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The Four Rivers are the four largest and most important waterways in China.

Among these four major waterways, the Huai River is not actually considered to be of a high status.

The Yangtze and Yellow Rivers are increasingly turbulent, and the land and people they nourish are far more numerous than those of the Huai and Ji Rivers.

In particular, the Yellow River, even in Jiang Li's later memories, had already diverted into the Huai River and flowed into the sea, with the Huai River almost becoming a tributary of the Yellow River.

How can the Huai River, having lost its estuary, be considered one of the Four Rivers?

However, it hasn't reached that point yet. The Yangtze and Yellow Rivers still firmly rank first and second among the four major rivers. Although the Huai River is not as powerful as the other two, it still surpasses the Ji River.

However, if we go back in time, the most glorious era of the Huai River can be traced back to the end of ancient times.

With the waterways of the nine provinces overflowing, the Huai River rose up in response. Under the command of Wuzhiqi, the ruler of the Huai River, it almost merged with the four major rivers, all flowing into the Huai River.

In that era, even Gun, the father of Yu the Great and the first person chosen by the human race to control the floods, was unable to stop the floods in the nine provinces or control Wuzhiqi's ambition.

Thanks to the emergence of Yu the Great, who separated the waterways of the nine provinces, cast nine tripods, and placed them into the waterways of the nine provinces to forever protect them.

(There are two theories about the Nine Tripods: one is that there is one large tripod called "Nine Tripods," and the other is that there are nine different tripods. There are also two theories about their whereabouts: one is that they were sunk into the water veins as part of a sacrificial ceremony, and the other is that they were worshipped by the royal family as sacred objects in later dynasties.)

Then Wuzhiqi died. The Lord of Huaiwo River, also known as the Lord of Huai Calamity by the human race, was suppressed under Turtle Mountain by the Huai River.

Even now.

For the Huai River, the loss of Wuzhiqi is its greatest loss, causing it to fall from the top of the four major rivers to third place, and it is even facing the danger of having its watercourse usurped by the Yellow River.

Jiang Li silently recalled records about the Huai River.

Looking at the massive water vein before him, Jiang Li slowly raised his hand, and a brilliant golden rune appeared on his hand.

The rune resembles the seal script character for "millet" in its overall form, but each arc has a different degree of twist, making it look quite abstract.

Moreover, it is fragmented and not very complete.

This is the Huai River map, one of the Four Rivers True Form Maps.

Jiang Li looked at the true form of the Huai River in his hand, took a deep breath, and leaped into the Huai River.

Almost instinctively, upon entering the Huai River, Jiang Li transformed into the true form of a rare red carp, its magnificent tail spreading out in the water like fiery clouds.

Fish swam slowly past Jiang Li, some even curiously touching her.

This made Jiang Li feel somewhat dazed. For a fleeting moment, he truly believed he was in the Huai River in reality. But he had never been to the Huai River, and he knew that this was a visualization world within the white jade talisman.

However, Jiang Li's connection with the Huai River began the moment he took human form from Wuzhiqi's innate spiritual essence.

In fact, if Jiang Li grows up, he will be the strongest contender for the title of Water God of Huai River.

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In the current stable Three Realms, where the Heavenly Court oversees everything, even if another Huaihuoshui Lord were to appear, he wouldn't be able to cause too much trouble.

The Heavenly Court would absolutely not mind having a god of the Huai River who inherited the legacy of an ancient evil god.

This is a reinforcement for the water system of Kyushu.

Jiang Li immersed herself in the Huai River, withdrew all her divine sense, and slowly spread the spiritual energy of Wuzhiqi from her own fundamental source.

This original spiritual essence of Wuzhiqi had its Wuzhiqi will erased when it was collected by King Yu, but it still originated from Wuzhiqi, the ancient god of the Huai River.

Therefore, as this spiritual energy spread, the entire Huai River began to tremble.

Boom!!!

The Huai River surged and churned, its roar like thunder. The already turbulent waters had completely abandoned their occasional gentleness, as if the fierce god who once ruled the Huai River was stirring up trouble again. In this suddenly turbulent Huai River, Jiang Li's body seemed to melt, a feeling that was hard to describe.

It was as if he himself was melting away little by little, merging into the Huai River.

In the end, his perception of himself disappeared, or rather, that perception became the entire Huai River.

The Huai River is his body.

It was a very strange and indescribable feeling.

It's as if he's omnipotent within the waterways of the Huai River.

A single thought can stir up huge waves, and a single action can overturn the land.

If he so desired, he could even extract the entire Huai River and condense it into a divine weapon in his own hands.

The Huai River brought disaster to the authorities, and the water became their army.

This is the most direct, decisive, and violent application of Huaihuo's authority.

There's nothing supernatural about it, it's just absolute power.

Complete control over the Huai River gave him the illusion of omnipotence. But Jiang Li knew very well that this was an illusion, because beneath the seemingly all-encompassing feeling of being integrated into the Huai River, there was a familiar yet strange awkwardness.

The feeling of scratching an itch through a boot when Jiang Li immersed his divine sense in the white jade talisman.

The Huai River appears to be completely under his control, but he is more like a thief who secretly made a copy of the room key without the owner's knowledge, and sneaks in while the owner is sleeping.

While everything may seem to be under control, this does not mean we can ignore the thief's true nature.

Once the owner wakes up, the thief will only be driven away, or even beaten to death on the spot.

As for who the true master of the Huai River is, it goes without saying.

Therefore, Jiang Li's best option now is to act like a thief and move the things out of the room little by little before the owner realizes what's happening.

Little by little, it steals the spiritual essence that originally belonged to its master from the Huai River.

After the entire Huai River was emptied out, the original houses became empty shells and naturally lost their meaning.

This is destined to be a tedious and lengthy task. The only good news is that as long as King Yu and Gengchen are still alive, the master of the Huai River will not be able to expel Jiang Li.

But that's not right.

Jiang Li couldn't explain it, but he just knew it was wrong.

"The Huai River is the most ambitious of the four major rivers."

A thought flashed through Jiang Li's mind.

"Every mountain and river has its own true nature, but the Huai River will never accept a sneaky master."

As Jiang Li thought this, the Huai River suddenly erupted with a terrifying roar.

"Then, there's only one choice left."

"This might also be a hint given by Master Ge Xuan."

"To truly master the Huai River True Form Map, one must confront the malevolent god who once condensed the Huai River into divine weapons and wielded them at will!"

The Huai River is bursting forth, with boundless waves surging and rushing toward the shore.

These waves went against the direction of the current, and all the waves rushed towards one place.

A mountain by the Huai River.

This mountain, adjacent to the Huai River, is not particularly large; in fact, it appears somewhat rounded, its shape even possessing a rather憨厚 (simple and honest) charm. But Jiang Li knew very well that beneath this mountain lay the most ferocious water god of all time.

Boom!

As the waves washed over the rocks, a dark and deep cave was revealed.

With a sharp "clang," a pair of brilliant golden eyes suddenly lit up in the dark cave.