Invasion Myth: Starting with the Schoolteacher

Chapter 814 Reopening of Yunmeng
The sound was like a memorial, a remembrance, and a final lament.

The spirit has arrived, winding and meandering; the light shines brightly, never to end.

You ride in a dragon chariot, your imperial robes gleaming, and you travel to all corners of the land, drawn by eight phoenixes.

Your arrival was like a fierce wind sweeping away the clouds; your departure was like the dawn breaking through the darkness.

Looking down upon Jizhou, its blessings flow to a thousand rivers; spanning the four seas, its rains nourish the eight wastelands.

As the desolate chanting began, a response seemed to echo from the void.

Suddenly, fog rose atop Mount Junshan—not ordinary fog, but a vast, sea-like cloud tide descending from the heavens!
Even more terrifying was that the mist contained ancient water vapor, pouring down like a celestial river bursting its banks!

The Stone King felt no joy, only terror.

"Your Majesty! No—"

Before it could even utter a roar, it was completely drowned out by the towering water vapor!
The next moment, Dongting Lake boiled!
The lake water, like a beast breaking free of its shackles, crashed wildly against the shore.

The waves rose over a thousand feet high, like dragons breaking through walls, or like the world-destroying torrents that Gonggong crashed into Buzhou Mountain.

Although the wave had just formed, cultivators and demons throughout the Nine Provinces who were proficient in the Way of Water felt the shock to their souls.

The Taihu demons, who were marching triumphantly into Dongting Lake, were the first to feel the changes in the world.

Aquatic creatures have an almost instinctive ability to perceive changes in hydrology.

At this moment, the scales of all the demon soldiers and generals were trembling, and a sharp warning came from their gills—this was no ordinary ebb and flow of the tide!
“Report——!!!”

The voices of the messengers rose and fell, filled with barely concealed panic:
"The Xiangjiang River has surged three zhang (approximately 10 meters)! The waves have already washed away the forward camp!"

"The Lishui flows against the flow!"

"A whirlpool suddenly appears over Ruanjiang, and Li Xianfeng's troops have lost contact!"

"The Zi River...the Zi River is shaking!"

Xiaoqing crushed the jade slip in her hand and shouted sharply, "General Staff! I want to see the simulation results within ten breaths."

Tortoise shells, yarrow stalks, and the Hetu and Luoshu diagrams instantly covered the table in the tent.

Yu Bai held a copy of "Commentary on the Waterways Classic" and flipped through it furiously, while Gui Da used his tortoise shell to divine the secrets of heaven.

The hydrological patterns of the Dongting River Basin should be a well-established natural law, with the four rivers experiencing their flood season from May to July; while Dongting Lake itself reaches its highest water level from August to September.

This is an inevitable result of the rainy season in the Yangtze River basin.

The downstream floodwaters, combined with the flood peaks of the four rivers, create a "backwater effect," pushing the water level of Dongting Lake to its annual peak.

However, the flood season for the four rivers has long passed, and Dongting Lake should be in a stable phase, with no heavy rainfall expected in recent days...

This surging water level is completely unreasonable!
"So... it's Lord Yun Zhongjun!"

Xiaoqing's face was gloomy, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the two swords at her waist.

She wanted to observe for a while longer, but Sanying and Eryun rushed back with even worse news.

"The water level has begun to inundate the land!"

"Furthermore, some strange demons appeared in the water, stirring up trouble."

Li Yingqi's face was very ugly, because these monsters looked very ancient and probably had a powerful background.

At this moment, Turtle coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Upper and lower trigrams! The Great Trigram Kan!

The first line of the hexagram: Water in the Kan trigram signifies the destruction of the population!
The first six yin lines are located at the bottom of the Kan trigram, symbolizing the catastrophic disaster that occurs at the beginning of the flood.

fierce!
Yu Bai also found relevant records, and he found them in ancient times. The last person to see this divination was King Yu the Great.

"Your Majesty! If this is not stopped, the flood will sweep through dozens of surrounding counties, and even the two provinces of Jing and Yang!"

The tortoise wept blood, and Yu Bai was terrified.

"Quickly, summon Hall Master Xu!!!" *2
Xiaoqing dared not hesitate any longer. She flipped her hand and took out a jade butterfly that looked like a dream. It was an emergency communication artifact that Xu Xuan had left her, a special edition "Dream Butterfly".

The jade butterfly fluttered its wings and flew away, transforming into a stream of light and disappearing into the void.

Then she flew into the air and looked at the strange folds that appeared between the earth and Dongting Lake.

The "Dragon Gate" within his body, which had been dormant for a long time, showed signs of loosening under the stimulation of this violent water elemental power.

A series of dragon roars resounded from his dantian, causing his meridians to ache.

"Damn..."

"What exactly is this old monster trying to do?!"

Xu Xuan, who was secretly plotting a scheme to "kick someone when they're down in the underworld," suddenly frowned.

As the white lotus image unfolds, a memory resurfaces in my mind.

Three years ago, when Xu Xuan returned to the Pure Land ancestral temple, the Eastern Dharma Protector Bodhisattva used his great Dharma power to give him a Dharma name.

He chose the name of Zen Master Fahai, who passed away at Jinshan Temple.

One scene in the evolutionary scenario is where evil spirits wreak havoc, causing the earth to turn upside down for thousands of miles, floods to overflow and soon submerge the boundless land, calamity hanging in the sky, and hundreds of millions of people suffering in despair.

Recalling this now, it's not just a simple feeling.

Specific scenes even appeared.

The floodwaters inundated Yuezhou, which was hit hardest, turning the city into a vast swamp. The streets and alleys were flooded to a depth of several feet, and many houses were submerged. The people, young and old, fled in panic, their cries of despair deafening.

Merchants' goods were all lost; farmers' crops were destroyed in an instant. The once bustling markets became a vast expanse of water; the once tranquil villages became desolate, barren islands.

The floodwaters of Lizhou washed away the city walls. Government offices and residences were almost completely destroyed. Fertile fields were turned into mud and swamps. Crops were submerged and yielded no harvest; livestock drowned, resulting in devastating losses.

The people were displaced and homeless, taking shelter in dilapidated temples or sleeping on barren hills, suffering from hunger and cold, their misery was unbearable.

The counties of Changde and Yiyang were also affected. The floodwaters spread, leaving devastation in their wake. Bridges collapsed, roads were blocked, boats capsized, and lives were in grave danger. Epidemics followed, and the air was thick with the stench of disease. Many people fell ill, and the dead lay piled up on the roads.

The image flashed by in an instant, and Xu Xuan frowned deeply.

"Are these places in Jingzhou?"

"A warning from Heaven?!"

He had incurred a great karmic debt to Heaven during his time in Guobei, and he was already mentally prepared for it.

But such a huge event right off the bat is truly terrifying. Hmm?
He grabbed the illusory jade butterfly from the void, and his pupils suddenly contracted as he scanned it with his divine sense.

"So it was the flood in Dongting Lake, and Lord Yunzhong acted first?!"

Not only did they strike first, but they were also incredibly ruthless!
In this era of flourishing humanity, forcibly reversing the natural order of the four waters and unleashing a great flood... this is simply slapping the face of Heaven.

Because it was so unbelievable and illogical, Xu Xuan couldn't accept it for a while.

Just as he was pondering this, a drop of water leaped from the Yangtze River, traveled thousands of miles, and landed precisely on Xu Xuan's forehead!

"Snapped!"

An ancient dragon's roar echoed from within the water droplets:
'Xu Bailian, come to the Yangtze River for a chat.'

Xu Xuan's heart trembled violently—

Even the old Yangtze River dragon, who usually prefers to sit in the corner and watch the excitement, was so startled that it took the initiative to attack!

Without further hesitation, he transformed into a streak of light and rushed out of Shouchun, instantly arriving at the Jiangduan section of Wuwei County.

The scene before me was suffocating:
The already turbulent river water was now like boiling mercury, each drop weighing a ton.

"Wow--"

The Dragon King broke out of the water.

Without any small talk or pleasantries, he opened his mouth with a startling revelation:
Do you know how big Yunmeng Marsh is?

“Yunmeng is a place with an area of ​​nine hundred li.”

Xu Xuan's answer carried a touch of romantic perfunctoriness—after all, the descriptions in "Zixu Fu" were somewhat exaggerated by literati, and he didn't believe them.

The Dragon Lord sneered, and with a slight lift of his dragon claw, he summoned a stream of water, which condensed in the void into the "Yu Gong" water map of the nine provinces.

As light and shadow shift in the picture, the outline of the Yunmeng Ancient Marsh gradually becomes clear—the real Yunmeng Marsh is vast and boundless, stretching across Jingchu like a giant turtle carrying the earth.

It extends east to the foot of the Dabie Mountains, where layers of peaks rise and fall like a verdant screen; west to the foot of the Wushan Mountains, where peaks resemble swords and halberds pointing straight to the sky; north to the Dahong Mountains, where majestic mountains resemble a giant dragon coiled; and south to the north bank of the Yangtze River, where the river flows turbulently and ceaselessly.

The thoroughfare connecting nine provinces, the fertile fields of Xiantao, the ancient city of Jingzhou, the perilous Tianmen Pass, the blessed land of Xiaogan... all are under its influence!

"This is Yunmeng Marsh."

Xu Xuan gazed at the contrast between the ancient Yunmeng Marsh in the map and the present-day Dongting Lake, his heart trembled, and he began to make some guesses.

But that was far too bold, so I asked directly:
"Yun Zhongjun is merely a demon king; how could he possibly reverse the course of heaven and earth? Even a Golden Immortal wouldn't dare to be so arrogant, would he?"

The Dragon King's whiskers trembled slightly, and he chuckled:
"That little demon certainly doesn't have that ability, but... those old things that aren't quite dead yet might!"

"If they do not struggle, they will be swallowed up by the river of time along with the Yunmeng Secret Realm."

"not to mention……"

A hint of mockery flashed in the Dragon Lord's golden eyes:
"They are demon gods, not humans."

“In ancient times, they did even crazier things.”

Xu Xuan had no more doubts.

As expected, Lord Yunzhong is going to reopen Yunmeng Marsh!
Using the ancient Yunmeng as a starting point, the timeline of mountains and rivers is forcibly reversed, and the laws of heaven and earth are turned back.

This is not just going against the heavens... this is going to tear a hole in the sky!

As for the creatures within those nine hundred miles? Lord Yunzhong doesn't care at all!
Human cities will collapse as waterways change course; the Dongting demon race will be annihilated by the reverse surge of spiritual tides.
Ruthless to this extent, they are no longer demons, but almost natural disasters!

Taking this risky step first will naturally yield great rewards.

Once successful, one can break free from the shackles of destiny and, with the vastness of the Yunmeng Ancient Marsh, leap to the position of Demon God!
"Going with the flow makes one a human, going against the flow makes one an immortal..."

Xu Xuan sneered. The path to enlightenment is inherently perilous, but Yun Zhongjun is the first to drag half of the Nine Provinces down with him!
"Heaven will not let him go."

"And I... am a good person too."

The Dragon King nodded in satisfaction, his whiskers trembling slightly, and a hint of approval flashed in his golden eyes—this was why he would tolerate Xu Bailian's reckless behavior.

They are absolutely reliable on matters of principle, much like the ancient human race.

"Then you should hurry up and kill those bastards."

"Currently, the four outlets of Dongting Lake and the Yangtze River have been contained by me. As long as the Yunmeng Secret Realm does not officially descend, the surging water flow can still be suppressed."

With a swipe of its claws, a map of the Yangtze River system appeared in the void.

At the confluence of Dongting Lake and the Yangtze River, four golden rays, like chains, tightly choke the churning waters.

"But it has to be fast."

"I can control the north, but I don't have a great master to manage the waterways in the east, south, and west."

At this point, the Dragon Lord suddenly narrowed his eyes, his voice low and deep:
"If the Yunmeng Secret Realm were to descend and the flood were to materialize... with the help of the calamity's energy, no one could stop this disaster."

Man-made disasters are against the will of Heaven. Once a disaster has taken shape, the time, magical power, and karmic consequences required to restore order are something even a Golden Immortal would not want to be involved in.

If He weren't so limited, He would have already crushed these reptiles.

Xu Xuan raised an eyebrow, noticing something amiss, and asked directly, "You're unusually proactive this time, sir."

Dragon Lord snorted coldly, not bothering to hide anything.

The master of the Yangtze River was never a kind-hearted dragon.

They showed little pity for the impending annihilation of humanity. But if the Yunmeng Marsh were to reappear, it would inevitably encroach upon a portion of the Yangtze River.

This is a matter of principle!

Xu Xuan cupped his hands in greeting: You are still as honest as ever.

Then they went straight to Mount Lu and arrived at the ancestral temple of Pure Land Buddhism.

"I beg the patriarch for help!"

A moment later, they appeared on the southern slope and headed straight for Bailu Academy.

"Please, Headmaster Shen, lend us your assistance!"

They have reappeared in various parts of China.

(End of this chapter)