Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1166 Peach Blossoms (Seeking monthly votes, two chapters combined)

"Thunder and wind, wind and rain, time to go home and collect the laundry."

Xu Zishuai carried a basket of iron ingots, weighed them, turned around, and walked against the flow of people, like a reef in flowing water, with dark clouds gathering and dispersing, lightning flashing, and gloomy skies.

Behind them, countless students and soldiers stared blankly upwards, like moths drawn to a flame, unable to suppress their fear, yet they moved forward with stiff steps.

The young apprentice's pupils trembled, his legs quivered, and he stared intently at the two competing lights in the sky. He glanced back and asked, "Master Xu! Where are you going?"

"To smelt iron," Xu Zishuai said, lifting a corner of the curtain and turning his head.

"But, but..."

The young apprentice glanced into the tent, where a fierce red light shone through. Lu Gang, shirtless, was wielding a hammer, his muscles bulging, sweat mixed with oil dripping down his face, completely focused.

it's wired.

Both of them are so strange.

The young apprentice pointed at the clouds and the sky, rambling incoherently.

"Oh, a battle of martial saints, huh?" Xu Zishuai placed an iron ingot beside a tent pillar. "What's so interesting about that? If you lose, do you think you can escape?"

"No."

"If we win, will you be the one to go?"

"Need not."

"We can't not use it. What are you standing there for? Come and help. Go and operate that bellows. Be quick about it."

The young apprentice entered the tent in a daze. Xu Zishuai turned to the side and let go. The curtain fell, and in the gradually narrowing triangle, Qinzhou Linjiang rose from the ground and soared straight into the sky.

The soldiers in the camp fled in panic.

"Add more firewood," Lu Gang called out.

"coming!"

boom.

Sparks flew all around.

His eyes were bright and clear, like torches and flames.

Birds do not fly, the great river is formless, and heaven and earth are silent.

Between the bluish-black and the bright red, a burst of red light erupted!
New mountains rise abruptly from the ground, forcefully and brutally squeezing between the two mountains.

The capital, the royal court, the capital city, the dragon palace... the mountains were in an uproar.

In the vast sky, Pan Dong's pupils trembled slightly as they met the golden eyes. His dark pupils expanded to their limit as he gazed upon the thousand-mile-long Linjiang River, not looking down, but looking up.

Linjiang, the largest river in Qinzhou, is a branch of the Lucang River to the north. It is over 3,650 li long and flows from northwest to southeast. Now it has stopped flowing for a thousand li, flowing from the heavens to the underworld.

Once the turbid Shahe River clears, tens of thousands of tons of silt are shaken off and piled up into mountains.

Then, amidst the rain of blood, a crimson hue spread.

Blood flowed violently.

The water's surface shifted three times, its fierceness overwhelming. The shimmering light flowed straight down, and the scarlet river water soaked into the white ape's shoulders, spreading out fine hairs and turning the white fur into layers of blood-red bristles, as if bathed in fresh blood.

Pan Dong opened his mouth.

The two sides of the strait shook their cheeks.

The chieftain of southern Xinjiang was furious.

"what!!!"

His canine teeth protruded, and saliva flew out.

The white ape roared skyward, its veins bulging and twisting, its skin cracked and bleeding, its muscles ruptured, as it swung down into the river with a straight water staff, unleashing a long, sweeping arc.

Wow.

Afterimages floated, above and below, two rivers flowed.

Everything and everything around us has become a simple black and white line drawing. Clouds, rain, and thunder are all represented as abstract lines, devoid of color, empty and distorted.

As the stick slashed across, a vacuum suddenly appeared, disrupting the lines of everything, causing them to break, tremble, and disintegrate, while the vanished colors reappeared in the field of vision.

The sky was split in two.

It fell back onto the riverbed.

The blade of the Fubo gun split into three pieces, and fragments flew everywhere.

A severed hand and half a severed leg, a bloody mess, flew into the sky, then fell freely into the riverbed amidst the ashes.

The trembling pupils stopped shaking.

Pan Dong, his sleeves empty, turned and fled.

Meng Yi knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face in the rain.

"King Chong!!!"

boom!
The blue light suppressed the black light.

Pan Tong's eyes were bloodshot and he turned around, spitting out a mouthful of blood. He then unleashed a wisp of black light that pierced through Chong Wang's abdomen and exploded, breaking free from his restraints.

The black light shot up again.

The blue light lingered.

The skeletons, the rising Jin, the centipede, and the South Sea rushed forward, their hearts filled with unparalleled shock. The Southern Frontier Martial Saint urgently traversed the area, and the Great Shun Martial Saint followed closely behind, using his supernatural powers to achieve rapid speed and complete the exchange before the South Sea and the centipede.

The dragon enters the water to observe the scenery of Lucangjiang River.

Upon hearing the news, the Martial Saint of Beiting headed south.

In the vast marshes of the Yangtze and Huai rivers, the dragon, near the estuary, wandered around observing, hesitant to enter. Turtles, frogs, and fish, too afraid to venture southwards and expose themselves before the whirlpool, dared not make a move.

The mountains rush towards this place!
As the mountains converged and squeezed together, the white ape seized the opportunity, leaped up, grasped with all ten fingers, then lifted the riverbank above its head, spreading its arms to form a fist.

Two breaths.

"die!!!"

The water dragon pillar faces downwards, fixing the cave in place.

The white ape, with its powerful tail, surged forward, sweeping across the river for thousands of miles, and causing the great shaman to collapse.

"Ah!" Pan Dong was plunged into the ground by the long river, and howled in pain, his cries echoing throughout the heavens and earth.

The club broke off section by section, and waves of blood surged into the sky.

The soldiers in southern Xinjiang were rolling on the ground, their ears ringing and blood flowing.

Within the water column, tens of thousands of vortex blades spun, and tens of thousands of water dragons flew in, corroding, cutting, and gnawing at the flesh and blood of the Pandong. The Qi Sea connected heaven and earth, and under the endless scouring, the Great Shaman's skin and muscles disintegrated and melted away like snow being poured on boiling water.

The earth trembled, the wind and clouds reversed, and the vacuum pulled the scattered dark clouds back in, bringing a torrential downpour.

Meng Yi stared blankly, then sank into the mud and banged his head on the ground.

Nothing can be done, nothing can be accomplished.

boom!
The long river, stretching for a thousand miles, has been cut short.

Pan Dong was not dead. His skin had completely melted away, and his muscle bundles were stuck to his bones. He looked like a blood-soaked corpse. He swung his arm to clear away the rubble, rushed out of Linjiang, and fled to the heart of southern Xinjiang.

The blue and red light surged again, transforming into two shooting stars, one to the left and one to the right, thundering out of the mountain, surrounding the cave, and striking it to the ground.

A human figure pierced through three mountains, and rocks fell from the cliff face.

Pan Dong fell to the ground.

"Roar!!!"

The Blood Ape, with its golden eyes that seemed to melt into gold, stood in the void and descended from the sky. It pounded its fists and roared wildly, violently swinging its arms. Blood splattered continuously from the ape's body. The Demon King, in cooperation with the Chong King, repeatedly slammed the emerging Pan Dong into the ground and into the sky.

Minced meat and bones flew everywhere, piercing through tree trunks.

The grass and trees were drenched in blood, burned and withered, while monstrous beasts roared and grew.

The aftershocks turned the earth upside down and then filled it back up, destroying trees.

Click.

Pan Dong's bones could no longer support him, his skull cracked, and blood spurted out.

He pointed at the Blood Ape, his eyes filled with hatred and malice, only to have his finger bones broken by the Blood Ape's clasped fists. Spurs of bone protruded from his forearm, leaving two pieces of flesh hanging from it.

The two peaks, Qinghong and Erguanghe Nianpandong, resemble two ferocious vultures extending their sharp claws to devour succulent flesh and blood in mid-air, tearing apart the skeleton, with bits of meat and blood scattering down onto the Linjiang River.

The banks of the river were reduced to scorched earth, the riverbanks were eroded hundreds of feet deep, and layers of mud and sand were broken.

Three breaths.

"stop!"

A rainbow-colored meteor shot towards them, followed by a loud shout, then abruptly stopped a hundred miles away. The centipede watched helplessly as the blue-red light filled half the sky, completely crushing the black light in the gap.

boom!
His brains splattered, and his two eyeballs bounced out of his head and landed on the ground.

Pan Dong, with only half a head remaining, stretched out his arms, bone fragments piercing the ground, blood gushing out and transforming into blood spider worms, attempting to lift him out of the cave. A large, five-toed foot violently stomped down, completely crushing the head, causing rocks to crumble and fly everywhere.

The centipede, charging forward, suddenly trembled, its chest heaving violently. It dared not advance. It saw the soaring murderous aura and the slowly fading energy it sensed. Its pupils dilated. "Whoosh..."

Heavy rains washed away the underground river, causing it to overflow from the cracks in the rock strata.

The pits and holes were filled in, turning into a large lake with ripples.

The mountain collapsed...

Centipede trembled with fear, took three steps back, and stared blankly at the Blood Ape, the Chong King, and the South Sea King in the distance. A strong sense of absurdity welled up in his heart.

How can it be?

Pan Dong, the Pan Dong he knew, the great shaman, just like that, he died?

fast.

Too fast.

A strangely appearing "stone in the river", a martial saint who grows up in an instant, a white ape that comes back from the dead?
On the Great Wall of Beiting, the Wolf Lord gazed into the distance, his index finger trembling.

He didn't know who the stone in the river that suddenly appeared was; the whole thing was too bizarre.

Hunting Tiger enters the Zhenxiang realm for seclusion, which can last anywhere from half a month to a month. The Martial Saint's cultivation period is only longer than that of the Zhenxiang realm. Even if the Martial Saint opens the Heavenly Gate, there will still be a world of difference between them within at least half a month. It will be possible to have a contest after a month.

However, it transforms into a "river reef" only for the moment the Heavenly Gate is opened, so even if someone breaks through in battle, it is impossible for them to join forces with another Martial Saint!

Especially the suddenly appearing dragon, it was not just a beginner, but at least a fifth or sixth level, which would have made it possible for it to cooperate with the Chong King and quickly take down the Pan Dong Great Shaman of the Southern Frontier.

Did Da Shun hide the "stone in the river"?
When did they acquire such terrifying means to intimidate the world?
If this is true, it is an extremely bad thing for both the Northern Court and the Southern Frontier. They must send envoys as soon as possible to establish an alliance.

Also.

"How can a dragon move?"

Sensing the dragon moving from the center of the Jianghuai region to the estuary, the Wolf Lord felt even more bewildered. There are countless dragons in the world, and the dragon is an anomaly among them.

Is it possible...

The rain was pouring down, and the sky and earth were a deep blue.

King Chong clutched his lower abdomen, his chest heaving violently. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his whole body dazed and confused, constantly swallowing saliva, with a rib protruding from his chest cavity.

The Blood Ape gasped for breath, its crimson fur turning white again as the rain washed it away. It stood with its feet on the corpse of Pandong, and pointed its index finger at Centipede.

His canine teeth were bared, and his gums were scarlet.

"Hahaha!"

King Chong coughed twice, but couldn't help laughing.

A branch of lightning flashed and disappeared in the clouds, followed by a deafening explosion that illuminated the shadows of people on the ground.

In the white light, the figures of Centipede and South Sea stopped. They arrived one after another, but neither dared to make a move. Afterwards, Skeleton and Xingjin moved even further away, becoming a small black dot.

Above the river, one figure after another appeared, bathed in the heavy rain, standing in mid-air, gazing down.

Prince An, Prince Jingjiang, Prince Chi...

The Lamp of the Heart, the Ten Directions, the Mysterious Female...

They are all dragons!

The energy of heaven and earth grew increasingly dense, and invisible ripples twisted and distorted the textures. One after another, high mountains squeezed into this small world, facing each other, and became two transverse mountain ranges.

Xu Haitao, Meng Yi, and Ji Yanyu tilted their heads back until their necks ached.

What seemed like an ordinary day turned out to be quite different from what it is today.

“It’s insignificant…” Xu Haitao muttered to himself, finally understanding why Liang Qu said it was insignificant. Compared to this matter, what was the surrender of a Zhenxiang from Nanjiang? Just a few sesame seeds on a sesame seed cake.

Whirlpools and foam.

The number of martial saints and great shamans gathered was increasing.

Facing those golden eyes and snow-white teeth, I felt more cautious than frightened.

The white ape didn't die?

Resurrection from the dead, elimination of the "stone in the river"... how could two earth-shattering acts converge on one demon, or... are they actually one and the same thing?

Which side is the dragon on? Was its mid-year devouring of the white ape intentional or accidental?
"laugh."

The white ape exhaled through its nostrils, dispersing the rainwater into mist.

Exhaustion welled up in his heart, but was offset by the withered tree blossoming in spring. The white ape raised its head, green light rippled, and the vitality and energy in its body became more and more vigorous. With the help of the silkworm cocoon, the Qi Sea, which was more than 12,000 times larger, not only fully recovered, but also continued to expand outward!

Pan Dong died, and the battle situation mysteriously came to a standstill.

With the situation unclear, no one dared to act rashly, even though the great shaman of the Southern Frontier noticed that the white ape was not in a good condition.

Since the Great Shun Dynasty's Jin Hai, no dragon has fallen in the struggle for power for decades. Today, the death of the Great Shaman of the Southern Frontier has caused everyone to feel a sense of shared sorrow.

Rumble!
The white ape looked up and was startled to discover another aura slowly approaching from afar. Looking at it from a distance, through the mountain mist, its two pupils were dark yellow, quite different from the white ape's molten gold and the dragon's sun gold. Its body was extremely robust, even stronger than the dragon's, and its body was covered in earth-colored scales. Rather than a water god, it clearly looked more like a mountain god!

The False Dragon of Southern Xinjiang!

Their visions intersected and then separated. The white ape with golden eyes surveyed the nine heavens, including the great shaman of the Southern Frontier, the Martial Saint of the Great Shun Dynasty, and even those from the distant Northern Court and the various maritime kingdoms. Truly, a gathering of wise men had arrived.

However, this tacit peace was soon broken by Yi Long.

Everyone turned their gaze northward, then looked down at the white ape in the center.

"call!"

The white ape held its breath.

Moved.

At the mouth of the Yangtze and Huai Rivers, a dragon leaps to the East China Sea and flashes southward at an extremely fast speed!
If others are straight lines, then the dragon is a dotted line made of black dots. In almost an instant, the dragon has covered a third of the distance, from the Yangtze River to the Southern Frontier, faster than the centipede that was originally in the Southern Frontier.

Southern Xinjiang and Da Shun are on high alert.

Enemy or friend? Good or bad? Stable or chaotic?

I've come here to test the waters, hoping to glean something suspicious about the white ape from the dragon's actions!

"So patient."

The white ape retracted its canine teeth, clenched its jaws, looked first to the north, then to the south, as if becoming the center of attention for all the martial saints and great shamans. Under everyone's gaze, it grabbed Pan Dong's corpse and jumped into the Linjiang River.

The centipede roared, "Seal off the heavens and the earth, stop it!"

A ripple flashed across the heavens and earth. Even without the heavens and earth sealing off the area, so many martial saints gathered in a small space. The spread and influence of their respective "original" powers alone were enough to prevent Liang Qu from passing through. It ran eastward, rushing along the river, transforming into countless tiny hands that lifted the white ape.

"It's going to go to sea!"

"Break the river!"

"Mountain God!"

Supernatural powers soared, and fierce winds swept across the land.

The great shaman and the martial saint clashed together. The mountains and rivers that were natural barriers to ordinary people were like mud in the hands of a child in the hands of the martial saint. The white ape was forced to break out of the broken river channel halfway through its journey and continued eastward by stepping on the void.

Just as everyone was preparing to continue blocking the dragon, when it was halfway there, four demon kings from three places—Jianghuai Marsh, East China Sea, and Pengze—moved together and flew horizontally at an extremely fast speed. They even followed the same trajectory and converged on the East China Sea one after another, heading straight south!

"What!?"

Southern Xinjiang, Da Shun, and Northern Ting were all alarmed.

The dragon is the white ape, but who are the other demon kings? And who are they here to help?

The dragon paused briefly, then continued south!
With so little information, Centipede still managed to glean something from the dragon's pause: "Continue!"

"You dare!"

A fierce wind howled, and dark clouds filled the sky.

Mountains collide.

With the help and obstruction of the Great Shun Martial Saint, the white ape broke through the southern border blockade.

At this time, the dragon had reached the South China Sea, less than 20,000 li away.

"Fatty!"

The fat catfish poked its head out, swallowed the skeleton of Pandong, and retreated back into the [Whirlpool Palace].

The dragon approached from 8,000 li away.

Liangqu can almost see its golden eyes.

[Travel a thousand miles on water!]
Wow!
The water flowed into the empty space, trapping the air.

The dragon smashed through the silver bubbles and continued its pursuit.

But to everyone's surprise, the white ape did not head towards Da Shun, nor towards the ocean; instead, it changed direction and headed straight for the southern border.

"Frog King!!!"

Inside the vortex palace.

The old toad forcefully pulled on the fat catfish's whiskers.

"Left!"

(End of this chapter)