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The water of Canglang is endless.
For whom does the stele of the long river weep
"Uh... ah!"
Long River Dragon Sovereign's cervical vertebrae had been completely crushed. His skull was directly crushed onto his neck, smashing into his chest cavity along with it. This did fix his upright posture, though.
What I see before me is the inner wall of my own body, golden blood soaking my eyes.
With a single gulp, the sound was a steady "gurgle, gurgle," as blood flowed in and then out. It was a light, delicate sound, like the afternoon quiet of an autumn day, resting under the shade of a tree, building a stone hearth, gathering dry branches for fuel, setting up a clean clay pot, brewing a jar of homemade fruit wine. As the wine boiled, it started to bubble...the aroma, like that of the open field.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!"
Ao Shuyi, who is immortal, actually hasn't known for a long time what the feeling of physical pain is.
He hasn't reminisced in a long time either.
He poured all the power he had used to escape from Jiu Zhen's nine rivers into the vast sea, leaving himself alone to endure this desolate place.
Their words were mumbled, buried in their chest as if meant only for their own ears.
He murmured, the stifled voice in his chest a melody of sorrow.
“I... how can I be called the Emperor!”
When Li Shan was still alive, he did jokingly say something once.
"If you're feeling comfortable, then perhaps the next emperor should be you."
Ao Shuyi still remembered being stunned at the time, saying how could the Dragon Clan become the Human Emperor
Then Li Shan laughed loudly and said, "You really think so"
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Liesshan said, "Now that life has calmed down, I feel very relaxed and enjoy joking around. Please don't take it to heart."
By then, the city of Sui Ming had been firmly established. The human and aquatic races used it as a foundation to build a civilization basin in the Heavenly Prison world. As the demon race was beyond saving, the fire of civilization illuminating the entire demon realm was merely a matter of time.
In this situation, Lie Shanren Huang, who had been working tirelessly and running around after ascending to the throne, rarely took a break. He spent his days enjoying the mountains and water, visiting relatives and friends. Of course, he also took the opportunity to build roads and bridges, and inquire about the state of agriculture.
Many people witnessed the Mountain Emperor with their own eyes during this period.
Though the ancient Emperor Xiong had, with the help of the primordial Dragon Emperor Yuanhong, subdued the Demon Tide, the wounds it inflicted upon this world would take an age to heal.
The Emperor of the Fierce Mountain almost rebuilt order from ruins and flourished the human race.
He often said that destruction is always easier than construction, and peace is actually more difficult than war. He chose to do the difficult thing.
Ao Shu Yi held Him in utmost reverence.
Lie Shan said that he had played this joke on several people, and each person's reaction was different. Some were overjoyed, some remained stoic, and some were so frightened their legs turned to jelly. Only you, Ao Shu Yi, are different. You stand out here by being foolish!
After saying that, he burst into laughter again.
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Ao Shuyi was used to it. Li Shan regarded herself as a "person," and Ao Shuyi had grown accustomed to being one of the "people" in Li Shan's mouth.
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At that time, He only smiled along, curiously wondering in his heart—who was overjoyed Who remained calm and composed And who was so frightened their legs went weak
Only later did he realize that his curiosity at the time was meaningless.
Because the people I had speculated about back then are all gone now. Time has taken them away.
He believed it was just a joke. For He knew that He had not bestowed upon the king such talent.
But since then, He also often thought about that question—
How can the Dragon Clan become the Overlord
Then He thought of the answer.
Unless one day, the Human and Dragon races no longer need to be divided. Whether it's Humans, Dragons, or Aquatic beings, they are simply ordinary labels, just like surnames such as Ji, Jiang, and Qi. All creatures coexist, under the same heaven and earth.
He, however, did not care about the title of the Human Emperor.
Her mother named her "Shu Yi," hoping she would be happy. Sadly, because of their circumstances, she couldn't truly be carefree as a child...
But He eagerly anticipates such a world, where all beings are equal and humans and aquatic creatures coexist harmoniously.
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If life were in such a world, there wouldn't be so many intense conflicts. My father probably wouldn't have died tragically, and my mother wouldn't have cultivated demonic arts to seek revenge, ultimately being consumed by the demonic nature.
Then he would not have had such a childhood.
All the tragic things He saw and experienced would not happen.
The ideal country of the Emperor Lieshan is unprecedented and surpasses the beauty of any era. How much he yearns to be a loyal and hardworking follower, contributing brick by brick to its creation! That was the future he heard for the first time, becoming deeply enamored with it.
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All the unknown possibilities in this world, and the future that everyone anticipates, nothing is more magnificent and beautiful than that.
One day, the Emperor of Li Shan spoke to Him—
“Shuyi, the conditions to become the emperor are not quite mature yet. Otherwise... you come be the Dragon Emperor instead!”
At that time, Li Shan leaned against a large tree with luxuriant foliage like a canopy, lazily enjoying the autumn sun. He held a sprig of Xuling grass in his mouth, looked at a book, and seemed indifferent, his voice nonchalant.
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At that time, He was sitting beside me, also reading a book. I can't remember the title anymore, it was something about the evolution of surnames, I think. He remembered seeing the surname "Jiang" at that moment.
He also said casually, "Okay."
He thought it was a joke again.
But Li Shan said, He was very serious this time.
Li Shan said that Xi Hun's cultivation was high and his abilities were strong, but he didn't do a good job during his reign as Dragon Emperor. Because Xi Hun's ambition was too great, he was always actively or passively creating contradictions and provoking wars. After sitting on the throne for so long, there was hardly a peaceful day for the water clan.
Lieshan said, Ao Shu Yi, you can bring a better future to the aquatic race. You come to be the Dragon King, you can allow the aquatic race to live a better life.
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Li Shan said, "Comfortable! For our common ideals!"
He believed it wholeheartedly.
He knew he was not a kingly figure, lacking the ability to rule, but He tried very hard to do His best.
He poured out his all, burning everything, wishing to offer himself as fuel, thrown into that brilliant world.
In the beginning, everything was beautiful. Then, things were not as expected.
All ages are like a dream!
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Tens of thousands of years, is just weaving a phantom.
The ideal nation of the Emperor of Lie Mountain ultimately became just a small realm within the battlefield of the Illusory World, ironically contributing to interspecies warfare.
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That man who had outlined grand ideals, after completing feats of wonder and renown that drew the admiration of the world, came to a halt before the very ideals he had envisioned. He chose self-annihilation, claiming his departure was the inevitable path toward achieving those ideals.
How long will it take to walk this "must-go road"
Decades of millions of years, is that not enough
He couldn't help but resent the mountains. In his heart, he believed the mountains could do anything! Even if the mountains were to die, they should be able to arrange everything before their death. The current situation of the Water Clan could only mean that the mountains were unwilling to act.
Perhaps... this is what it means to be a "King"!
Having spent so long by the side of Emperor Li Shan, observing these so-called emperors today, one can't help but feel that "you are all just children," but at the same time, seeing them also brings to mind Mount Lie!
Ao Shuyi's physical form was shattered from "Eternity" to "Broken," from "Immortality" to "Decay." His voice echoed in his chest cavity, like thunder stifled and unable to escape.
He wanted to roar, to bellow, but what else could he say besides "Mount Raging!"
Actually, His voice is very deep.
“They aren’t a different race, they are also waterborne beings, from the same source as me. They chose a different path to ensure their survival. Different from me, the one who remains, different from the path I have chosen.”
Ao Shuyi's body had been smashed into a grotesque state, and he painfully said, "200,000 years... You humans have taken 200,000 years to declare my failure—you can't keep cutting off the other path of our Water Tribe!"
These years, I have remained silent and endured because there was still hope on the sea tribe's side.
The more young sea tribes cursed Him, Ao Shu, as "broken-backed river dogs," the more it showed that the new generation of sea tribes still held onto their pride. They were still unwilling to submit, and they were still walking their own path.
Then the future is something to be waited for.
Until now... Until now!
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The Nine Dragons hold the sun, forever keeping the mountains and rivers safe. But they relentlessly hammer down, crushing Ao Shuyi's eternal Dao body. As it falls, it is like a sculpture weathering and crumbling in history.
The boundless sky above the near sea and the distant ocean, where the dragon's body, entwined with the path of eternity, constantly tightens!
Click, click, click! Click, click, click!
The crumbling walls were the last echoes of resistance. The colossal dragon coiled around the skyway, and legions stormed at it, wielding every killing technique imaginable. Yet, despite the gaping wounds they inflicted upon its golden scales, their blows were mere pinpricks on this infinitely long divine serpent.
At this moment, the entire sea roared with thunder, and even the apocalyptic lightning was shattered by dust thunders. There were massive underwater chasms, collapsed seabed mountain ranges, and one after another dark whirlpools that seemed to echo each other, swallowing everything in their path!
Lingchen True Monarch, amidst this apocalyptic scene, with a flick of his hand summoned the power of the final tribulation. Endless darkness writhed and clawed, like vines entwining, scaling the golden dragon’s magnificent form.
The dark encroached upon the gold, yet the divine dragon did not even deign a glance back.
Bang! Boom! Crash!
The Nine Dragons hold the sun, forever pacifying the mountains and rivers. They rise and fall again and again.
This scene reminded Ao Shu Yi of when she was very young, her mother pounding medicine. The pounding pestle in the mortar was just like this.
"Ao Shu Yi..."
"Ao Shu Yi."
"Relax!"
Ao Shuyi's eyes narrowed suddenly!
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Boom boom boom boom!
The ancient celestial roads that spanned across the ocean and near shore... have collapsed!
"Why"
Ao Shu Yi vaguely heard, within that Nine Dragons Holding the Sun Seal of the Mountains and Rivers, in the surging tide of humanity, such a conversation was taking place.
"Ji Fengzhou, you need to take responsibility!"
“No matter what, the Dragon King of Changhe has made contributions to the mortal world. Why is he against it Could this have been avoided There should at least be an explanation for this.”
"Ji Fengzhou, what did you talk about with Lao Longjun that day in Tianjing City"
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“You say these things now, ha! What can I, as emperor, say to Him! It's nothing but a tacit understanding for stability! The Central Empire bears the responsibility, this is not something I should do, is it”
Ao Shu Yi only follows her heart and won't be influenced by other things. No one can truly oppress her—has she communicated with Ao Jie Was she originally planning to rebel during the War of Shenxiao
“To think, He chose to rebel today. Foolish...it's almost pitiful. I'm at a loss for words.”
“Back then, when the Bi'an threatened to execute Ao Shu Yi, it was very likely a scheme orchestrated by Emperor Li Shan of the Human Realm. He probably realized this later and held a grudge.”
"Didn't you know that Ao Shu was aware of this at the time But this incident reflects Biàn's disrespect for Him and the Dragon Court's malice toward Him. It doesn't really matter whether He did anything wrong or not."
“Over the years, He had many opportunities, many better opportunities.”
"Do you believe what He said"
“That’s not a question you’d usually ask. We’ve come this far, does it really matter if we believe each other now”
Ao Shuyi's eyes, which were originally like two complete golden pearls, gradually dissipated into gold sand, scattered like stars in the pupils. Finally, there was nothing left. Not only was there no gold, but the eyes themselves were disappearing.
"No... no."
"None of that. It has nothing to do with any of it. I stand beside Reishan, fight alongside him, become his banner against the fracturing of our people... because I believe he can create a world of peace among all races, a world of beauty. I believe only he can achieve such greatness."
He originally wanted to say that.
But in the end, there was only silence.
This ethereal ideal...
Ideals...
Who would believe it!
The ancient Celestial Path is collapsing.
The last true dragon in this world, the final Dragon King of the Great River, His immortal body, is dissipating.
The land of Shenlu is vast, and the regions vary greatly.
Boom!
The sky, which had been clear just moments before, suddenly became lashed by heavy rain.
Where it had been raining heavily, the sun suddenly shone brightly.
It is summer now, and most parts of Shenlu have entered the hottest time of year... Yet it's snowing!
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> “An untimely death, the heavens and earth are innocent. Sunshine turns into rain, and rain into sunshine. Frost in summer, celestial phenomena reversed. It takes forty-nine days to cease, then returns to its usual state. The heavenly mechanism is chaotic, and diviners are blind.”
That is to say, during these forty-nine days, the previous celestial order was completely out of control, and everything became unpredictable. Even divination would become extremely chaotic and unfathomable. All those who practiced divination would be like blind men, losing their previous judgment!
That's not all.
As is commonly known, there are seven hours in a day, namely: Maoshi, Chenshi, Sishi, Wushi, Weishi, Shen shi, and Youshi.
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There are five watches in the night:The first watch is at dusk, beginning at the first moment of the Xu hour; The second watch is set by people, beginning at the third quarter of the Hai hour; The third watch is midnight, at the start of the Zi hour; The fourth watch is rooster crowing, at the second quarter of the Chou hour;The fifth watch is dawn, at the fourth quarter of the Yin hour.
Of course, the four seasons bring about cold and heat, and day and night have periods of increase and decrease. Sometimes days are long and nights short, sometimes days are short and nights long. A day and night consists of one hundred sections, with a longer daylight lasting sixty sections and a shorter daylight lasting forty sections. It is not constant.
But that's usually how it is, "seven times five o'clock."
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>However, this is not the case during the forty-nine days after death.
As the *Chao Cangwu* states: For the next forty-nine days, during the day one cuts down to four, and at night it is three times. At night it is three, and during the day it is two watch periods. It is also called "the waning of sun and moon"!
That is to say, over the next forty-nine days. The hours of Chen, Wu, and Shen will become nighttime, so daylight will be "cut" into four segments, only visible during the hours of Mao, Si, Wei, and You. Night's second and fourth watches will become daytime, so nighttime will be "cut" into three segments, only visible during the first, third, and fifth watches.
Over the next forty-nine days, day and night will alternate repeatedly, with celestial phenomena constantly changing. The entire world will usher in a period of "disorder." How to ensure the stability of the people during this time will be the challenge facing each country.
Such a thing hasn't happened in the world for too long. No country has experience dealing with it. At least since the beginning of Daolu Xinjie, this is the first Transcendent to fall.
Alas! The sun and moon are waning!
Under the combined might of six Sovereign Emperors, Jiulong held the sun aloft, eternally suppressing the River and Mountain Seal. They smashed the River Dragon King, who was confined by the Nine Rivers Prison and the Viewing River Platform, out of his transcendent realm, pulverizing him into a bloody pulp, grinding him into dust, until not even a speck remained, utterly returning him to the Source Sea.
He had already transcended everything, existing beyond life and death, having attained eternity. In the end, he himself returned to the sea of suffering.
Or perhaps, He has never truly departed, and thus cannot be said to have transcended.
He has transcended all worldly meaning, but not his own heart. His aspirations are too grand, and reality too heavy. What he seeks is something even transcendence cannot achieve!
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This is probably the first transcendent being ever, standing there and being beaten to death alive.
Once upon a time, even the Wind God had to cling to trees in battle.
But today, he offered almost no resistance.
Perhaps He did not die today.
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Above the vast sea, golden sand floats in the sky.
Like golden mist, it hung down as a curtain separating two worlds, of course, it was more than just blocking the sight.
The connection between the past and the present has been restored as a continuous flow of time. The "bridge" spanning the river of time has also fallen into the turbulent currents of history!
Changhe Longjun perished completely, and the ancient celestial path also collapsed utterly.
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The near sea and the open sea are once again cut off from each other.
In the gloom of a tempestuous sky, where the sea raged like the wrath of heaven, there emerged on its surface a monstrous dragon, stretching across it like an endless mountain range. Its terrifying form stirred from slumber as if awakened, pulsating within an abyss of pure black with a faint ethereal glow. Within its blood-red eyes, akin to twin suns, lay swirling abysses of infinite darkness that suddenly plunged into oblivion.
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The East Sea Dragon King Ao Jie, who was originally about to destroy the East China Sea, was fighting with Ling Chen True Monarch for the power of the last calamity. He wanted to send the elite sea creatures to Gui Xu...
At this moment, he leaped out of the sea and roared to the heavens, "Capture Yu Que! Leave Ji Zuo behind!"
The utmost stillness begets motion; utter death gives birth to new life.
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Across the entire Azure Sea, even the wildest waves stilled for a moment. The flamelight from within the mists at the sea's bottom, after a violent surge, extinguished completely! In all those past times, the plan to "kill the Azure Sea" was forcibly abandoned by Ao Jie. The path leading to the Abyss was pushed back to the furthest reaches of the world - he stopped the process of killing the Azure Sea!
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This process cannot be repeated in the short term, but he has already made his decision.
The power of the final tribulation, swirling around, dispersed into strands, returning to the Heavenly Sea. It became nourishment, transformed into vegetation, and imbued with spiritual essence, repairing this ravaged world.
The Lord of the Cang Sea, at this time, issued an edict to all the seas, launching an attack on the forces of Jing Guo!
But who would leave their home if there was even the slightest hope
Though the ocean may be barren, over the past hundreds of thousands of years, it has embraced the Sea Tribes, providing them with a place to thrive.
The whirlpool in Ao Jie's eyes disappeared, but one after another gigantic whirlpools appeared between the heaven and sea. Unlike the fixed, dark-black, all-consuming eternal darkness whirlpools in the sea, these whirlpools were a deep blue and stood upright in the air like portals. They could only be clearly seen from the front; from the back, they were invisible.
This is the "Gate of Ruined Halls"!
This is a spell created solely by Ao Jie, never shown to the public. It was used in conjunction with the Returning Ruins world — during the process of killing Cang Hai, the elite sea tribe members he intended to send to the Returning Ruins were hidden within this gate.
Such a spell can of course only be used once. Any further use will surely leave traces behind.
Never again...
For there are no more river-hounds with broken spines in the world!
From the depths of that azure ruin gate, stepped out a man adorned in golden crown and opulent robes. He was not alone; emerging from the ruin gate alongside him were hulking sea creatures, each towering nine zhang tall, clad in heavy armor that resembled moving iron fortresses. Complex magical runes were etched upon their steel shells.
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These warriors, one hand gripping massive shields like towering walls, the other wielding iron-tipped wolf clubs bristling with spikes, surged forward in a tide of carnage!
This is the Great Prison Emperor Zhong Xi, and his absolute elite who roamed the vast ocean with him, the Azure Tripod Army!
His descendant, the Hai Clan youth general Ao Huangzhong, also commanded a "Cavalry of Conquest". This emperor, who had risen to power through countless battles, relied on his army as his foundation.
This army was named "Qingding". Firstly, it meant that this cauldron weighed as much as the heavens, and whoever could carry it, use it, and utilize its power could pacify all eight wastes. Secondly, above the vast sea, the blue sky is rarely seen, often shrouded in dark clouds. By using this name, he naturally also had the intention of attacking the human race and returning to the Divine Continent.
The resources of the vast ocean were meager, so in terms of weaponry and warfare, they always relied on cultivating sea beasts. This army was equipped with such fine gear that it could almost rival the strongest armies of humanity, a testament to the effort he had poured into its creation.
In the harsh environment of the Cang Hai, the sea race had long since developed deformities.
...and there are myriad kinds, with diverse forms. Because of the shared evolutionary path of the sea lords' original appearances and the pressure of living in the vast ocean, they can recognize and belong to each other as members of the same clan.
This army's soldiers are carefully selected, the best of the best!
Assuming the most arduous combat missions and venturing into the most treacherous waters. "Only those with boundless vigor can lift the cauldron," hence, this mighty army!
"In this vast sea of today, those who rise meet with a resounding boom and a blaze of glory in death, while those who fall are swallowed by oblivion. Is it not lamentable for those who dare to lead I shall be the leader!"
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The Great Prison Sovereign led his army out, crushing the golden crown! In an instant, a murderous aura surged forth, transforming into a colossal iron fist that swept across the expanse of water in Canglang. It struck with the force of ten thousand miles of dust swirling into the air, like a raging sea's fist smashing against the heavens!
This is the final charge, the time to prove the sea clan's determination to defend their home.
Gates of the Ruins opened, one by one. Powerful sea clan warriors and legions of sea clan soldiers—
The Xuan Shen Emperor, Ruis Chong, whose power was forged in faith, and her holy warriors, the "Celestial Vessel Guards"; Wu Zhiyang, the Ling Ming Emperor who, at great cost, briefly ascended to his peak, and his "River of Souls Army"; Zhan Shou, the Wu An Emperor, and his army of "Changeless Flying Armor"; Si Liang, the Nie Xian Emperor, and his forces, the "Speakers of Death"; Yuan Ji, the Wu Dang Emperor, and his army, the "Three-Forged God Spear"...
The sky is filled with flowing light, and all the seas churn.
All phenomena, infinite light and shadow, originate from Heaven.
At this moment, the vast and still turbulent sea, which was still groaning from its recent turmoil, responded a thousand times over to the assailant!
Also to Ao Shu yi, countless times of tribute.s or enticements! I am loyal to Prince Yun to my very core, and there is no room for any second thoughts in my heart! Though Zhao Rucheng is my benefactor and Jiang Wang my old friend, at this junctur...
