Chapter 1535: Ling Jinglei with Transcendent Shocking Lightning, Attaching Guigu to the North Star (Two-in-One)

Heaven and earth fell deathly silent.

The river grew still and quiet.

The "slender, fragile" "river stone" sank and vanished in the East Sea, died in the East Sea, and in a flash appeared in the Jianghuai! Finally, with a resolve to shatter completely, it utterly collapsed into pieces!

The Straw-Hatted Old Man stared, tongue-tied.

Two kinds of collapse — their meanings were entirely different.

A doomed dragon, before all Immortals, shed its shell like a golden cicada!

The Sage Emperor, the Tusi, the Khan King, the Wolf Lord, Shen Dawu, the Old Monk, the Yue King, Long Eying — every doomed dragon under heaven was stirred.

Great Li's Taizu's blue veins throbbed, his rage uncontainable; he seized and crushed all flesh and blood in one grip, detonated the blood fiend, and instantly tore himself free, transferring out of the dream —

"Boom!"

White clouds pressed down horizontally!

"Traitor!"

Great Li's Taizu's face was twisted and ferocious; one, two, three Immortal qi flames soared to the heavens, crimson dyeing the vault of heaven red; the entire Dream Dynasty began to burn. Three Immortals emerged together, transforming into three crimson rays of light, fiercely blocking the Whale Emperor, while the fourth Immortal suddenly broke free.

The Straw-Hatted Old Man whipped his fishing rod trying to stop it, but Great Li's Taizu appeared from the dream and vanished from the dream — ordinary means could not hinder him at all. He could only watch helplessly as the fourth Immortal escaped the Great Hunt, traversed the Netherworld, and rushed toward Pingyang!

Dream Dynasty.

"Ancestor! Ancestor!"

Wu Lingxu and Fei Taiyu began to feel a burning pain, shrieking miserably, blood-red smoke rising from their entire bodies, begging in agony.

The Lotus Bodhisattva's eyes were crimson; he turned the prayer beads in his hand, each one crumbling into his palm as he crushed them.

The Whale Emperor turned into a rainbow streak; the only way to resist was to likewise turn into a rainbow streak.

Could a Li Immortal, under the Whale Emperor's obstruction, seize the already-smelting Liang Qu?

Seize Liang Qu, and before the Whale Emperor — who had already begun turning into a rainbow streak one step ahead — turn into a rainbow streak himself?

Hard! Hard! Hard!

Is seizing Liang Qu truly the only solution?

Blood fiend can serve as sinew and bone, fill a person's flesh and blood, foster vitality, and by nature pass the false off as the true.

Intent moves, blood fiend moves, therefore the flesh body moves.

In the past, dying and coming back to life, Liang Qu used this method to deceive the world. Today he likewise deceived Great Li's Taizu and the Whale Emperor; with Ge Zu's authority to package and compress, and Fei Lian's flow to transmit consciousness, it was even more effortless.

No.

It was originally the true body all along — swapping shells, where is the passing off of false as true?

To prepare the flesh body carved out by the second Withered Wood Meets Spring self-immolation, paired with a bit of Hai Fangzhu's transformation, a bit of Xiao Mawang's flesh cocoon — everything used to its fullest, not a waste.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

The Ze Ding trembled within the sea of consciousness.

The great bronze ding, square and perfectly regular, erupted with a booming resonance like a bronze bell; light and color surged forth in succession.

The Water Monkey Ze Spirit's radiance was pure white; the Ze Monkey Ze Spirit's radiance was sky-blue; the Water King Ape Ze Spirit's radiance was purple; transformed into the Water Ape Great Sage, it became orange.

At this very moment, the Water Ape Great Sage's golden-orange luster kept shifting, from outside to inside, seeping out a trace of eerie blood-red.

The sea-of-consciousness world, a stretch of golden brilliance, vast and empty; the ground seemed like a water surface, the water surface like a mirror, following the radiance as blood-red permeated and seeped through together.

This advancement was different from before.

Expending sixty points of Dominance and one hundred Favors, Liang Qu arrived in the sea of consciousness.

However, eighteen years of cultivation — he had seen it once when inviting the Buddha, and experienced it once when knocking on the Heavenly Gate; he counted as fairly experienced. Liang Qu walked within it, ripples of golden light spreading beneath his feet. He raised his wrist, pretending to check a watch: "About time ————"

"What's about time?"

"About time for you, old geezer, to come out and stretch your limbs. There's a phrase, how does it go — let me think — 'wang feng'? Oh, no, 'fang feng'! That's it. But weren't you eaten clean by me last time? How can you come out again now?"

Liang Qu looked up; shadows shrouded him.

Golden eyes, snow-white teeth, azure body, white head, iron chains crossing and binding, winding around four limbs.

Liang Qu grinned: "Heh."

Whoosh!

Fierce wind slashed his face; Liang Qu began to lose weight.

His ankle was seized by a furred large hand, hoisted upside down, meeting those golden eyes.

Bai Yuan pressed close, baring teeth: "What a stinking mouth!"

"Nonsense." Liang Qu swayed. "Eying said it's sweet; are you jealous?"

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Sinews and bones snapped inch by inch; the five viscera and six bowels turned to mush.

The viscera in the lung cavity sprayed out through the throat in one gush.

"Cough, cough, not that bad, right? Five years no see, and you're this enthusiastic right off the bat?"

Bai Yuan grabbed his leg and slammed him left and right twice; Liang Qu was left with only a layer of skin. Just as he thought of something funny, Bai Yuan stopped on his own, faced Liang Qu, and snorted from his nostrils: "Dumbass, you're about to alkyl-octazine! Qing Nu isn't cured yet and you're already smelting — what will you use to fight the Nether Whale? What will you use to fight the Yin-Yang Man? Just wait to be made into a one-pot stew!"

"Your mouth is way fouler than mine; go brush your teeth." Liang Qu was a bit weary, throwing the words back, chewing on the viscera fragments, feeling them soft and limp — probably lung slices. Hm, two pieces had some chew; should be his own liver. He swallowed them down. "I have to alkyl-octazine, isn't it because you're no good? If you had the level to smelt and turn into a rainbow streak, I'd snap once and directly advance — why would I end up like this?"

"Your mouth's way fouler than mine — go brush your teeth." Liang Qu was a bit exhausted; he spat the words back, chewed on the organ fragments, feeling them soft and limp — probably lung slices; hmm, two pieces had some chew, should be his own liver — he swallowed them down, "I need alkyl octazine, and it's not because you're useless? If you had the skill to smelt Rainbow's waters, I'd snap my fingers and advance directly; why would I end up like this?"

"Haha, hit a nerve!"

Boom! Boom!

"You didn't beat Dayu back then either; what are you posturing for?"

"You didn't beat Dayu back then either, so what are you posturing for?"

"Last time I ate you, old geezer, I thought we'd reached a consensus — share weal and woe. If I'm that Naruto, you're my Kurama; together we'd become perfect jinchuriki, defeat Otsutsuki, and hand in hand run toward a bright future."

"Last time I ate you, old geezer, I thought we'd reached a consensus — share weal and woe. If I'm that Naruto, you're my Kurama; together we'd become perfect jinchuriki, defeat Otsutsuki, and hand in hand run toward a bright future."

Boom! Boom!

"Enough already, Stable Keeper! Aren't you and I the same?" Liang Qu roared in anger.

"That's why I despise you!"

"Isn't that just hitting me, while you feel the pain?"

"I'll kill you!"

Smack!

A large hand pressed down on his head, smashing him into the ground; seeming tired from the blow, Bai Yuan casually flung him aside.

The sound of breaking wind echoed as the rag doll-like figure rolled several times on the water surface; Liang Qu panted, gasping loudly, vomiting large chunks of internal organ fragments.

Pain.

Excruciating pain.

Damn it.

Why does this damned Stable Keeper always show up at critical moments?

He still doesn't know whether the Wu Zhiqi before him is a heart-demon illusion or a true manifestation of what Great Yu imprisoned.

No answer, no one knows.

In short, just seeing each other means beating him half to death.

But talking with Him is quite interesting.

The Great Zhou Taizu, the Whale Emperor—one hides better than the other, one fights better than the other. The Whale Emperor finishes the Yin-Yang disc, the Yin-Yang disc finishes the Whale Emperor. He, a young man in his thirties, must match wits and courage with Them, battles flashing like lightning, with no time to think.

Unlike here, being beaten by Wu Zhiqi only brings physical pain.

At least he can rest a while.

He lay motionless on the ground.

His sea of consciousness grew increasingly crimson, as if stained by flowing blood.

"How did you escape?" Bai Yuan asked.

"Simple: die first, pack the consciousness, transmit it via Flying Leopard to a new body, control it with blood slaughter, when crushed, transmit back, then summon the soul, decompress again."

Turning over, his chest rising and falling, Liang Qu answered while panting, his eyes blinded by blood, seeing nothing clearly, he opened his mouth, only able to shift his shoulders, half-propping himself up, relying on sensation, facing the direction where Bai Yuan was.

"Why didn't you smash it?"

Bai Yuan glanced down: "Why don't you beg for mercy?"

"People have to grow, don't they?" Liang Qu spat two mouthfuls of blood, "You just won't grow; back when you first fought Great Yu, you should have realized something was wrong. Wait for Elder Brother Yinglong to come over, still unaware of the problem's severity.

If I were you, I'd quickly apologize to Yu Brother, offer two jin of pig's head meat and scattered white, maybe this would just pass—why has it come to this? If you had awakened, changed your ways to help control the waters, you might truly become a Great Sage playing around."

Bai Yuan snorted: "No backbone!"

"You have backbone, you wear shackles and talk to me."

The sea of consciousness surged with huge waves.

Bai Yuan flew into a rage.

Unprecedented anger.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Pain, the whole body aches.

Exhausted to the point of not wanting to move at all.

Liang Qu began moving again, like a slug, using his muscles to shift himself into a sitting position, upper body limp: "Is that enough? Can you give me your strength? Any more steps? Time's tight, mission heavy, I need to rush save the world.

Speaking of Hui like this, always unoriginal. A moment is a thought; the time we waste here, outside should remain unchanged, right?"

Bai Yuan snorted: "Your strength has never needed me to give it."

"What do you mean?"

Liang Qu strained to open his eyes, seeing two points of gold-red through the crimson blur.

"Aren't you smart? Figure it out yourself."

"Could it be like Journey to the West? You're the Great Sage Equal to Heaven, I'm the Victorious Fighting Buddha, Yu Brother wants you to reform? Cliché is cliché, sigh, doesn't matter, whatever this or that." Liang Qu lay down again, half-asleep, upper and lower eyelids fighting.

Bai Yuan didn't answer, suddenly saying: "You're not hiding here to take it easy, are you?"

"Ha, how could that be——" Liang Qu forced his spirit to deny it.

The sea of consciousness was half blood-red.

"How much longer until Qingniu?"

"I don't know, probably about a day?"

"One day, can you hold on?"

"Then it just depends on whether you old man gives strength or not."

Liang Qu grinned.

Bai Yuan also grinned.

One person and one monkey both grinned.

"Hehehe!"

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"Hahaha!"

The iron chain swayed, shaking out a sound.

The blurred vision darkened again.

Liang Qu felt his legs lifted by Bai Yuan, then immediately—violently flung out!

"Get out there and suffer!"

"You plague-ridden monkey!"

Wind howled past his ears; Liang Qu could see nothing, and following the sound's direction he raised his middle finger.

The sea of consciousness turned thoroughly crimson.

A blood wave surged up!

In the Jianghuai Dragon Palace, the last trace of crimson-gold was like a stubborn ailment, a leprous spot.

In the Dream Dynasty, the Lotus Flower Mahasattva was left pinching the last three prayer beads.

At the Central Beast Arena, Yang Dongxiong presided as officiant, proceeding to the "presentation of the offering," but inside the arena there was not a single head of livestock to slaughter; Zhang Longxiang wanted to seize two Demon Kings and butcher them on the spot, yet Fat Fish blocked him.

"Wait for the Heavenly God!"

The crowd of Demon Kings felt as if granted a great pardon.

Dong!

The Huai waters trembled.

Mud and sand flew up, and green algae at the bottom grew wildly.

The front wave surged with law, the rear wave with great penetration.

Jianghuai, Peng Ze, Jianshui, Dongtian, Blue Lake — one river and five lakes, all rose in billows.

General Yuan's heart leapt: "What situation, what movement?"

Tide sounds continued unbroken, tide waves welled up in succession.

The Marsh Cauldron reflected the sea of consciousness's radiance; the White Ape's body shone extremely bright, the Water Ape Great Sage's golden orange thoroughly twisted and transformed, becoming crimson!

The crimson Marsh Spirit reflected in the heart.

"Hiss————"

Opening his mouth to inhale, Qi surged into his lungs, tumbled round and round, permeated every blood vessel, every alveolus, paused for a long while, then sprayed out the nostrils in one go, surging into wind!

"Hoo————"

The corners of his mouth curled up, pulling back his lips; blood seeped from between his teeth, his gums crimson.

"Drip!"

Fresh blood fell from his chin, dropped into the pond, splashing a tiny blood flower that bloomed outward.

【Marsh Spirit Metamorphosis】

【No Wu Zhiqi (Crimson Blood): Huai Vortex Water God, born divine and holy, physical strength inexhaustible, able to capture Heavenly Men】

"Truly sickening to look at! Sounds awful!" Liang Qu shouted, "Change it, change it!"

Radiance twisted.

【Huai Vortex Water Lord (Crimson Blood)】

"Hahaha! Good, this one's good!"

【Cauldron Master: Liang Qu】

【Refining Marsh Spirit: Huai Vortex Water Lord (Crimson) (Fusion: 60%)】

【Consume 10 points of Dominion and ten million Water Marsh Essence to increase fusion】

【Water Marsh Essence: forty-four million nine hundred ten thousand】

【River Dominion: 20.9 (River Favor: 0)】

Torrential rain lasted ten days, gloomy and dim the four quarters.

Purple lightning flashed through the window, swift thunder raced across the sky.

Clenching five fingers into a fist, fingertips split the wind.

Liang Qu smiled, laughed loudly.

He did not transform, did not manifest his spirit, but he could feel surging power growing; the Huai Vortex Lord's bones were truly reviving, roaring!

He and the Marsh Spirit had thoroughly fused into one.

Why need to manifest spirit!

All the myriad small worlds overlapped chaotically in the East Sea, the world shrouded by the Dream Dynasty, the Great Li Founding Emperor's whereabouts indiscernible, yet Liang Qu knew the Great Li Founding Emperor would certainly come looking for him.

Time did not stand on his side.

But he had made every preparation!

【Water Marsh Essence: twenty-four million nine hundred ten thousand】

【River Dominion: 0.9 (River Favor: 0)】

【Refining Marsh Spirit: Huai Vortex Water Lord (Crimson) (Fusion: 60%↑)】

"Whoosh!"

Liang Qu leapt out of Pingyang, vaulted into the vault of heaven, shouted skyward: "Senior Mirage Dragon! It's begun!"

Amidst clouds and mist, the immortal island that once turned from substance to void slowly revealed itself, reappearing between heaven and earth once more.

All living beings in the Jianghuai Great Marsh looked up to gaze.

The frog swimming on a lotus leaf stared dumbfounded.

In just this instant, the screens of every beast arena, every Dragon Spirit Gauze began to change!

"The Huai King! It's the Huai King!"

"Liang Qu! Liang Qu has come!"

"Ashui, it's Ashui!"

Huayin Martial Hall, Yingchun Tower, Tianxia County City, Central Beast Arena — all manner of appellations emerged endlessly.

"Phew, finally good! Seeing the Huai King again."

The martial hall disciples cheered a burst, but halfway through the cheers a violent roar swept over; on the screen the swiftly rushing Liang Qu abruptly vanished, leaving only a circle of cold-condensed-into-water conical air waves.

"Where is he?"

Soon, the camera trembled, and Liang Qu's figure reappeared.

At this very moment, the Liang Qu on screen was locked in combat with a man wearing a crown and robes!

Ten thousand miles of black clouds, the rivers Huai and Jiang split apart.

He crashed into the riverbed, dragging up silt, and Blue Lake turned into a mud lake!

The two figures crossed and intertwined, inseparable, their speed so great that no one could see how they struck—only that each move split the heavens, leaving onlookers trembling with fear.

Zhang Longxiang was instantly delighted.

"Sorry, your opponent is trickier than I imagined." Liang Qu, his robes fluttering in the wind, shook off the blood, flew backward, and stared at the Fourth Immortal, then charged again, saying, "Ah Fei, the broadcast from now on is yours!"

"Boom!"

The marshland collided with the dream dynasty, and glass-like cracks burst forth in midair.

The Fourth Immortal was caught off guard, violently recoiling, and flung out a final trace of black light.

Liang Qu was struck by the black light, frozen in place, his vision filling with darkness—just before total blackness, Feilian and Jiling turned, and he leapt out along the last thread of light.

The fat fish patted his belly, waddling forward: "Hey hey hey, can you hear me? Good, now everyone must be confused, but I'll explain everything clearly in half an incense stick's time. First, this is no longer the Eastern Sea Great Hunt—it's the blazing Huaijiang River God Festival!"

But because it was held too hastily, the sacrificial offerings were being caught by the Huai King on-site. Now, what appears on screen is one of the sacrificial offerings—a tyrant from ten thousand years ago, the Great Li Founding Emperor! You didn't mishear—a tyrant from ten thousand years ago!

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"???"

Bewildered, astonished, confused.

At this moment, everyone is utterly confused, and even more so, muddled.

The Fourth Immortal was enraged, but his fist wind howled, incredible strength surging, snapping the bones in his gripping hand, jagged bone ends exposed—he horrifiedly discovered Liang Qu's power had terrifyingly increased; subduing him in a short time had nearly become impossible!

"Boom!"

The cannon fist smashed down, the Fourth Immortal's head and neck nearly severed, twisted into a long serpent, screaming forth, and dozens of layers of air waves exploded in the sky.

【Refining Marsh Spirit: Huai Vortex Water Lord (Crimson) (Fusion Degree: 60.5%↑)】

【Spanning the Great River, Shining Like the Sun】

【River Dominion: 1】

The Lotus Great Sage's heart sank to the valley's depths.

The Whale Emperor's power surged, Liang Qu ascended to the Furnace, the dream dynasty entered reality, and even with power drain, relying only on the Fourth Immortal's recent Furnace achievement, subduing him smoothly had nearly become impossible.

Wu Lingxu, Fei Taiyu, and other core elders cried out in anguish.

"Great Li Founding Emperor, we should now join forces to resist the Whale Emperor!"

"Present your position fruit, and I shall naturally transform into a rainbow to oppose the Whale Emperor!"

The Fourth Immortal's face turned ferocious and terrifying; seeing he could not easily overcome Liang Qu, he acted decisively, immediately producing a trace of golden light.

It was a spear.

A long spear.

Fubo!

An old friend of over ten years—no matter what, he would not mistake him.

Liang Qu's pupils dilated; he wanted to stop it, but it was already too late.

"Bang!"

Golden light exploded, backlash surging forth.

The derivation of the shared origin "root" nearly instantly fed back into Liang Qu himself.

Having ascended to the Furnace, ordinary bodily harm was no longer significant—only harm to the "root" mattered!

The Great Li Founding Emperor had prepared this strike for a long time; the spear was densely covered in blood-red incantations, red light blazing.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of fresh blood spewed out—Liang Qu's soaring vital energy instantly shattered, and he collapsed weakly.

The Fourth Immortal suddenly reached out, firmly gripping Liang Qu's neck; authority clashed in a tug-of-war, and flesh tore and healed repeatedly in an instant.

At the same moment.

The heavens split, a vast cloudy hand reached down—none other than the Whale Emperor from the distant Eastern Sea!

"Whale Emperor!"

The Great Li Founding Emperor's eyes nearly burst, he gritted his teeth, and the First, Second, and Third Immortals hastily retreated.

The Whale Emperor and the Great Li Founding Emperor vied for dominance, but both aimed at Liang Qu.

The Great Li Founding Emperor stood to the side, the Whale Emperor above.

A hair's breadth from disaster.

"I I I, dog foot I!" Liang Qu laughed without cease, "On what grounds do you think you'll play cards, nest dolls!? I said—now it's————my turn to play!"

The Great Li Founding Emperor only felt something pry open his palm, the Hukou splitting and bleeding, Liang Qu's neck swelling at a terrifying speed—growing thicker, larger, stronger, white hair sprouting on his skin.

Azure body, white head, golden eyes, snow-white fangs.

White mist surged, pulled into threads between his teeth!

Under the gaze of myriad eyes.

From nothing to being, from small to great.

A five-zhang-tall great ape violently appeared before everyone's eyes.

Yingchun Tower, Chen Renxing, Chen Qingjiang, Law Adi, Shunzi, Xiao Kui's family sat dazedly in their seats, the people of Yixing, martial hall disciples, all gaped stupidly with mouths wide open.

【Spanning the Great River, Shining Like the Sun】

【River Dominion: 5】!

Not finished!

Jumang ascended.

Twelfth level·third layer, leapt to thirteenth level!

"Crackle!"

The final metamorphosis.

Heavenly Origin metamorphosis, Feilian metamorphosis Yinglong!

The scepter began to grow, began to weave, Liang Qu's aura surged again, soaring, Ze Guo began to spread anew, boldly prying open the Dream Dynasty, the Heavenly Water Realm.

"Roar!!!"

The fourth immortal burst forth a conical air wave, flying beyond the Nine Heavens.

Crushed Fubo, the Great Li Taizu was dazed.

Gang wind for ten thousand miles, sweeping the world.

Bai Yuan roared to the heavens, fangs bared, white hair bristling, tugging at the air currents, leapt into flight, arms uplifted, boldly upheld the Whale Emperor's sky-covering giant palm!

"Crackle!"

The Lotus Arhat crushed the last prayer bead.

"Departing Immortal, use the water-attributed position fruit to replace the great position fruit, it can likewise perfect the Blood River!"