AWB Chapter 904: Divine War to Repair the Sky and Control the Water
Chapter 904: Divine War to Repair the Sky and Control the Water
I don’t know if it was because she absorbed the power of the earth’s core, but before Princess Kunming could react, Su Xiaoya was already standing in front of the lake on the top of the floating island.
The "Green Lotus Magic Lamp" automatically sank into Su Xiaoya's brows the moment Su Xiaoya teleported.
Princess Kunming looked at Su Xiaoya in surprise, frowned slightly, and fell into deep thought.
The sea of clouds at the summit of Mount Laoshan lingers year-round, resembling a vast expanse of white jade stacked in the gap between heaven and earth. Peering past this flowing jade, a pool of emerald water hangs suspended aloft – a nameless yet enduringly spiritual lake. Local mountain dwellers have passed down legends, claiming it was formed from a tear shed by an ancient deity as it gazed down upon the human world, hence the name "Divine Tear Lake."
The lake water is as clear as a mirror. Even when the wind is howling on the mountain top, there has never been a ripple on the lake surface. It seems as if time has stopped here. Even the sunlight when it shines in has to restrain its edge, turning into fine golden light and quietly settling at the bottom of the water.
Deep at the bottom of the lake lies the treasure guarded by Princess Kunming - the "Origin Divine Crystal" of Shen Ao.
The divine crystal is round in all directions, about ten feet in size, with a faint colorful halo flowing all over it, as if the essence of the sun, moon and stars are crushed into it.
It was not formed naturally, but is the "Original Divine Crystal" of the Divine Aurora, which supports the hope of survival of the human race. In the "Divine War to Repair the Sky and Control Floods", the Divine Aurora sacrificed its limbs and turned into Optimus Prime to stabilize the sky and protect the human race.
Su Xiaoya stood in front of the "Lake of Divine Tears" and her consciousness fluctuated. Frames of the images flew backwards as if in rewind. Su Xiaoya seemed to be standing in four-dimensional space, "replaying" the entire process of the "Divine War to Repair the Sky and Control the Water".
The human race has never been ungrateful. Ever since the body of the Divine Turtle turned into Laoshan, it has taken the efforts of countless cultivators and the original power of the Chaos Stone, and it took thousands of years to nurture it bit by bit, and activate and condense the divine power of the Divine Turtle's "Original Divine Crystal".
After being nurtured for several periods of time and after countless human Mahayana cultivators offered sacrifices, the power of the "Origin Divine Crystal" finally revived.
Now, every pulse of the "Origin Divine Crystal" can cause the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to surge, and what nourishes it is the continuous sacrifices and the most sincere faith of the human race.
Divine power transcends the spiritual power of the Five Elements. Ordinary human cultivators spend their entire lives absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, refining the Golden Core and Nascent Soul, and even reaching the stages of Spiritual Transformation, Void Refinement, and Tribulation Transcendence, yet they can hardly even begin to grasp the path to divine power.
Only the Mahayana cultivators who have touched the edge of the laws of heaven and earth can convert their purest spiritual power into divine power through the original power of the Chaos Stone. This process is like refining real gold with ordinary fire. The birth of each strand of divine power consumes the cultivator's pure spiritual power a hundred times that of divine power. If they are not careful, their spiritual power will be exhausted and they will die.
The "Origin Divine Crystal" of the Divine Aurora on the top of Laoshan Mountain has been guarded, nurtured and sacrificed by successive Mahayana monks of the human race.
When the "Divine War to Repair the Sky and Control Water" ended, seven Mahayana monks of the human race climbed to the top of Mount Laoshan with the Chaos Stone. They used themselves as the cauldron and the Chaos Stone as the guide to forcibly open up this mountaintop lake and continuously injected the remaining spiritual power into the Chaos Stone.
The Chaos Stone is a rare object left over from the creation of the world. It contains the energy of chaos and can transform and refine all things.
Seven Mahayana monks offered themselves as sacrifices, like moths to a flame, not hesitating to waste their own lifespans to mobilize the purest spiritual power in their bodies and inject it into the Chaos Stone.
The Chaos Stone emitted a faint purple light, like the bright stars in the night sky, stripping away the impurities from the mixed spiritual energy like peeling off silk threads from a cocoon, and converted it into divine power through purification and tempering through the power of chaos. Like a trickle of water, it flowed into the 'Origin Divine Crystal' of the Divine Ao at the bottom of the lake, which had almost exhausted its divine power and was full of cracks.
The divine power of the "Origin Divine Crystal" is not only the source of divine power, but also like a magic needle that can suppress the spiritual veins of the world.
At that time, the sky collapsed, the earth sank, and floods flooded, as if the apocalypse had arrived, causing the severing of numerous spiritual veins. If the situation was allowed to deteriorate, within ten thousand years, the entire Pangu Planet would be like a body with its soul drained away, reduced to a spiritual wasteland, with no possibility of breakthrough for all races.
At one time, all living things on Pangu Star came into the world. The righteous forces that believed in saving the world and the evil forces that believed in destroying the world collided like Mars hitting the Earth, and finally a fierce war broke out.
The devastating floods have already caused unbearable suffering to all living things, and the evil spirits at work in various places have made the situation even worse, causing widespread suffering.
Yellow River.
Upstream.
The turbid river water was flowing continuously, and the originally dim water surface seemed to be covered by a layer of strange rouge color.
This is not the beautiful reflection of the sunset, but the blood of the living people who were lured and killed by the Rakshasa woman. The bloody smell permeates the air, making people shudder.
Whether it is merchants, fishermen or boatmen crossing the river, as long as they bathe in the silver moonlight, they can witness thousands of stunningly beautiful faces emerging on the water.
With smiling faces and outstretched arms, they are like enchanting messengers, exuding charming charm.
However, behind this beauty is a deadly trap. Those who are bewitched are swept into the water in a trance and disappear without a trace in an instant.
When everything returned to calm, only the blood-stained hems remained on the water, spinning weakly in the whirlpool, as if they were the last struggles and cries of those unfortunate people.
This strange scene filled all living things with fear and awe of the Yellow River, and no one dared to approach this cursed water anymore.
Since ancient times, good has always been defeated by evil, and sin can only wreak havoc for a short time. Lei Gong and Dian Mu (Golden Light Holy Mother) led the gods to come on the clouds.
Lei Gong's eyes were wide open, holding a thunder hammer and a thunder chisel, and the wings behind him flapped rapidly, like a black whirlwind, rushing towards the Rakshasas.
Every swing of his sword was accompanied by deafening thunder, as if it was going to tear the heaven and earth apart.
The female Rakshasa leader smiled evilly, and walked towards the Thunder God with three twists and turns. Her body was shining with strange light in the moonlight.
The invulnerable Thunder God would then fall prey to the Rakshasa leader's charm. The Thunder Hammer quickly smashed against the Thunder Chisel, emitting a deafening thunderclap that slammed fiercely into the Rakshasa leader.
The female Rakshasa leader no longer cared about showing off her charm. She brandished the sharp blade in her hand and started a thrilling battle with Lei Gong.
The Thunder God's hammer and chisel collided with the Rakshasa's blade repeatedly, emitting dazzling sparks. Each collision was like a thunderclap, shaking the surrounding air.
The Golden Light Mother stood by, holding two mirrors. The intense light from the mirrors pierced the night sky like lightning, illuminating the entire battlefield. Her gaze was calm and determined, fixed firmly on the figures of the Rakshasas on the river. The divine soldiers began to encircle and suppress them.
As the battle progressed, the power of the Thunder God grew stronger, his thunder hammer and thunder chisel raining down like raindrops, smashing towards the female Rakshasa leader. The female Rakshasa leader nimbly dodged the Thunder God's attacks, while looking for opportunities to counterattack.
At the critical moment, the mirror in the hands of the Golden Light Mother suddenly emitted a strong light, which shot directly at the female Rakshasa leader. The female Rakshasa leader was hit by the light unexpectedly and let out a shrill scream.
Lei Gong took the opportunity to launch a final attack. He gathered all his strength into the thunder hammer and thunder chisel, and smashed them hard at the female Rakshasa leader.
The female Rakshasa leader was unable to dodge and was hit by the Thunder God's attack, her body torn apart in an instant.
As the female Rakshasas leader was beheaded, the other Rakshasas began to flee and were wiped out by the gods and generals.
The battle is finally over.
Lei Gong and Golden Light Mother stood quietly on the battlefield, their figures appeared particularly tall in the moonlight, and the water surface returned to calm.
Yellow River.
Middle section.
The three-headed dragon ran rampant on the main channel of the Yellow River, and the water wall it raised was so high that it reached the sky, much higher than Mount Tai!
The head in the middle of it had its bloody mouth wide open, continuously spewing out thick black fog, as if to shroud the entire world in darkness.
The black fog spread rapidly, making the originally sunny day instantly become as dark as night.
At the same time, the left head of the three-headed dragon suddenly ejected countless huge ice spikes. These ice spikes shot straight at the rescue boats floating downstream like sharp arrows. In the blink of an eye, the rescue boats were frozen into huge ice blocks, losing their ability to move.
The right head of the three-headed dragon kept making deafening roars, which were like raging waves. Wherever it passed, the mountains on both sides began to shake violently due to the impact of the sound waves, eventually causing landslides.
Faced with such a ferocious three-headed dragon, Nuwa made a quick decision and immediately took out the demon-summoning banner and built a solid barrier in the air to try to resist the attack of the three-headed dragon.
However, just when Nuwa had completed this rock-solid barrier, the calm water surface was suddenly torn apart by a powerful force, splashing water everywhere, and a hideous and creepy monster suddenly emerged from the water!
The monster was huge, pitch black, and covered with a thick layer of scales that gleamed coldly in the sunlight.
Its head is extremely huge, with nine heads. Each head has a ferocious face, fangs, and eyes flashing scarlet light, like a demon from hell.
The appearance of this nine-headed insect seemed to make the air around it solidify, and a strong sense of oppression came over, making people shudder.
Its nine heads opened at the same time, and it let out a deafening roar, the sound like thunder, resounding through the sky.
Immediately afterwards, the nine heads of the Hydra simultaneously spewed out blazing flames. These flames were like nine savage fire dragons, carrying the momentum of destruction, sweeping towards the barrier that Nuwa had just completed.
The inferno collided with the barrier, emitting a resounding, earth-shattering roar. The barrier trembled violently under the fierce impact of the inferno, and countless cracks appeared on its surface. In the blink of an eye, these cracks spread rapidly, eventually burning nine shocking black holes in the barrier, as if torn by the claws of a demon.
"Yinglong!" Seeing this, Nuwa shouted Yinglong's name loudly. Her voice penetrated the layers of rain and echoed throughout the battlefield.
Yinglong heard Nuwa's cry and swooped down like a flash of lightning. It had a pair of huge wings on its back, and when it flew, it looked like a giant dragon soaring in the sky.
Yinglong's tail fin slapped the water surface hard, and the waves it stirred up were like millions of ice arrows, shooting towards the Nine-headed Insect.
However, the Nine-Headed Insect was extremely fast. Before Yinglong's ice arrow could hit it, it dodged quickly like a whirlwind.
Not only that, but behind the Nine-headed Insect was a monster named Fei Lian.
This Fei Lian was enormous, with a deer's body and a bird's head, the incarnation of the wind god. Its speed was even faster than the Jiu Tou Chong, and it swept across the battlefield in the blink of an eye.
Yinglong frowned slightly when he saw Fei Lian. He knew that Fei Lian was Chi You's junior fellow apprentice and right-hand man. Unfortunately, Chi You had disappeared after his defeat in the battle with the Yellow Emperor.
Unexpectedly, it appeared again today, but mixed up with the Nine-headed Insect and the Three-headed Dragon.
Fei Lian's wings were like two giant fans, stirring up a gust of wind with every flap. When its wings swept past Ying Long's ice arrows, they were pulled towards Nu Wa's camp as if by an invisible force.
This time, Fei Lian attacked with hatred, vowing to make Yinglong pay the price, so naturally he put in all his effort.
The gods in Nuwa's camp were caught off guard and were hit by these ice arrows one after another.
Among them was a general named Cang Shu, who was unable to dodge in time and was pierced through the chest by his own ice arrow. His body swayed several times in mid-air before finally falling heavily to the ground.
Despite being seriously injured, Cang Shu still tightly grasped the water control rope in his hand before he died, as if it was his last bit of obsession.