"Gu Mingyue, do you dare to be disrespectful to the Crown Prince?" Mr. Wuliu, standing by, saw his scheme being disrupted and immediately became furious, angrily reprimanding Gu Mingyue.
Gu Mingyue heard this and smiled softly, not even glancing at Mr. Wuliu, but instead looking at Prince Pingbian who was watching on the side. Prince Pingbian’s face was gloomy as he looked at Zhang Xiaohua, pretending to be angry: "You wretch, explain clearly to me what is happening. What is that jade plate?"
"That jade plate is a mysterious relic left by the Ancient Water God, containing the Origin Rules of the Ancient Water God. I merely thought to add a touch of brilliance to the God Sealing Ceremony of the Yellow Heaven Dao by bringing out this treasure as a gift for the new divine spirit of the Yellow Heaven Dao," Zhang Xiaohua said calmly and unhurriedly.
Even though his plan had been thwarted, it didn’t matter much to him. With his status as the Crown Prince, who could shake him? Who could hold him accountable?
Besides, he had done this on purpose. The jade plate was revealed deliberately and given to Liu Feng so that the two jade plates could be united. How could he proceed with his plans if the two jade plates were never combined?
He had already received information that someone intended to secretly assassinate the divine spirit, and he meant to seize the divine position of the divine spirit using the jade plate after the divine spirit’s fall.
At present, it was merely to confuse the public!
Gu Mingyue, upon hearing this, said nonchalantly, "The Crown Prince means well, Prince, don’t blame him, but he should be advised against acting recklessly in the future to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings."
As he spoke, a ball of divine light flew out of the sculpture, heading straight towards the Miluo River.
"The divine spirit has returned to its place. Once it does, it will transform into the true Water God of the Miluo River," Gu Mingyue explained to everyone, watching the divine position fly away:
"Everyone, please remain calm; once the Water God returns, it should come back to bestow blessings again."
Meanwhile, the Water God transformed into a stream of light, heading directly toward the Miluo River and diving into it.
It’s truly remarkable that although the Northern Land was suffering a severe drought, the Miluo River, connected to the Yangtze River’s water veins, never ran dry.
As the divine position fell into the Miluo River, it surged with enormous waves, and a blue radiance centered on the divine position rapidly swept across hundreds of miles, covering every corner of the Miluo River.
Simultaneously, a stupendous spectacle arose above the Miluo River, transforming into a cluster of five-colored auspicious clouds, as a voice came from the cosmos, spreading outward from the Miluo River as if the sound of heaven and earth: God! God! God!
Silent cries spread across the world, and all beings in the Northern Land seemingly heard that call in their Spiritual World, witnessing the divine spirit enveloped in blue divine light.
Countless beings knelt and hastily worshiped.
Meanwhile, Zhang Chen stood amidst True God Golden Light, blocking the divine might from reaching his body.
"Has the divine spirit returned to its place? But who obtained the divine position?" Zhang Chen wondered secretly. He could sense a humanoid form through the water mist, but he couldn’t discern concrete features or hear distinct voices.
The external events had nothing to do with him; he aimed to plunder Creation here and then quickly depart.
While Zhang Chen wandered through the secret chamber, countless divine lights rose from the river, gathering above the Miluo River. The vast divine light transformed into Liu Feng’s body. At this moment, Liu Feng stood tall, three zhang in height, emanating immense divine power, equivalent to the power of a Yang God level True Person.
"I’ve finally made it," Liu Feng said, standing above the Miluo River and gazing at his solidified body with a hint of excitement. Next, he just needed to return to the earlier sculpture, refine it into the shape of Law, and he could receive incense offerings from all living beings, achieving completeness.
The next moment, Liu Feng took steps toward the direction of the Huangli Temple, but as he passed a deserted mountain, a surge of Martial Dao Qi Blood suddenly soared skyward, shattering the clouds and blocking Liu Feng’s path.
"Divine Spirit, please stop!" The person stood proudly atop the mountain, his Qi Blood covering half the sky, obstructing Liu Feng’s path.
Seeing this scene, Liu Feng’s expression changed, knowing this was not a friendly visitor. Thus, he halted to scrutinize the newcomer’s background, speaking after a moment, "I wondered who it was. So, it’s Zhou Chuan, the number one in Martial Dao. You dare to provoke my Yellow Heaven Dao without hiding from the Gong Family’s pursuit?"
"The Gong Family? I haven’t cared about them for a long time. They want to hunt me down? That’s just dreaming," Zhou Chuan chuckled, looking at Liu Feng with a carefree demeanor.
"Why are you blocking my path?" Liu Feng suppressed his temper and responded.
"My acupoint refining technique encountered a bottleneck, and I heard that bathing the body in divine spirit’s blood could have extraordinary effects. I’m intercepting you to form a good relationship and obtain some divine spirit blood. I advise you not to be ungrateful," Zhou Chuan smiled amicably, using the softest tone to speak the most domineering words.
"You’re courting death!" Liu Feng exclaimed angrily, "You’ve already offended the Gong Family and become a target; now you dare to provoke my Yellow Heaven Dao? Are you afraid you’re not dying fast enough?"
"It seems you wish to be ungrateful? I only want a little blood; why refuse? You’re only losing a bit of blood while I could forge an unparalleled path for all living beings. Why are you unwilling to sacrifice?" Zhou Chuan looked at Liu Feng, his voice filled with disappointment as if blaming the other for not considering the bigger picture.
"I also want your head, yet why won’t you give it to me?" Liu Feng cursed, furious.
"Ah, it seems I’ll have to teach you to be grateful." Zhou Chuan coldly smiled, and the next moment, he punched out. With the surge of Martial Dao Will, the immense Qi Blood formed a massive fist, pressing forward to crush Liu Feng.
"Martial Dao can reach such heights, even interfering with Heaven and Earth Energy?" Seeing this, Liu Feng’s expression changed drastically. He quickly mobilized his divine power, drawing water from the underground river to fight back. With a thought, the river water materialized in mid-air, forming a celestial river that surged toward Zhou Chuan.
"This river may be a river, but it’s enhanced by the weight of the Miluo River, totaling hundreds of thousands of pounds. How could mere ants comprehend the might of a divine spirit?" Liu Feng’s voice was cold, overlooking Zhou Chuan from above.
Zhou Chuan’s fist struck, but the Qi Blood-formed hand crumbled against the river’s force as if turning to sand, continuously dissipating.
"This strong? That kind of power? Is that the Law Power belonging to the Divine Dao?" Zhou Chuan’s eyes were filled with astonishment, yet he was not panic-stricken because he wasn’t alone here.
As Zhou Chuan found himself in danger, a streak of lightning approached from afar, sweeping toward Liu Feng.
"Another Yang God powerhouse?" Liu Feng’s heart shook: "This is a premeditated scheme."
Liu Feng quickly withdrew his divine power, turning to block as he faced the Yang God powerhouse, manipulating the water to form a hundred-zhang long ice spear, thrusting it toward the lightning.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The water and lightning clashed, Xie Xuan hiding behind the lightning, a hint of surprise in his eyes: "This is the power of the Divine Dao? That kind of law surpasses thunder?"
As the forces collided, the lightning was actually forced into retreat, pierced by the ice spear. A surge of extreme cold rushed out, threatening to freeze Xie Xuan, who quickly retreated in surprise.
"Kill!"
In the shadows, yet another expert struck. At this moment, the earth rent open, and a vast sea of lava surged skyward, rushing towards Liu Feng.
"A bloodline powerhouse? And such pure bloodline power comparable to Yang God battle strength." Liu Feng saw the incoming ocean of lava, dread flickering in his eyes.
Water and fire counteract each other; facing the power of lava, I must be vigilant, never allow an overturn.
"Kill!"
At this time, a black light shield enveloped dozens of miles, transforming the surrounding area into a Ghostly Realm — it was Zhang Ga from the Zhang Family making his move.