Chapter 135: Resting Soil Dam

Yi Qi Chi felt that he was doomed.

Or rather, not just him, but their whole tribe was doomed.

He stared at the raging flood before him, the murky waves like millions of angry beasts, crazily tearing every inch of the tribe's land.

The once solid dam had long been washed to pieces, the stout logs rolling in the flood like fragile reeds.

Boom—!

Another massive wave crashed in, sweeping away the three outer huts of the tribe.

Yi Qi Chi watched helplessly as the tribe's hard‑saved grain and animal hides flashed in the spray and were instantly swallowed.

At this moment he deeply regretted not moving the tribe, like the Ban Tribe, to the hillside, but staying at the foot of the mountain, trusting the annually reinforced dam could hold back the flood.

If they could survive this time...........

"Big brother! I have no strength left!"

The call came from beside him, instantly breaking Yi Qi Chi's prayerful thoughts.

His younger brother Yi Qi Chang's cry for help sounded so feeble amid the thunder.

He clutched a broken log tightly, his whole body already swept to the tribe's edge.

The flood slammed against his pale face, each impact making him cough violently, the blue veins on his arms bulging, clearly at his limit.

"Damn........." Yi Qi Chi cursed inwardly, gritted his teeth, then ripped off the cumbersome animal‑skin coat, revealing his muscular torso.

On his left and right arms were a snake‑shaped tattoo and a dragon‑shaped tattoo, respectively.

He had not earned the spirit‑witch companion's approval, but his master left him these two back‑ups, allowing him to use some body‑enhancing Witchcraft.

Stepping on a branch, Yi Qi Chi began to cast Witchcraft.

Like yesterday, his body suddenly swelled.

"Ancestor, bless us......"

Yi Qi Chi whispered the prayer, then leapt into the raging torrent.

The icy current instantly engulfed him.

He paddled desperately, yet felt himself spinning in place; the boundless strength he once possessed seemed to vanish in the current, and even with all his effort he could not move more than a step forward!

Suddenly.

A broken log slammed into his waist, the sharp pain nearly causing him to faint.

"Uhh........."

Yi Qi Chi gritted his teeth against the pain, grabbed the broken log, and used it as a foothold to move toward Yi Qi Chang.

"Ah Chang! Grab my hand!"

When he finally reached his brother, Yi Qi Chi stretched out his arm and shouted, but at the instant their fingertips were about to meet,

Wah—!

A towering wave, a hundred feet high, crashed down like a giant's palm slapping Yi Qi Chi's back!

He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, and darkness instantly filled his vision.

His body, uncontrollable, was drawn into a vortex, and only the flood's deep roar remained in his ears.

"Chang...... big brother was useless......"

As his consciousness grew hazy, Yi Qi Chi felt his body sinking.

Perhaps this is heaven's punishment for their deceit?

Icy river water flooded his mouth and nose, death's shadow cloaking his mind.

At this hair‑raising moment—

Boom!

A massive hand broke the surface, grasping his nape with the precision of a sea dragon surfacing.

Yi Qi Chi felt the world spin as he was violently pulled out of the water.

"Cough cough cough......." he coughed violently, and through his blurred sight he saw a towering figure over three meters tall.

That person held him with one hand and the unconscious Yi Qi Chang with the other, walking on the raging flood as if on flat ground!

Step! Step! Step!

The giant rose and fell on the wave crests several times, each time landing precisely on the floating broken logs.

In the blink of an eye, they reached a high slope.

"Master, the person has been rescued."

Yi Qi Chi lay on the ground, barely raising his head to glance.

The master in the giant's mouth........... seemed to be someone beside Si Linghua?

He didn't think further, because his head hit the ground heavily and he fell straight into a coma.

"Hmm, Wu Feng, you did well."

Yu Lin nodded, handed him a Refining Body Pill, and said, "Continue."

"Yes! Thank you, Master, for the gift!" Wu Feng didn't know what the Refining Body Pill did, but he knew that anything given by Yu Lin must be good, so he accepted it without hesitation.

He turned, leapt, and began rescuing people again in the raging flood.

Meanwhile, the witch spirit waiting nearby watched greedily.

The two of them had just arrived.

The witch spirit came to Yu Lin's side and asked, "Master, what should I do?"

"You?" Yu Lin's gaze fell on Da Yu and a few others not far away, heading toward the dam, and he instructed:

"You, go with Wen Ming to the dam."

The witch spirit immediately nodded, "Yes."

She immediately began to wield Witchcraft, and with a flick of both arms, the red dragon coiled on her arms suddenly rose into the air.

The red dragon lengthened with the wind, and in an instant turned into a massive ten‑zhang‑long creature, its Scale shimmering blood‑red in the rain.

Roar—!

The red dragon raised its head and let out a long howl, its sound shaking the four corners.

The witch spirit leapt lightly onto the dragon's back, and the red dragon immediately galloped toward the direction where Da Yu stood.

It flew until it reached the sky above Da Yu and his companions.

"Si Wen Ming!" the witch spirit shouted from the dragon's back:

"Master, let me take you to the dam!"

Da Yu looked up and saw a gigantic dragon claw reaching toward him.

He did not hesitate, seized the claw, and rose into the air.

The gale whistled in his ears, and in an instant they were above the breached dam.

From the height, the dam's damage was shocking to behold.

The once solid structure now lay in ruins, and the raging flood surged out of a gap dozens of zhang wide.

Da Yu carefully climbed onto the red dragon's head, steadying himself with one hand on a horn.

He wiped the rain from his face, inhaled deeply, opened the earthen jar, and grabbed a handful of black Self‑Expanding Soil.

"Go!"

The Self‑Expanding Soil was scattered into the water, initially just a few black spots.

But in an instant those spots began to grow wildly, spreading through the water like living things.

The turbid flood was forcefully pushed aside, the black soil piling and solidifying at a visible speed!

Soon, a brand‑new dam burst forth from the water!

It was taller and thicker than the original dam; the raging flood struck it, yet not a single splash rose.

In an instant it completely sealed the breach.

The flood was abruptly cut off, and the water level began to fall at a visible rate.

Da Yu watched the scene below, murmuring, "Block."

"Blocking is correct, blocking can control water, but… why did my father fail?"

He could not understand.

But he knew that the handful of Self‑Expanding Soil could not grow endlessly.

Because in his view, the Self‑Expanding Soil dam stopped moving once it rose more than a dozen zhang above the water surface.

Perhaps his father's failure was due to insufficient Self‑Expanding Soil?

Couldn't block the flood?

Da Yu speculated, until the red dragon let out another low growl, and the witch spirit's shout rang in his ear:

"Si Wen Ming! Crouch!"