Chapter 141

The fierce wind swept in, and huge waves surged skyward.

Fueled by the wind, each transport ship instantly burst into raging flames.

Suddenly attacked, the transport ships also heard shrill bugle calls, and a Daoist took the opportunity to fly out.

They began casting spells to seal the river surface.

At the same time, each soldier on the transport ships raised their armor‑breaking shields, but in these towering waves many could barely keep their footing, unable to truly defend effectively.

Meanwhile, the Xuandu Sect's Second Sect Master on the shore saw the Daoist fly out, gathered his magical power, and in an instant transformed it into streaks of sword‑qi flashing with fierce azure light; a giant sword descended and slew the flying Daoist.

His profound Daoist power surged from his whole body, and the spells he casually summoned seemed to follow divine laws.

That was a Yin Spirit Venerable.

Such an existence, an ordinary cultivator who flies out would be killed outright upon a single encounter.

Seeing the wind and waves return, his voice was icy, laced with a cold smile.

"What does it matter if reinforcements have arrived!"

"Today I will let you all perish upon the Canal, becoming water ghosts of this river!"

He let out a long roar, and magnificent winds formed, turning into raging gales that swept back over the river surface; wind and water combined, creating huge waterspouts.

Instantly, huge ships capsized, collapsing and sinking in the waves; soldiers aboard struggled and fell into the water, soon swallowed by the surging tide.

Even if they managed to avoid death, they would be covered by a rain of arrows from the shore.

Meanwhile, the many military commanders on the warships finally reacted from the chaos of the attack!

"Dragon Flag, break the spell!"

On a Great Qian warship in the center, a commander burst forth with vigor and shouted angrily; then on the river surface a vast dragon‑tiger aura suddenly coalesced, as if instantly turning into a black dragon that, with its roar, dispelled all manner of spells.

The boundless wind aura also fell into disorder.

Seeing this, the Second Sect Master's eyes narrowed slightly.

The Dragon Flag bears the power of the cauldron‑artifact condensed from the Great Qian Court, and using it to break spells is unfailingly effective.

However, such a flag has little other use.

Such a cultivator is not merely versed in some long‑range techniques.

A flicker of cold indifference crossed his eyes; he casually took a gourd from the side table, opened it, dropped a few drops of special essence‑blood, and saw numerous ice‑blue flying ants emerge, heading toward the river surface.

Soon the river surface appeared to be covered by a layer of ice‑blue flying ants.

As if forming an ocean of ice‑blue!

Dragon‑tiger aura can dispel all techniques formed from condensed spiritual essence, but it cannot withstand physical attacks!

This Yin Spirit Venerable's greatest pride is not the various Yin Spirit techniques, but the Yin Spirit Gu Technique and the Undying Gu God True Body.

At this moment his eyes turned icy, and his body instantly transformed into a black river formed of countless gu‑worms, surging straight toward the river surface.

The next instant, the water surface echoed with countless shrill, fearful cries.

……

In the deep waters, Zhang Jian held a Water‑Avoiding Pearl, moving with extreme speed.

Although he had never cultivated water‑system techniques, possessing this Water‑Avoiding Pearl could make up for that deficiency.

"It's a pity I lack a water spiritual root, making water‑attribute cultivation twice as hard for half the result; I don't know if I'll ever be able to pluck a water‑attribute treasure from the clan shrine."

Zhang Jian pondered this silently.

But Zhang Jian quickly suppressed that thought; lacking a water spiritual root merely means his water‑attribute cultivation is slower, not that he cannot cultivate it.

Thanks to the convenience of the Seven Apertures Exquisite Heart, he found cultivating water‑attribute techniques not difficult.

Boom—rumble—rumble!

Just then, Zhang Jian's expression shifted, and he saw a vast dark surge welling up from the depths below, within it lay a layer of intense, mighty divine power.

"No, I cannot get close!"

This thought flashed through Zhang Jian's mind.

The Canal Dragon Lord's rank is likely even higher than that of the White Water Dragon Lord, and the entity that would act against him is surely no weaker.

In such a clash of titans, he could hardly do anything.

Zhang Jian pondered for a moment; having also sensed great danger ahead, he decided to first find a place to hold position for a while—if an opportunity arose he would take it, otherwise he would retreat.

Although he wished to aid the Canal Dragon Lord, if the risk were too great he would certainly not act lightly.

……

Meanwhile, deep within the Yunhe Dragon Palace, a deity whose body was entwined with intense water‑system spiritual essence suddenly flew into a rage.

Around him were many water‑palace soldiers.

On the other side were two deities whose bodies were entwined with strong incense aura; one was tall and graceful, her domain manifesting various flames and red clouds.

The other was shrouded in boundless darkness, as if the ultimate gloom of the cosmos had descended.

These are the twin deities formed from the incense of the Xuandu Sect: Guangming Shengmu and Xuantián Móshén.

In the Xuandu Sect's doctrine, one represents light, wisdom, perseverance, and frugality, while the other represents pure darkness and punishment.

These two deities have been nourished by countless years of incense from the Xuandu Sect; though not true gods, their divine power remains extraordinarily strong—countless incense motes coalesce into black and white divine bureaus, and in their innate harmonious cooperation they resemble the primordial yin‑yang that separates heaven and earth, eroding all techniques.

Each holds a special divine‑dao treasure in hand.

Guangming Shengmu holds a Light‑Might Demon‑Subduing Pestle, while behind Xuantián Móshén coalesces myriad strands of darkness; looking closely, it is a Divine Wheel!

That is a Mysterious Heaven Treasure Wheel.

This, together with the Guangming Treasure Wheel from the Xuandu Nine Treasures, forms a set.

The two together, as if forming a small yin-yang universe, trap the Canal Dragon King and many shrimp soldiers and crab generals within it.

No matter how furious the Canal Dragon King becomes, he remains isolated within; all divine powers, even divine Dao treasures, cannot be used.

At this moment, the Canal Dragon King also has a grim expression; layers of magnificent incense-fire divine power erupt violently around him, and under the empowerment of the dragon clan's wondrous dharma, he manifests a heaven-shaking dragon roar.

This is a special sound attack technique; within it, it seems to contain the initial opening of heaven and earth, the divine energy of the universe's primordial source.

However, as the technique was unleashed, the black-and-white yin-yang universe remained completely still; instead, the yin-yang kept turning, continually wearing down the Dragon Chant Heavenly Sound, and a deep, obscure sound followed.

Old Dragon King, it's useless; you simply cannot break the Profound Capital Yin-Yang Spirit-Refining Dharma Realm that my two gods jointly wield. Just stay here obediently—rest assured, we two gods will not take your life. After all, you are also a dragon god of the Dragon Clan, but if you struggle, suffering is inevitable.

In the dark depths, the Profound Heaven Devil God wore armor all over, resembling a burly heavenly deity, his body entwined with intense black flames.

The Bright Light Holy Mother stood like a heavenly maiden in the depths of light, her posture graceful, her clear, cold voice even more arrogant than that of the Profound Heaven Devil God.

Canal Dragon Lord, no one can save you!

At that moment she gazed toward the Canal Dragon Palace; inside the palace, strands of divine light burst forth, attempting to charge upward and break the realm from the outside, but she saw the goddess within the light condense divine power, swing a palm, and instantly turn the gods within those strands of divine light into shooting-star fans that flew out.

……

Meanwhile, on a hidden reef on the outskirts of the Canal, Zhang Jian was still waiting for movement; just then, an unknown voice sounded in his heart.

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