Chapter 309: Flood Dragon's Journey III

Cheng Feng, Wei Zhuang, and Su Qiang, three men harboring awe for the unknown and for legends, ran with all their might along the path of escape.

Cheng Feng's heart was filled with shock and bewilderment; Cheng Feng in particular recalled the black snake he had seen two years ago, and compared to this behemoth now, it was simply a world of difference.

"What kind of miraculous pill or medicine did this guy eat, or what kind of heaven-sent gift did it receive?"

Cheng Feng panted heavily, his inner doubts flooding like a deluge. "This change is just too astonishing!"

What gave Cheng Feng even more pause for thought was the legend of the "Flood Dragon's Journey."

He gazed at the mouth of Linshi Canyon in the distance, which was being gradually swallowed by the flood.

The waterways upstream and downstream of Linshi Gorge were the East-West Waterway.

And the waterway inside the canyon was the North-South Waterway.

They formed exactly the character "gong," and downstream there was indeed a river channel leading to the great river.

An indescribable sense of excitement and unease surged in his heart.

If the Flood Dragon's Journey was heading downstream, wouldn't that mean all of this was no accident?

But if there really was such a thing as a Flood Dragon's Journey, then were the local Immortals described in myth and strange tales also real?

After all, without supernatural power, who could subdue these Strange Beasts capable of shaking the heavens and the earth?

"Perhaps we truly live in a world far more mysterious and unfathomable than we imagined."

Cheng Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead, his eyes flickering with a longing and curiosity for the unknown. "This is not just the Transformation of a black snake, but a massive shock to our understanding."

Wei Zhuang appeared more pragmatic; he stared fixedly ahead, turning his head from time to time to confirm the spread of the flood. "Now is not the time to discuss these things. We must find a safe place as soon as possible and notify the villagers to evacuate. Once this flood loses control, the consequences will be unimaginable."

Although the three had a thousand doubts and ten thousand emotions in their hearts, their footsteps never faltered. The crisis before them could not be ignored; every minute and every second concerned the safety of countless lives.

At this moment in Linshi Canyon, the flood began to rage, and the figure of the black snake Strange Beast appeared and disappeared in the surging waves. The prelude to the Flood Dragon's Journey had only just begun.

The rushing river water encountered violent compression and collision at the "gong"-shaped corner of the canyon, emitting a deafening roar.

The figure of the black snake Strange Beast appeared and disappeared in the surging waves, and its every thrash seemed to be a silent contest with the power of heaven and earth.

The compression of the river at the corner caused the water level to rise sharply, forming a huge whirlpool, as if it were a trap set by nature, waiting for all the unfortunate creatures that fell into it.

The surrounding rocks and trees were tottering under the impact of the flood, and some were even directly swept into the torrent, disappearing without a trace.

Cheng Feng, Wei Zhuang, and Su Qiang stood on high ground in the distance, witnessing all of this, their hearts filled with shock and helplessness. Relying on their own strength alone, it was impossible to stop the spread of this disaster.

"We must speed up!" Wei Zhuang's voice was firm and powerful. "The flood will reach here soon, and I'm afraid we won't be able to run then."

For the three Bone Refining Martial Artists, although they possessed extraordinary martial arts and speed, they felt the insignificance of human power when facing such a massive natural disaster.

How fast was the foot speed of the three Bone Refining Martial Artists?

Their steady speed was comparable to a car at eighty miles per hour.

When they returned to Stone Village, the scene before them left the three with mixed feelings. The geographical location of Stone Village was indeed as suitable as they had thought.

The towering terrain made it impossible for the monstrous flood to flow upstream, forcing it to helplessly bypass the village and continue to rage downstream.

The villages downstream, those innocent commoners, were now about to face an unprecedented disaster; thinking of this, Cheng Feng's heart could not help but sink.

He stood on the high ground at the entrance of the village, looking toward the direction of Linshi Canyon; that was the source of the raging flood and the starting point of this disaster. Cheng Feng's gaze held both awe for nature and worry for the fate of the downstream villages.

Such a disaster was something ordinary people could not resist; only by fleeing could one find the only way to survive.

Recalling the geographical location of Qingxi County, Cheng Feng could not help but feel relieved. It was still a long way from Qingxi County, and there were many mountains and trees along the way; from a geographical perspective, Qingxi County should also be able to rely on its tall city walls to withstand this wave of flooding.

After changing into dry clothes, Cheng Feng felt much warmer, and his mood calmed down a little. He knew that although they were safe for the time being, this disaster was far from over.

As for Cheng Feng going to the front lines for rescue, that was completely unnecessary; Cheng Feng only wanted to wait for this wave of flooding to pass before going home to see his wife, children, and elders.

In the turbulent times at the end of the dynasty, droughts, floods, and man-made disasters followed one after another, each enough to plunge the people into deep suffering and even lead to large-scale deaths.

The Imperial Court's inability to act often made the common people feel desperate, which could eventually trigger large-scale resistance.

These were all based on the dynastic history books that an ordinary person from his past life would know, but in this world, the situation seemed even more complex and unpredictable.

When an extraordinary natural phenomenon like the Flood Dragon's Journey appeared, Cheng Feng could not help but feel deep doubt and conflict. He realized that the rules of this world might have already exceeded his previous understanding.

Against this background, Cheng Feng began to think about the whereabouts of those who could fight against the Flood Dragon's Journey. In his imagination, these people should be experts possessing extraordinary martial arts or mysterious powers, and they should be able to step forward to protect the people from the disaster.

Reality, however, did not seem to be so. The Flood Dragon's Journey was raging, yet those legendary experts were slow to appear, which could not help but make Cheng Feng feel confused and uneasy.

But at the same time, Cheng Feng also realized that this might be an excellent opportunity to peek into the truth of the upper echelons of this world. The arrival of the great flood would expose many secrets and truths that were usually difficult to detect.

Those people who were high and mighty, were they really as incompetent or indifferent as the people imagined?

Were they also working hard to fight against this disaster?

Or, did they have more far-reaching plans and intentions?

Cheng Feng's heart was filled with complex emotions. He was pained by the suffering of the people, yet also uneasy about the unknown figures who might soon arrive.

That black snake was very likely the reason he would come into contact with high-level secrets.

That was a Flood Dragon!

Even the flesh and blood of ordinary Strange Beasts provided benefits to Martial Artists.

What kind of attraction would a Flood Dragon, which was a treasure from head to toe, have for those unknown big shots?

Cheng Feng did not know, but he knew that for this matter of the Flood Dragon's Journey, people he usually could not come into contact with would definitely appear.

The Righteous Path would save the common people.

The Demonic Path would draw blood and devour souls.

Plus that big black snake, Cheng Feng did not believe no one would be tempted.