Yin Mirror turned back to Feng Xiyan. "Master, the Beast God is fierce and unforgiving. He is also holding a grudge."

She paused for a second, then asked calmly, "Master, what is your decision?"

Feng Xiyan gazed at the dense thunderclouds in silence for a moment before asking, "Will it rain?"

The Yin Mirror shook her head. "This is merely a signal meant to draw the Ancient God’s attention."

Slowly tapping the hilt of his sword with his slender index finger, Feng Xiyan thoughtfully said, "It has been years since rain last fell on the Yurong Border Pass. Since they have given us this opportunity, we shouldn’t disappoint them."

After making up his mind, Feng Xiyan then issued an order. "General Zhan, bring up the Artificial Rain Cannon. We will call down rain for them to see."

Upon hearing this, Zhan Qi’s eyes lit up. Clasping his fists, he replied excitedly, "Yes, Great General!"

As Zhan Qi went to oversee the transport of the Artificial Rain Cannon to the wall, Wu Ruizhan watched Feng Xiyan’s composed expression thoughtfully.

’What is he planning? Can he truly summon rain?’

Before long, Zhan Qi returned with six soldiers carrying the Artificial Rain Cannon and a box of shells.

"Place it there," Zhan Qi ordered, then clasped his fists and reported to Feng Xiyan. "Great General, the Artificial Rain Cannon is here."

Turning around, Feng Xiyan removed the red cloth covering the cannon, then ordered, "Load the shell."

At his command, two soldiers carefully loaded the shell into the cannon.

Standing nearby, Wu Ruizhan and the other generals from the Wu Army stared in stunned silence at the unfamiliar weapon.

Unable to suppress his curiosity, Zhong Zi’an asked quietly, "General Zhan, what is that thing?"

Noticing his curiosity and awe, Zhan Qi explained with a hint of pride in his voice, "It’s called the Artificial Rain Cannon, a divine artifact bestowed upon us by Fairy Bai. It can summon rain and end droughts."

Hearing this, the generals finally understood that the Feng Army’s rapid growth was not due solely to Feng Xiyan’s ability, but also to Fairy Bai’s presence and support from the shadow.

Looking at Zhong Zi’an’s envious look, Zhan Qi patted him on the shoulder and added, "General Zhong, you’ll see for yourself soon enough. This thing is very amazing."

Just when he said that, a soldier reported, "Great General, the cannon is ready."

"Good." Feng Xiyan nodded and looked down at the Dizhu Tribe. Seeing that the ritual had reached its peak, he commanded coldly, "General Zhan, fire the cannon."

"Yes, Great General!" Zhan Qi took a torch from a soldier and warned, "Everyone, please step back."

After everyone retreated to a safe distance, he lit the fuse and quickly moved away.

As the fuse burned rapidly, Wu Ruizhan’s heart skipped a beat. He stared without blinking, unwilling to miss even a single detail.

The moment the fuse burned out, a deafening sound echoed across the land.

Boom!

A few seconds later, something detonated within the thick thunderclouds.

Boom!

Pointing at the thunderclouds, Zhong Zi’an asked uncertainly, "Is it done?"

Zhan Qi nodded. "Mhm. It’s done. All we need to do is wait."

Seeing no immediate change, Zhong Zi’an frowned. Scratching his head, he thought doubtfully, ’Where is the rain? Did the summoning fail?’

As doubt crept into his mind, the Dizhu Tribe’s shaman heard the explosions and abruptly halted the ritual. When she looked up at the thunderclouds, a flash of lightning split the sky.

Crack~!

Moments later, thunder roared across the land.

Boom!