Chapter 1413

The waning moonlight faded slowly, and the colors of heaven and earth seeped back from the snowy white, separating out like a mountain stream drying up to reveal the riverbed rocks scoured clean over a thousand years.

The Yellow Sand River rushed eastward, continuing the severed pulse.

The only stone in heaven and earth that could swell—the "stone in the river"—seemed to be split open by the rushing current into fissures, from which river water gushed out continuously. With a boom, mountains collapsed and the earth split apart, disintegrating as turbid floodwaters violently surged forth, toppling countless shattered stones!

Boom!

Fresh blood spurted wildly, the humanoid phantom flew out from the scarlet-patterned body, turned into flowing light, and smashed into the netherworld, shattering several mountain peaks and kicking up dust!

The yin-yang fissure stood thousands of zhang high, golden light and blood light permeating each other, light and dark symmetrical, revealing two worlds. The manjushaka flowers and snowflakes, the dark red blood river colliding with the muddy Yellow Sand River, with white waves thrown high in between.

Crystal water droplets flashed in midair, their curved surfaces reflecting, illuminating every shocked face.

Millions of needles pricked and stabbed the spine.

The arriving elder of the Heaven Fire Sect hid behind the Fifth Will, narrowly escaping disaster, merely wounded by the aftermath, pupils trembling, charging then reversing retreat, pressing down on the wound, fleeing in fear.

Run.

The sect master of the Jade Phoenix Tower, Yu Baiyi, had a blank mind, ran wildly, and only belatedly realized why, upon waking, the flourishing, thriving sect had become ruins, cursing Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu for their shamelessness in directly dragging him here to fill the line.

In the Golden Court of the Northern Ting, the place that housed the Wang King used every means, yet could not suppress the new venerable of the Lotus Sect; when the new venerable touched Zhang Longxiang and Liang Qu—no, the Su King and Chong King's pupils widened in shock, their minds left with only a single thought.

Just how many layers of the Eagle God's Seizure of Food has Zhang Longxiang stacked?

"Ha, ha————"

A half-length crack spread across the Soul-Locking Blade, Zhang Longxiang's chest heaved violently.

The First Immortal Island collapsed and disintegrated; Liang Qu swallowed his saliva, gasping heavily.

It's not over yet!

"Ah!!!"

Sound waves surged, visible transparent air waves rolled, lifting huge chunks of mountain stone, passing from the netherworld to the yang realm. Boundless anger lay buried in this roar, as if a copper ball had struck the human brain, repeatedly shattering the skull.

The Su King's ear ached, he saw the body split in half, mixed with blood and viscera, falling freely naked, and a flash of inspiration struck him.

"Quick! Take the corpse!"

Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu, fleeing into the netherworld to curl up like turtles, spat blood from mouth and nose; hearing this, they froze, turned their heads back to look toward the yang realm, gazing at the Lotus Sect's carefully cultivated body, fused with countless martial bones, originally meant to carry the Fifth Will's soul.

Cultivating the Supreme Body is no easy feat—there are only so few of them.

The two wanted to act, yet feared going out and letting Zhang Longxiang chop them to death with one blade.

"Give them all to me, die!!!"

The netherworld's blood light blazed fiercely, smoke and dust billowed, the Fifth Will stomped and shattered the earth, shooting forth. A streak of flowing light flew across the sky and landed in its hand. Within the Heaven Fire Sect, the blood treasure in the furnace steamed and emptied, across hundreds of thousands of miles, it was poured into the Fifth Will's body from nowhere, blazing fiercely, steaming up a long river of blood smoke.

The Fifth Will's face was ferocious, it charged and swept horizontally, breaking through the conical air wave.

The person emanating from the netherworld possessed a might not weaker than before!

With the upper-layer alignment, restraining Zhang Longxiang, Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu found an opportunity, leaping out in great joy.

Liang Qu stepped forward in a hurry, going to seize the body.

Zhang Longxiang suppressed his breath, took half a step, then gripped the hilt. Waiting for the Fifth Will to rush out of the fissure and enter the yang realm, his illusion flickered for an instant.

Heart fire burned like a prairie, the heart's eye pierced through.

All things in heaven and earth, above and below, before and after, nothing fails to reflect in the heart.

Between heaven and earth, the white arc light flashed again.

Su King, Chong King, Wu Lingxu, Fei Taiyu————

In countless pairs of pitch-black pupils, a snowy white round moon suddenly appeared!

Still coming!

How dare you, brat!

The Fifth Will's fury blazed fiercely, it gritted its teeth, advanced to close in, this time————

Light flashed and swept by.

The Yellow Sand River water suddenly broke again in midair—river water, mud, banks, withered trees, accumulated snow—this crescent moon slash cleared everything in its path, dug out the way, leaving only the dazed Fifth Will hanging in the void, its body dissolving and fading.

The blood smoke river became illusory and dim, turning into the green smoke rising after a candle is extinguished.

"How, could it possibly————"

The ferocity on its face fully receded, turning into pure shock; the Fifth Will froze in place, withdrew its arrogance, and finally noticed Zhang Longxiang at this moment, and how he differed from just a moment ago.

Upon the nineteen eagle god phantoms behind it, a pair of blood wings that covered the sky and blotted out the sun emerged, half-revealing eagle eyes————

"It's me myself."

The Fifth Will realized.

Nineteen plus one!

"Boom!"

The heavenly sound trembled and swayed; beside the Fifth Will, two streaks of flowing light shot out.

How Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu came, how they retreated back into the netherworld, planted upside-down scallions into the earth, and two spiderweb-like pits appeared.

Su King and Chong King, who had prepared to step forward to help seize the opportunity, were dazed once again, watching Liang Qu punch each of them, violently blasting away two Awakened Realm elders, taking the scarlet-patterned remains and fresh blood.

Do you also have the Eagle God's Seizure of Food?

Two more cracks burst open on the Soul-Locking Blade, nearly splitting the blade in half; Zhang Longxiang chopped down, then backhanded lifted, giving the Fifth Will no chance to catch its breath.

Before the blade light could descend.

The Fifth Will lost its ferocity on its face, also withdrew its shock, leaving only solemnity and unwillingness; before the third blade came, its illusory body turned into a pig's urine bubble, rapidly inflating, and it exploded with a boom, getting ahead by a step.

Zhang Longxiang's aura surged violently and rapidly.

Nineteen plus one suddenly became nineteen plus two!

Su King and Chong King gave their full respect.

"Fifth Immortal!"

Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu collapsed with a great cry, falling to the ground, but after their expressions crumbled, an extreme sense of danger arose in the hearts of Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang.

Still not over?

Opposite the thousand-zhang fissure, the entire netherworld shuddered violently, the mountain peak shattered, as if a colossal beast turned over, woke and turned, then rose and let out a frenzied howl.

A vast will spread across heaven and earth, sweeping in wave after wave; a towering translucent phantom, ten thousand zhang high, wearing a crown and beads, with blurred features, stood firm between heaven and earth.

"The Fourth Immortal!"

Unheeding their collapse, Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu moved their knees, kowtowing and bowing again.

Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang's expressions changed abruptly.

The crown and beads swayed, the ten-thousand-zhang phantom lowered its brows and swept horizontally, locking onto Zhang Longxiang, and pointed a finger.

"Frog Lord!!"

The old toad tapped its nostrils, flicked out nasal mucus, and with its webbed feet smeared it on the fat fish's head, tugged its long whiskers—the fat fish, not bothering to wipe its head, immediately sent a message.

Before the toad, six copper coins fell to the ground.

Two reversals, four affirmations!

"Ah!!!"

Zhang Longxiang roared, his aura soaring without limit, blood seeping from his skin, the Suppressing Prison Blade cracking as it swung, white light reappearing, he rubbed his fingers together!

A notch split open on his finger, blood spurting, white bone exposed, yet this blade struck him so hard it violently displaced him!

Before the Guimu statue, the Third Prince, having tightened his sack's mouth and carrying the Fetal Pearl Dan in preparation to withdraw, lifted his head and looked up—white scales exploded outward, and he let out a sharp cry.

"Enter Hongguo!" Liang Qu bellowed, unleashing all his strength, burning his heart-fire, closely following the blade's light, carrying the Su King,

Chong King assisting, he threw a tremendous punch.

The Third Prince drenched in sweat, burst forth with his life's utmost speed, discarded the Fetal Pearl Dan, and plunged headfirst into Hongguo, his tail burning with searing pain.

"My dragon's tail!!"

The punch's wind was obliterated, the technique covered over.

The residual surge rose, the Construct Treasure Ship's dragon bone shattered, exploding in midair.

Liang Qu, the Su King, and the Chong King were forced to retreat, watching as the mutilated finger pressed into the riverbed.

Boom!

A great cavern appeared, bottomless and unseen, the Guimu Sect's ritual on the path above shattered explosively! The invisible ripples did not dissipate, but continued to expand.

Liang Qu, Zhang Longxiang, the Su King, and the Chong King retreated hastily, when an invisible force enveloped them, pulling the four to the rear while simultaneously suppressing the ripples.

The wind ceased, the clouds stilled.

A broad-robed lord appeared before everyone, performing a respectful salute: "I never imagined that the former Emperor of Great Li, the First Immortal of the mortal realm, would truly accomplish life-creating transformation, opening a pure land—Junior Linchuan, I have long admired your senior's great name! I am utterly in awe."

Within the Yellow Sand River, the dragon-shaped phantom clung tightly to its tail, restrained its aura, nearly turning into a lump of stubborn stone.

Beyond the thousand-zhang fissure, amidst the bloody heaven and earth, the ten-thousand-zhang phantom peered through a crack like a leopard, glanced once, gave no reply, merely observed coldly, then gradually faded from between heaven and earth.

Just as a fish deprived of water returns to the river, Liang Qu, who had suffocated for a long time, suddenly relaxed.

The terrifying pressure dissipated like smoke and clouds.

End————ed?

Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang exchanged glances.

The broad-robed lord turned his head toward Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu.

The two stepped forward, bowed, and performed the rites: "We pay our respects to the Immortal, your Immortal has long slept without waking, just now revived, still unable to discuss the Dao with you."

"Understood, no problem." Linchuan Immortal nodded, "Since you cannot discuss the Dao, then I shall not disturb you either."

"See off the Immortal!" Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu cried out in unison.

Linchuan Immortal glanced at Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang, nodded lightly, stepped forward, and vanished.

Heaven and earth fell silent, only the rushing current remained.

The Yellow Sand River water sank into the finger-hole deep pit, revealing a vortex, which after filling the cavity continued eastward.

When mountains collapse they fall, when the earth sinks it cracks, but only when a river breaks does it continue to surge forward.

Zhang Longxiang raised his hand in a summoning gesture, recalling all fragments of the Mystic Weapons; Liang Qu realigned his broken arm bone, gazing at the fissure.

Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu gave Liang Qu a deep look, opened their mouths, but ultimately said nothing, silently returning to the netherworld.

Chong King, Su King, Zhang Longxiang, and Liang Qu stood in the sky, overlooking the Shahe River, then gazing at the fissure, blood-red light shining on their faces, as if they were sitting together in winter around a brazier.

All stones in the rivers of the world stilled simultaneously.

Suddenly, Zhang Longxiang burst into laughter, Liang Qu followed suit, their laughter mingling with the yellow sand's tidal sounds, echoing back with the wind.

Chong King looked left and right: "Is it over?"

Liang Qu gathered his smile: "Most likely————ended."

Chong King asked again: "Leave?"

Zhang Longxiang looked at Liang Qu: "Can we?"

Liang Qu looked at the eldest, Su King: "Leave?"

Su King glanced at the three, had nothing to say, and led the way downward.

Nanjiang, Qinggu Valley.

"Huu, finally, Grand Master————"

Li Xianghan rose to her feet, her hands following the hair at her forehead, smoothing it all the way back, like a lotus emerging from water, then unable to contain her joy, she stripped off her clothes, naked, turned the full-length mirror facing forward back around, and admired her perfect physique alone.

Damn, she's gorgeous!

This butt, these breasts, this smooth skin, this slightly protruding, soft belly—give it a tap—

If she were a man, she couldn't help it—she herself is the greatest beauty of Nanjiang!

The higher the cultivation realm, the stronger the "essence," likewise the greater the self-purification; upon reaching Entering Zhen Xiang, it is a major leap, skin improves, natural appearance improves, and moreover, from now on she can skip brushing teeth, wake up and eat, finish eating and sleep, a pair of boots can last three years still fragrant—if she wishes to cultivate, just bring Huai King over to serve as her cultivation slave, mercilessly drain his cultivation! Heh heh heh————

"Life, ah—so easy, ah."

Li Xianghan slumped in her seat, daydreaming about a beautiful future life.

"Dong! Dong! Dong!"

The bell rang sharply, the rhythm urgent.

Li Xianghan snapped her head up.

Second-level alarm?

The tusi summoned the nine strongholds' masters?

Li Xianghan sensed the rhythm, her face blank with confusion, then fear followed.

Oh no, what big trouble has arisen again?

Why does this southern border suffer so many disasters, one year worse than the last? Li Xianghan sighed, hastily pulling on her pants and clothes, yet also feeling a flicker of joy.

Perfect—this time there are many people, and as the Holy Maiden, she also has the right to participate; later she'll go and dazzle everyone, to use the Huaiwang's words, seize a wave of emotional value!

Awesome!

Thinking of this, Li Xianghan's thighs trembled.

Wait, Huaiwang?

Li Xianghan's face froze, the urgent bell ringing nonstop in her ears, she swallowed: "It couldn't be because of him again, could it? No."

Tusi Valley.

Xie Tingliao, Xie Hongyu, grandfather and grandson stared blankly at the armillary sphere, gazing at the "Stone in the River" rampaging through Bei Ting, the new venerone of the Lotus Sect arriving at Huangsha River, colliding with Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang, then shattering explosively.

The "Stone in the River" shattered—perhaps it was struck down and fell from its realm, like self-amputation, so we can only say its life or death is unknown; but unknown life or death means it is dead.

Even now, grandfather and grandson's minds remain utterly blank.

The Golden Wang Ting, the head of Bei Ting, equivalent to the Dashun imperial capital, Dashun's southern direct territories still possess divine weapons like the Jiangjiang Sword, which can sever flood dragons and traverse. Though the Golden Wang Ting's foundation may not match the capital's, it is established in the southern direct territories, moreover possessing a fruit of authority, thus even allowing the new venerone to slay two infant dragons, suspected of taking one, then turning to encounter Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang, colliding and shattering them?

Xie Tingliao drew a deep breath: "Send people to the Great Snow Mountain, Bei Ting, Dashun——"

Golden Wang Ting.

The heavenly grand array slowly closed, golden patterns faded, everyone's aura dropped a notch.

The Great Khan moved his recently reattached arm, still feeling pain and itch, as if ants were gnawing at the fracture. The human body is a perfect cycle of heaven, heaven-made and earth-set; severed limb reattachment is far inferior to limb regeneration, but now saving even a fraction is a gain, as consolation compensation for the sacrificed martial sage.

Now the Great Khan still feels lingering fear.

One point short, one point short from death, had it not been for another crowned king who fought desperately to protect——

Incense smoke rose, mist hazy in the sunlight.

Inside the great tent, utter silence.

"That person, truly the Taizu of Great Li?" the Wolf Chief couldn't help but speak, recalling Su Hekabalu's shout before being captured.

"Truly the Taizu of Great Li, how could we possibly stop him?" the E Nanhe King replied, "Moreover, immortals haven't even appeared."

The Wolf Chief fell silent, wanting to say it might be a flood dragon's clone, but immortals not appearing——he looked toward the Great Khan.

The Great Khan remained silent.

He didn't know what to say.

Great Li Taizu, the first posthumous celestial immortal on earth, the first human immortal, moreover having slain the clam dragon, his fierce name renowned. Now looking again at those "gaps," the so-called Dream Dynasty is clearly real, having refined away a primordial immortal, doubled.

Longer time, deeper accumulation, more strange methods——

Simply put, an ordinary flood dragon encountering Zhang Longxiang and Liang Qu, knowing nothing of their details, with no helpers nearby, would only die as two Zhen Xiang; if he were the same and didn't act, otherwise becoming a second dragon—how could that be acceptable?

"It must be Dashun's plot!" the Wolf Chief raged, "Events happened suddenly, four flood dragons all fixed together, what flood control, all a smokescreen, plus that Liang Qu and Zhang Longxiang! The Great Snow Mountain also has issues, they must have tampered with the Tiger King! We must get Su Hekabalu back! He is our Bei Ting's Tiger King! Demand accountability!"

"Exactly! Now! The Tiger King is the pride of our Bei Ting, now having overcome his inner demons, again loyal and devoted, future limitless, now letting Dashun seize him, wary as they are, perhaps they'll just make him into a ritual vessel—then it'll be too late!"

The Great Khan wanted to speak but hesitated.

The E Nanhe King saw the Great Khan's difficulty, looked around and reminded: "Zhang Longxiang and Liang Qu killed the Lotus Sect's new venerone."

Silence.

After a moment, the Wolf Chief suggested: "Perhaps we needn't rush so much, we can deliberate longer, first ask Dashun for the specific situation?"

"Alright." The Great Khan drew a deep breath, cutting off discussion: "For now, none of this is key; having encountered such an event, it's already beyond our ability to resolve—I'll go ask the immortals!"

Wind and snow howled.

Lotus Sect, four venerones seated cross-legged in place, the prayer beads turning in their hands no longer moving.

The monk glanced up, bewildered.

Since the new venerone died and returned to life, the four venerones have indeed been delighted, soon after exhilarated, later still, just like this rigid sitting, continuing until now.

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