The wedding was livestreamed by the sister, revealing his identity as a Taoist priest.

midair.

Thunder tore through the clouds and struck the dragon's head with pinpoint accuracy.

"boom!"

The blood-red scales shattered over a large area.

Black blood cascaded down the Yellow River like a waterfall.

"Damn it!"

"It hurts so much!"

The demonic dragon let out a mournful roar, its body convulsing violently in mid-air.

Three of the eight arthropod arms were severed.

It was afraid.

The will of heaven and earth contained in this thunder magic is even more domineering than the formation left by Yu the Great four thousand years ago.

"You want to kill me? Dream on!"

The demonic dragon roared in fury.

He opened his blood-red maw and spat out a mouthful of blood essence.

It turned into a cloud of blood mist in mid-air, instantly enveloping its mangled body.

A flash of blood.

The demonic dragon's speed increased tenfold as it plunged headlong into the vortex deep within the Starry Sea.

It wants to escape back to the eye of the sea.

Once it returns to the underground river, with its four-thousand-year-old terrain advantage, no one can do anything to it.

"I told you!"

"You can't escape!"

Chen Shidu hovered in mid-air and let out a cold snort.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows their laws."

Holding the Yongzhou Cauldron in his left hand, he quickly drew a complex talisman with his right.

"Lock!"

Spit out a word.

Void oscillation.

Nine golden chains shot out from the talisman, chasing straight after the demonic dragon.

The chains moved at incredible speed, ignoring spatial distance, and instantly pierced through the blood mist.

"Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!"

The chains, as if alive, precisely bound the dragon's remaining five arms, tail, and neck.

The dragon had already plunged half its body into the vortex, but was forcibly pulled back.

"roar!"

It struggled wildly, churning the Yellow River waters into chaos.

The Taoist runes on the chains shone brightly, fiercely suppressing the Yin and evil energy within its body.

"come over."

Chen Shidu suddenly pulled his right hand backward.

He forcefully dragged the enormous, hundred-meter-long creature out of the vortex.

Despair finally appeared in the dragon's eyes.

"Celestial Master, spare my life! I submit! I am willing to become the guardian beast of the Righteous Path!"

Chen Shidu's eyes were cold.

"The Righteous Way does not accept garbage."

With his right hand held together like a sword, lightning crackled from his fingertips, transforming into a ten-zhang-long purple lightning sword.

Swing your arm.

cut.

The lightning sword slashed through the sky without pausing, directly slicing open the dragon's neck.

The enormous head shot skyward.

The demon blood gushed out, but before it could fall into the Yellow River, it was vaporized by lightning.

The headless corpse, losing its support, plummeted straight down and crashed onto the shore of Starry Sea.

A great demon who had lived for four thousand years died and his cultivation vanished.

The whole process took less than half a minute.

Below, the guardian of the cauldron, holding a stone axe, stood frozen at the edge of the altar.

Four thousand years.

He guarded the monster day and night, knowing how troublesome it was.

However, he was defeated by this young Taoist master.

Chen Shidu slowly descended from mid-air and stopped in the center of the altar.

He glanced at the water-avoiding toad in the center of the formation.

He raised his hand and cast three spells, which landed on the back of the golden toad.

The blue light was intense, then subsided.

The golden toad completely merged with the formation of this world.

"The formation is secure."

Chen Shidu turned to look at the person guarding the tripod.

"As long as the Yellow River doesn't dry up, this golden toad can keep the sea eye under control."

The guardian of the tripod came to his senses and walked up to Chen Shidu.

He gave Chen Shidu a deep look, his gaze complex.

There is reverence, relief, and a sense of ease as if a heavy burden has been lifted.

"Four thousand years have passed, and I'm finally free from this godforsaken place where the sun never shines."

The guardian of the tripod threw away the stone axe in his hand.

"Where are you going next, senior?"

Chen Shidu asked.

The cauldron guardian stretched his stiff neck, and the bones cracked.

"have no idea."

He looked up at the starry sky above.

"Maybe I'll find a place to sleep for ten or eight years, or maybe I'll go see the world now. I've heard that things have changed a lot outside."

Chen Shidu nodded.

"May the mountains be high and the rivers long, and may you take care, senior."

"The same to you."

The keeper of the tripod grinned.

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

Chen Shidu said no more.

He lifted the Yongzhou Cauldron with one hand and took a step forward.

His purple robes flashed, and he vanished into thin air from within the altar.

The guardian of the cauldron looked at the empty altar and let out a long breath.

He turned around and strode outside.

……

Thousands of miles away.

Longhu Mountain, Taiqing Palace.

Inside the main hall, the lights were on.

The twelve elders sat on either side, creating an extremely eerie atmosphere.

Everyone's face was etched with complex emotions.

They could clearly see the scene of the Yellow River calming down and Zhang Shouhe's golden statue appearing through the live broadcast.

The Yellow River, stretching five thousand four hundred li, is a sacred river.

What terrifying merit this is!

Master Xuanmo sat in the first seat on the left, holding a teacup in his hand; the tea had long since gone cold.

"well……"

"The power of 1.4 billion people to confer divine status—such a method has been used by only one person throughout history: the Celestial Master."

The head of the Golden Register Institute rubbed his temples, his tone so sour it could squeeze lemon juice out of him.

"Yes, it's a great deed, but unfortunately we old folks didn't even get a chance to participate."

Elder Danfang slapped his thigh, his face full of annoyance.

"If I had known, I would have crawled all the way to Hukou Waterfall, even if it meant just waving a flag and shouting a few times. That would have been a share of the fun!"

Elder Wu Lei snorted coldly.

"What's the use of saying all this now? When the Celestial Master went to Jiangcheng, he wasn't even allowed to see him; he went straight to Xingxiu Sea."

Mentioning Xingxiu Sea, everyone's expressions turned solemn.

"The eye of the Starry Sea, that monster is not easy to deal with."

The Purple Mansion Elder stroked his beard.

"According to ancient records, it was a calamity left over from the time of Yu the Great."

"good."

Master Xuanmo nodded.

"The Yongzhou Cauldron suppressed it for four thousand years. If the Celestial Master goes to retrieve the cauldron, he will surely disturb that demon."

"It'll take at least several days and nights to fight."

The head monk of the Kinrokuin Temple provides an analysis.

"That kind of powerful demon has the advantage of terrain. Even though the Celestial Master's cultivation is extraordinary, it is by no means easy for him to pull out the Yongzhou Cauldron unscathed."

"Should we send someone to meet them?"

Elder Danfang made the suggestion.

"Rescue what? Are you going to your death?"

Elder Wu Lei glared at him.

"We'll wait here. Since the Celestial Master dared to go, he must have a way to escape. However, the sixth betrothal gift will probably be delayed for some time."

The elders all nodded in agreement.

Just then.

"Bang!"

The heavy wooden door was pushed open.

The disciple on duty rushed in, panting.

"What kind of behavior is this, all this panic!"

Master Xuanmo put down his teacup and rebuked him sternly.

The disciple swallowed hard, pointed outside the door, his voice trembling.

"Elder... Celestial Master... Celestial Master is back!"

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

The twelve elders were all stunned.

Master Xuanmo suddenly stood up.

"What did you say? The Celestial Master is back?"

"yes!"

The disciple nodded frantically.

"It's right on the cliff behind the mountain!"

"impossible!"

The head of the Golden Register Institute blurted it out.

"From Hukou to Xingxiu Sea, then lifting the cauldron, then slaying the demon—how long has it been?"

"Where is the cauldron?"

Elder Wu Lei asked urgently.

"Did the Celestial Master obtain the Yongzhou Cauldron?"

The disciple swallowed hard, his eyes filled with extreme fear and shock.

"I...I got it."

"The Celestial Master carried a nine-foot-tall bronze cauldron with one hand and landed it directly on the back mountain."

The disciple raised his head and looked at the twelve elders.

"And...on that cauldron, there was a dragon head as big as a water vat hanging from it, and blood was still dripping down..."