The nightingale flew silently from the big tree in front of the River God Temple, disappearing into the thick darkness. As for Zhao He, he looked around and found that everyone else had disappeared without a trace, and with his cultivation level, he couldn't find them at all. He was secretly shocked and thought to himself: "Indeed, there isn't a single ordinary person among them. It seems I also need to reveal my true abilities, or else I'll be looked down upon by others." As he thought this, he rubbed his forehead with his hand, wiping it clean. Along with his rubbing, his entire body slowly began to disappear in the darkness, at first becoming a bit blurry, then gradually fading away until finally dispersing into the darkness. It was as if he had erased himself from existence.

  The shell had never told Chen Jing about his origins, and Chen Jing had never asked. However, after being caught by Rao Yu Feng from the Western Sea once, the big red shrimp came back to describe it in vivid detail, but Chen Jing just listened silently.

  Autumn Moon, a shell's name, from the depths of *****, in the Sea Emperor's domain of Autumn Moon Gorge. Autumn Moon Gorge is where the shell clan gathers, she happened to come down into the Jing River, coinciding with Chen Jing and the evil dragon Xuan He's great battle. She was swept up in it, confused and ended up standing on Chen Jing's side. Then thought Chen Jing wasn't bad, so stayed in the Jing River until now.

  The method of summoning waves, for her, can be considered a innate divine ability. If it were in the ocean, even Chen Jing, relying on the imperial symbol's water control method, might not necessarily be stronger than Bao Qi. On Bao Qi's body, circles of invisible ripples emerged, these ripples, to ordinary people's ears, were naturally silent and soundless, even to low-level demon spirits' ears, they were only vaguely discernible, but to those Xuanmen disciples' ears, upon hearing it, they knew this was a water control divine ability.

  There are sects with inheritance, even if their own magical powers are not high enough, but the classics in the sect are extremely numerous, and the masters will pass on the strange things between heaven and earth. Naturally, they will also pass on the ways to distinguish various spells. Spells are born from each other's strengths and weaknesses, and any spell that is born has a traceable origin. As long as one can distinguish what kind of spell others are casting, they can better defend against it. This is the difference between disciples with inherited sects and lone cultivators.

  Before, Beishell said that when she was practicing her water control technique, no one could disturb her. At this moment, there is not a single person around her, at least on the surface. She is standing at the breach of the riverbank, and both the upstream and downstream waters are rushing towards the breach. The huge crack that Hongxia created when she opened the breach was made by Beishell herself. As Hongxia and Shansun were swept away by the waves, their spirits turned into a cloud of black smoke, and Jiuyin, Yejing, and Zhaohe all disappeared. After that, Beishell slowly disappeared into the water as well, but the river waves became even more turbulent, rushing out from the breach.

  The river water rushes forward, all the way straight to the city of Ba Ling, even if it passes through low-lying areas on the side, it will not change direction, just like a white wave snake with life, screaming and roaring forward.

  "What is it?"

  The rushing sound of the river water startled the evil spirits in the Bashan region. If it were an ordinary person, even if they were only a hundred miles apart, they would not be able to hear it. However, the evil spirits and cultivators from various places did not just hear the roar of the river waves crashing against the shore, but also felt a strong and intense spiritual energy surging towards Bashan. This spiritual energy was unlike ordinary spiritual energy, or perhaps it should be called divine energy, because it had an extremely strong personal aura, not the kind of free-floating spiritual energy in the world.

  "Jinghe River has burst its banks!" The disciples of Yufengmen exclaimed, and immediately said coldly: "The evil spirit is stirring up trouble, it's exactly the time for us to subdue the evil and eliminate demons to protect the Tao."

  The rest of the Xuanmen disciples, whose cultivation was slightly weaker, immediately heard the origin of this voice after he said so. One by one, they were filled with righteous indignation and loudly said in the direction of Jinghe River: "A demon is a demon, even if it's lucky to have an opportunity, it can't escape its demonic nature."

  The original Baoling matter was like a silent drama performed in the dark, with many people watching with various emotions in the dark. However, when the Jinghe River burst its banks, it shattered the quiet darkness and startled the living beings in the dark. At this moment, the Xuanmen disciples transformed into demon-hunting guards, like ferocious beasts whose play was interrupted, one by one angrily pouncing on the intruders.

  On the main peak of Cuiping Mountain, the god of Cuiping Mountain stands there, next to it is Xuankong standing quietly.

  "They really have big guts and aren't afraid of offending the river god." The mountain spirit of Cuiping said with a sigh.

  "They had no choice, it was a desperate move." Xuan Kong added.

  "They sacrificed not their own lives, but Chen Jing's." said the god of Cuiping Mountain.

  "If he still has a life, it will be like a candle in the wind. Even if he can survive, he will have to face the swarms of Xuanmen disciples coming from all directions. It's unknown whether he can survive or not, and even if he does, how could he dare to attack them? Although this time there doesn't seem to be any formidable figures, I think all the disciples of Xuanmen in Jiuhua State should have arrived here," said Xukong.

  "Yes, indeed many people have come, even if the Xuling didn't release the news, there are disciples from all major sects who have arrived, they are just hiding in secret, observing the dynamics of things."

  "This is also why they are not taking demon-slaying as their duty?"

  "Hehe, you misunderstood, they are expelling the devil within themselves, guarding their own path of cultivation."

  Xuan Kong fell silent for a moment, then sighed and said, "This makes me think of someone."

  "Who?" asked the god of Cuiping Mountain.

  "Your Majesty."

  Cuipingshan's eyes were dazed for a moment, and he smiled and said: "That's right, I'm also that kind of person. I've always only eliminated the demons in my heart and protected my own way, so I can live until now."

  "The river god may still be alive."

  "Vitality is everywhere, if Chen Jing and his men take action, they will have to bear the wrath of the entire Jiuhua State. This is not comparable to the last battle at Xiu Chun Wan, because last time, the powerful figures in Hei Yao State had to consider the mysterious gate in Jiuhua State, so those truly powerful figures did not come, which was why Chen Jing was able to trap them in the river domain. And now, with this impending catastrophe, that's why Hei Yao State has been silent." The mountain god of Cuiping Mountain said calmly.

  Xuan Kong was silent, not speaking a word, only gazing at the rushing river water below. The sound of the water filled his ears, and the faint smell of the river water entered his nostrils. At the forefront of the waves, he saw a giant red shrimp, larger than a wild horse, holding a black trident in one claw and a gleaming sword in the other, ferociously riding the waves. On its back sat a mountain monkey wearing tattered Taoist robes, motionless, with its right hand sweeping dust and its left hand holding Buddhist beads, extremely eye-catching.

  Apart from the two of them, no one else saw any other spirits in the river, not even the god of Cuiping Mountain. Except for the big red shrimp and that mountain monkey, all the others were hidden somewhere. However, the strong ripples at the breach of the Jing River were like lanterns in the night to her eyes.

  The river waves surged forward, majestic and powerful, with the leading wave cresting at a height of several zhang. In an instant, it had already reached the center of Junling Town. What was unexpected was that as soon as the river water entered the town, it seemed to come alive, and surprisingly, it didn't crash into any of the houses in the town. Instead, a vast expanse of white mist suddenly billowed out from the temple in the town, enveloping Junling Town in its entirety. From a distance, this white fog appeared to merge with the river waves, as if they had always been one and the same. To many cultivators, it seemed that there was a sense of unity and harmony between the two.

  They didn't know it was the fusion of the divine realm, but the god of Cuiping Mountain changed his face and exclaimed in shock: "So it can be like this, so it can be like this. If he can hold on until the river waves reach Balin City, I will retreat three steps whenever I see him from now on."

  Xuan Kong's eyes gazed from the darkness at the Xuan Men disciples rushing towards him like a raging river, and sighed: "I'm afraid they won't make it to Ba Ling City."

  Her words had just fallen when a loud shout came from the sky, the sound of which was like a huge bronze bell, obviously with magic contained within. After the shout, a figure emerged from the darkness, holding a dustpan in his hand, a yellow huanghui sword on his back, an ancient gourd at his waist, and his robes fluttering, emitting a layer of treasure light in the night sky, clearly not an ordinary object. He looked to be around thirty years old, with a refined and elegant demeanor.

  "You wicked demons, you coincidentally obtained a chance to escape, not in the mountains to cultivate your heart, but here to stir up trouble. Do you think I, Jiuhua, am nobody? Today, I will take you back to the Twelve Platforms Pavilion and let you listen to my teachings." The Taoist's voice was not loud, but it could be heard from a great distance.

  His appearance, many Xuanmen disciples did not come over. In the Xuanmen Taoist sect, there is an unwritten rule that if a disciple of one faction is suppressing demons and eliminating evil, the disciples of other factions cannot approach easily, unless they see that the other party is not a match for the demon, otherwise even friends cannot approach easily without being invited.

  As soon as the Taoist finished speaking, the big red shrimp immediately let out a loud shout and waved the black trident in his hand, saying: "Where did this wild Taoist come from? Doesn't he know the name of my family's River God? I am the Great Marshal of the Jinghe River Army, how can I become a demon?"

  "A demonic body, a demonic heart, how can you not be a demonic evil?" The Taoist didn't immediately take action, instead speaking with an air of confidence.

  Everyone in the Xuanmen School loves to talk about the Tao, and just being skilled in magical techniques is not considered anything special within the school. All the Taoist priests like to hear others speak of their high and profound deeds, so when the big red shrimp loudly asked his question, the Taoist priest did not rush to take action, especially since there were many fellow Taoist disciples watching around them.

  The big red shrimp heard the Taoist say this and thought to himself: "I'm indeed a demon, so my heart is naturally a demon's heart." For a moment, he didn't know how to refute it. However, the mountain monkey sitting on his back suddenly spoke up: "The River God once said that all things have spirits, and in the eyes of heaven and earth, all living beings are equal. What does it matter if one is a demon or not? As long as one can embody the heart of heaven, it's a Daoist heart. Where did this talk of 'demon heart' and 'human heart' come from?"

  "Whether you are a heavenly being or not depends on your actions. You stir up waves and harm the lives of humans, what else can be considered evil?"

  "We are here to save lives, not to stir up trouble. Moreover, on the way here, no human life was lost due to our actions. Furthermore, you people from the Mystic Sect who claim to be in harmony with heaven and humanity, have you seen anyone die in Ba Ling City? What qualifications do you have to stop us from saving lives? Don't you feel ashamed?"

  The monkey's words were sharp and clear, the big red shrimp was also loudly shouting, while the waves seemed to be able to hear their voices, and surprisingly calmed down.

  "Hmph, what do you know? The matter of the Ba Ling is not something that can be known by you. Your River God has been greedy for treasure and has fallen into it, losing his Taoist heart..." Just as the Daoist's voice had not yet fallen, a strong sword hum suddenly rang out from the direction of the Ba Ling City. In the darkness, a white light burst forth from the black clouds above the city, flashing by in an instant, like a fish jumping up from the surface of the river. Yet it gave people a feeling of a dying struggle.

  At the moment when the sword hum was heard, a faint voice echoed over the river: "Respond to the River God."