Becoming a God from a Water Monkey

Chapter 1173 The Rainbow Appears (Part 2)

Click, click...

The sea of ​​clouds churned, blood gushed forth, and the sounds of chewing echoed everywhere, making one's teeth ache.

On the majestic jade gate, bits of flesh clung to it, and fresh blood stained the beast's head, transforming it into a dark red gate of flesh and blood.

Repeatedly landing and suffering repeated injuries, Liangqu coughed up blood.

His entire body was violently smashed and flung by the white ape, turning into minced meat and scattering out like stewed, tender, boneless meat. With a gentle shake, only a bare skeleton remained. An ordinary person reduced to this state would have long been unable to move.

But Liang Qu had already died once, having had his bones and flesh removed.

Even in the underworld, he will still be Elder Fish and the Sect Master of the River God Sect!

The underworld and the world of the living, what's the difference?
If someone dies and wants to be reincarnated into a better life, they have to come to him to pull some strings!

Clinging tightly to the white ape, tearing, swallowing, and eating, Liang Qu resembled a ravenous leopard on a barren grassland, his pupils shrinking to a golden-red dot, his bulging muscles bulging, all his movements and emotions reduced to the most instinctive will to survive.

Their bodies clashed with the dragon, while their spirits struggled to survive against the white ape.

Both are nearing their limits, like oil running out and a lamp going out of gas.

Only flesh and blood can forge it.

Bite after bite, bite after bite, again and again...

The skull collided and bit, tearing off pieces of white ape flesh that fell from the jawbone cavity, brushing against the spine, colliding with the ribs, and falling onto the hip bone without hindrance. The flesh wriggled and gradually attached itself to the white bone.

boom.

The bones were thrown to the ground again.

The flesh and blood that had just been attached and grown were shaken apart.

If you can't bite the head, bite the hand; if you can't bite the hand, tear the shoulder.

Despite the bones being gnawed at, the white ape refused to let go, repeatedly lifting Liang Qu's leg bone, shaking the iron chains on its body, and smashing it against the jade gate, causing the heavens and earth to tremble and jade fragments to fall in a flurry.

Swish, swish...

The white ape in shackles became like a skeleton without shackles.

The unshackled skeletons resembled shackled white apes.

Fresh blood gushed from the wound, pooling into a stream.

The sea of ​​clouds was dark red, undulating and meandering.

"Wow..."

The crimson waves surged and collided, covered with a layer of soft white foam, the vegetation rooted in the soil was swept away, and the blood washed over the red soil, all merging into the Lucang River.

The wound on the mountain dragon's neck was so deep that the bone was visible. The rain washed away the accumulated blood, revealing its stark white spine.

The dragon headed south and merged into the Lucang River.

The sky and earth were a deep blue, and a torrential downpour was underway.

The leaden-gray clouds lingered, and the surging water level overflowed the mountains, seeping in all directions, flooding both banks, knocking down trees, and creating a massive flood unseen for centuries.

Red soil, stones, trees, yellow, black, and purple fallen leaves all flow into the rivers.

All eyes are once again on this world.

The chieftain of southern Xinjiang kowtowed and begged his ancestors.

"What will it turn out to be?"

Meng Yi grabbed his hair and screamed in pain.

Nobody expected, nobody could have imagined, that this war would turn out like this.

The white ape, who only appeared twice, defeated the dragon that had been entrenched in the Dragon Palace for decades!
No one could understand the trend. It seemed that the three forces of Southern Xinjiang, Northern Court, and Da Shun were fighting each other, but in reality, the real protagonist was Jiang Huai. Everyone was forced to move forward, and the one that suffered the most damage was undoubtedly Southern Xinjiang.

With the fall of Pantong and the loss of Lingnan, the dragon and the white ape chased and fled, leaving the inner mountain stronghold in utter chaos.

If the dragon succeeds again, it will sail the waters, seize control of the Lu Cang River, and transform into the Dragon King...

Of the three rivers in the world, only the Yangtze and Huai rivers produce a furnace, and the dragon king of the world.

However, the two dragon kings of the E River and the Huangsha River are also top-tier dragons, dominating the middle of the river and fighting on their home turf. They cannot be defeated without the combined efforts of several dragons, and can be considered an insurmountable barrier.

The expansion of the Southern Frontier along the Lucang River, guiding tributaries into the main channel, has been planned for decades. It is precisely for this purpose that a natural barrier has been erected between the Southern Frontier and the Great Shun, eliminating any worries about the rear. With the help of the mayfly blood-gathering and blood-hiding Gu, the expansion of territory is bound to be significant.

If the dragon takes over and usurps the nest, all the good things will vanish.

The crucial white ape failed to keep up.

A shooting star trembled across the sky, tearing the heavens apart.

In Jiuzhaigou, even the great shaman who was originally unwilling to make a move had no choice but to descend to the front line. Da Shun was unable to increase his bets, while Bei Ting was keeping a close watch and constantly placing bets, but they also did not have enough manpower.

"Dragon!"

Thirty percent is lost.

A roar erupted from the sky.

A streak of dark light rushed towards them, but the dragon ignored it, slashing its tail to shatter the light, withstanding the great shaman's attack, and continuing its journey upstream, leaving the great shaman behind in the blink of an eye.

The shamans stationed in southern Xinjiang were located in the hinterland and were not concentrated on the front lines, making it difficult for them to arrive first after being sent later.

One or two individuals, and not even at their peak, could not slow down the dragon's pace at all. In fact, if they were not traveling through water and thus unable to move freely, they would not even be able to touch each other.

"Jiaolong, are you truly so resolute? My Southern Frontier will never compromise with you!"

"Dragon! Dragon! Retreat immediately! My Southern Frontier is willing to act as a mediator, allowing you to negotiate with the White Ape and reach a compromise for peace!"

Woo~
"Quickly, go back!"

The bugle sounded, echoing through the forests and fields.

Having crossed the Linjiang River and been pursuing the remnants of the southern Xinjiang forces, Xu Haitao urgently ordered a return to defend the border.

"General, this is a golden opportunity, why are you sounding the retreat?"

"Foolish! Didn't you see the shooting star in the sky? The Southern Frontier has been completely shaken; when the nest is overturned, no egg remains unbroken. Even if the Great Shaman of Jiuzhai no longer wishes to get involved, he must personally go to the front lines to face the dragon. Otherwise, the situation will surely change drastically."

If Wu Shengteng doesn't come to our aid, any one of those many powerful shamans could easily give us a run for our money. Quick, retreat! Retreat! Don't pursue a desperate enemy! Don't pursue a desperate enemy!

Qingwen Valley's Li Xianghan hugged the mouse and curled up in the darkness.

Yang Xu of Heyuan Prefecture bordered Shouhu and fought fiercely.

The Imperial Observatory was no longer filled with gambling and shouting; only scribes remained, diligently writing around the astronomical instruments, their pages worn smooth, recording the trends of the world and inscribing them in history for posterity to see.

Wangyue Tower, Wangting, Dudong...

Everyone watched silently as the dragon leaped to the source of the Lucang River and headed east to the sea.

Until a point in the East China Sea, suddenly shimmering.

At this point, the dragon had mostly escaped the water and had shaken off the three great shamans.

Above the stream, the chieftain of the southern border stopped kowtowing, his forehead sticky with grass.

The hand that had removed the straw hat hovered in mid-air.

歘.

White vapor appeared, parting the water flow. The white ape, which had been weaving through the eddy, broke free of the waterway and leaped and flashed continuously, heading straight south at an even faster speed, in pursuit of the dragon!

"Little Water?" Umibozu exclaimed in surprise, "Are you alright?"

"Almost there, leave it to me."

Umibozu retracted its arms and legs, completely shrinking into the white ape's body.

She was the demon who most truly felt the white ape's expanding aura, as if something that had been taken away from her when she slashed at the dragon had returned, and was even stronger!
Umibozu is not good at fighting. When facing dragons and iron-headed fish, he feels cold sweat. He can shrink into his body to heal and repair his wounds, which gives him a great sense of ease and security.

Golden eyes blazing.

A skeleton wearing shackles sat cross-legged on the ground, while a white ape without shackles roared to the sky.

The immortal island trembled, and the sea of ​​qi expanded. The two broke through the jade gate, stepped out of the dantian, and extended a corner of the inner body, connecting with the world and transforming into a boundless sea.

In an instant.

Liang Qu realized that his Qi Sea had no size or scale, and could be wielded infinitely. Every move he made was filled with the power of heaven and earth.

This wasn't the first time he'd experienced this. When the Great Sage of the Water Ape turned thirty, Liang Qu's transformation had this same grand feeling. Right now, it was merely his true self and his incarnation, perfectly integrated.

[Refine Ze Ling: Water Ape Great Sage (Orange) (Fusion Rate: 99%)]

"call!"

A powerful gust of turbid air surged forth, parting the sea and revealing a ten-mile stretch of seabed.

The white ape suddenly pushed off the ground, plunged into the water, and charged straight at the dragon!
Its golden eyes blazed like two scorching suns, and the Bing Fire Sun appeared in the world. The dragon glanced at the dark clouds in the sky and ignored the white ape's pursuit southward, continuing its journey on the water.

The last 30,000 li.

The floodwaters surged, and the riverbed cracked.

The Lucang River continues to expand, its surging waters violently eroding the mountains and altering its course. This is not merely a matter of deepening or widening, but rather a more fundamental act of expansion.

In the vast southern border region, millions of people felt the tremors beneath their feet and were forced to move southward!
The world seemed to be transformed into a jigsaw puzzle, and the gods reached out and pulled apart the pieces on both sides, just to expand the Lu Cang River.

As the South China Sea overflowed, countless people knelt in prayer.

After swimming halfway across the Lu Cang River, wisps of the power of heaven and earth emerged, coiling around the dragon's body, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, forming a white cocoon that made it even more unstoppable. It didn't even need to take action itself; with just the power of its charge, it shattered the obstruction methods of the great shamans along the way.

Centipede's eyes were wide with rage.

The plan has been in progress until now, and the mountain god has entered the Cangjiang River, but it is still one step short. However, the dragon has been entrenched in the Jianghuai Dragon Palace for decades, which has made up for this shortcoming!
The Huai River is large while the Lu Cang River is small; the Jiaolong (a type of dragon) is strong while the Shanlong (another type of dragon) is weak.

One increase and one decrease perfectly satisfy the conditions.

Creating a man-made dragon king is indeed feasible; decades of planning have yielded no mistakes.

But nobody is happy right now.

"Roar!"

The white ape roared, awakening the world.

The dragon traveled from west to east, while the meteor traveled from east to west, heading straight for the dragon.

The great shaman of the southern border looked eastward, disregarding their mutual hostility, and felt a surge of joy.

The dragon's gaze sharpened, and it mustered all its strength, neither dodging nor avoiding.

boom!
Meteors collided, revealing the riverbed of the Lucang River.

The white ape crashed into the dragon's head, grabbed the dragon's horns with both hands, and braced itself against the riverbed, creating a wrestling position.

Without any hindrance, the white ape was lifted up by the dragon, its back smashing through three mountains, carving out a tributary. The dragon's head was then flung aside, crashing into the earth.

Grass leaves fell from the chieftain's forehead, and he looked dazed.

"?"

The Great Shaman of Southern Xinjiang and the Martial Saint of Great Shun glared at each other.

You could drive away the Jiaolong in the Jianghuai region, but you couldn't withstand its charge in the Lucang River? Was it all a setup from beginning to end?

Clearly stronger than Jianghuai, how could this be...? Umibozu witnessed everything and felt as if his dream had been shattered. After a moment's recollection, he exclaimed, "Little Water, your suppression is gone?"

"I know."

[Divine Might] did not work!
Under the [Divine Might], the dragon was weakened by more than 80%. Without the [Divine Might], it would be a true Demon King at the peak of perfection!
The white ape collapsed into the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. In its golden eyes, the dragon and the power of heaven and earth entwined around its body transformed into the same vibrant color, as if protected by heaven and earth.

The dragon, riding the water, used the power of heaven and earth to resist its own oppressive force.
The last 20,000 miles.

The dragon gazes at the sky with its last rays.

Unable to be stopped in a direct confrontation, the white ape endured the excruciating pain and darted downstream, leaping and dodging. On the inevitable path, it opened and closed its five fingers, and a tributary of the Lucang River rose from the ground.

Wow.

Everything loses its color, becoming hollow and distorted, outlined and depicted by countless black lines.

The club's edge slashed past, leaving only deathly silence.

The sky shimmered with light, and the dragon's form froze.

boom!
The white cocoon of heaven and earth burst open with cracks, and the great momentum of the water flow paused.

Before the great shaman could even react, the demon king rejoiced. The dragon flew out of the Lu Cang River, its claws taking nine steps through the void. In an instant, it shook its head and body, using the friction of the air currents to shed a layer of its intact dragon skin. Along with the white cocoon of heaven and earth, it instantly closed up and swooped down to the east.

The last ten thousand miles.

The pseudo-dragon from the southern border, who had been trying to block the way, was caught off guard and fell to the ground, tumbling along with the white ape behind him.

"It must be the creation technique of the Flood Dragon!" Haifangzhu said anxiously. "The Flood Dragon's creation technique, apart from the incarnation, has not revealed much. It should all be prepared for the water attack. Even if they are both peak Martial Saints, it would be difficult to stop it without several people joining forces. Little Water, what should we do? It's about to succeed."

"Don't worry, I have another way!"

After two defeats, the dragon has run into the water, with only a small part remaining.

Once success is achieved...

The dragon lashed out with its tail, like a shuttle on a spinning machine, pricking the fingertips of a female worker. It dared not delay for a moment, and its momentum had increased even more than in the Jianghuai marshland.

"Ancestor, even the white ape can't stop it!" the chieftain of the Southern Frontier urged again, "Hurry up and make your move!"

"Xiao Shui!"

Debris flew.

Climbing out of the ruins, the white ape darted away in pursuit. As it brushed past the pseudo-dragon, a moment of hesitation flashed across its face. Finally, its golden eyes shifted, and it kept its target on the dragon.

Within the cauldron.

The golden gourd floated up and down.

Drought!

When the drought demon comes out, the ground will be red for thousands of miles.

If you can't stop the flow, then cut off the water supply!
"Dragon!"

The floodwaters surged, and the dragon, head down, moved forward, initially ignoring everything. But with a roar, a flash of crimson-gold light appeared above its head.

The golden needle pierced through the earth.

The momentum of the water flow collapsed with a roar.

[Divine Might] descends.

The dragon crashed headfirst into the dry, cracked, hard riverbed, staring incredulously at the white ape.

The southern border was thrown into turmoil, and the great shaman stood frozen in place.

The chieftain saw the two stones facing each other in the river and thought the waterway was over. Before he could rejoice, he suddenly saw the old ancestor's eyes change drastically on the stone above the stream.

"wrong!"

wrong?

Without the ancestor's intervention, the white ape stopped the dragon from swimming. What's wrong with that?
The chieftain was taken aback.

Do it all at once, second time tired, third time exhausted.

In the final 10,000 li, with the South China Sea at hand, the dragon ran aground, and the power of heaven and earth collapsed in a deafening roar!
The attempt to escape by flowing water failed. Looking at the suddenly clear sky, the dragon felt a sense of gloom.

The shadow is cast onto the surface.

Gripping the crimson gold gourd tightly, the white ape, having exhausted its physical and mental strength, leaped through the nine heavens, its long fur swaying. As it jumped from the sky, the rising steam flowed along every curve of its muscles.

His gums were crimson, and he delivered a powerful punch.

When the fist is clenched, heaven and earth are grasped, and bones protrude like mountains.

The fist imprint expanded and magnified in the field of vision, golden eyes filled the pupils, and violently trembled.

"Jiao!!! Dragon!!!"

Of course.

Before everyone could react or take any further action.

The fleeing birds froze in mid-air, the fluttering leaves stopped moving, the branches stopped swaying, the waves stopped flowing, and all the martial saints, great shamans, and demon kings were unable to move.

Quiet.

The dragon's expanding golden eyes contracted, bursting forth with boundless brilliance.

The attempt to set sail failed.

but……

The great undertaking is accomplished!

Ripples spread, and the old man in the straw raincoat stepped out of the void, picked up a fishing rod, glanced at the dragon, and stood before the white ape with golden eyes.

"Put away the demon fruit."

With its golden eyes darting around, the white ape glanced at the figure in the sky, then with a backhand clench, it retrieved the crimson gold gourd.

The fishing rod jerked.

Both the dragon and the white ape felt themselves being hooked.

With a flick of the long pole, the white ape felt a jolt in its chest, as if it had been flicked with a finger, choked as if it had swallowed water, its blood and qi flowing backward, a surge of qi blocking its trachea, and the sea spirit rolled out of its body.

“In the past, the Dragon Lord of Jianghuai made an agreement to live in peace. You three demon kings have caused such a ruckus in my southern border region, making such a mess. I didn’t want to get involved. It’s all just meaningless stuff about your descendants fighting for fame and fortune. But why have you destroyed my thousands of miles of fertile fields and forests?”

The white ape didn't answer, its eyes darting around, its gaze fixed on the back of the head.

"That was a bit excessive." Another figure stepped forward, dressed in loose-fitting clothes. "Fortunately, no major mistake was made. Let's stop the flow temporarily, everyone take a step back, and go home?"

"Yes."

White clouds spread across the horizon, obscuring the sun and bringing a touch of coolness to southern Xinjiang.

"The affairs of the aquatic creatures should not have escalated to this extent, let alone interfere in matters on land, Umibozu..."

Umibozu panicked: "Whale King!"

"It's understandable that you want to repay a debt of gratitude, but as a businessman, you should do your duty and stop using my name to do business from now on."

The old man in the straw raincoat glanced at the white ape and the dragon: "The outcome is decided. The Jianghuai Dragon Palace has changed hands. Today's matter ends here. Whoever throws the Ba Guo Red Land here again, no matter who it is, will never see it again."

"However, the dragon and I have a past connection. I cannot bear to see it die, having witnessed its life. Its skills are inferior to those of the ape, so the Dragon Palace should naturally change hands. Let us rest here."

No comments or inquiries were received.

The old man in the straw raincoat left, the man in loose clothes disappeared, and the white clouds in the sky dispersed.

Birds take flight anew.

The new generation follows the old.

"Ha ha……"

White fur fluttered in the wind, and he breathed heavily.

The white ape regained its mobility. Zhang He swallowed hard, his five fingers burning with pain, and clenched his fist. Azure tendrils wrapped around his forearm, and the sea spirit hurriedly stepped forward to wrap them up, then shrank back into the white ape's body.

Golden eyes swept across.

The dragon disappeared and disappeared into the sea.

The Great Shaman of Southern Xinjiang and the Martial Saint of Great Shun simultaneously stopped fighting, took three steps back, and respectfully bowed.

The elephants and tigers on the ground, unaware of anything amiss, continued their fierce battle, intertwining and fighting each other.

Lingnan fell, the South China Sea retreated, Pandong collapsed, and a dragon swept away the waters, submerging the three mountains on both sides of the river...

"Wow."

Waves crashed against the rocks.

The waters of the Lucang River are murky and unclear, flowing eastward for eternity.

Fairy.

A few words.

It's like turning off the stylus of a record player and cutting the film in the cartridge.

Music and movies came to an abrupt end.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! To repay your kindness, I will wield the Jade Dragon and die for you! If your grace can be repaid, the Dragon Sword has a male and female counterpart. You dragon, today I, this old tortoise, will risk my life to take half of you. Give me your life!"

Shoushan Mountain bursts through the white clouds.

With a flap of the tortoise's claws, General Yuan rushed from Linjiang to Lucangjiang. He saw the white ape standing in the void before the Frog King and the Tortoise King. He was first stunned, then his eyes revealed endless thoughts and countless sorrows. He sighed and expressed his feelings.

"Alas... The dragon is powerful, and with the Ironhead Fish assisting it, the old turtle lies in hiding. He thought he would never be able to take revenge in this life and would surely die in depression and resentment."

Seeing the dazzling display of lights just now filled me with unbearable sorrow and longing for the Dragon Lord.

Unexpectedly, with its majestic and imposing presence, it traversed thousands of miles with divine speed.

Cleanse the nation of evil and wipe away the national shame; establish rites and music to restore the dignity of the Heavenly King.

General Peng Zeyuan congratulates the Jianghuai region on welcoming its new ruler! May this joyous occasion be celebrated throughout the land and among the aquatic peoples!

The monkeys of Shoushan ran around spreading the news, cheering and jumping for joy. They leaped down from the mountaintop, their tails hooking together in an arc, and the golden-haired monkey king presented fresh fruit to the great ape.

General Yuan snatched it away with a claw and presented it to the white ape, his heart filled with trepidation.

It originally thought it would be a major battle between the Yangtze and Huai Rivers, a narrow victory with five against two. But who knew that after all the commotion, the white-haired monkey would run away, and one demon would drive away both the dragon and the iron-headed fish.

Wow.

The sound of breaking air.

General Yuan instinctively ducked his head and discovered that what had flown towards him was a peach tree branch with a small, emerald-green snake hanging from it.

Yi Wood grows strong!

nice one.

Without delay, the old tortoise hurriedly planted the seed on Longevity Mountain, only to find that the white ape had already left.

My day!

Is that all you're going to do with a single breath? All that life-threatening effort to become an ape—what about the Dragon Palace's treasure trove?
This wasn't the price we discussed before!
(End of this chapter)