Zhu Xian: The way of heaven collapses, and I only have one sword!

Chapter 70: In the Water Kingdom, the True Dragon Arrives!
"Shui Ze!"

Chen Qiye slowly raised his right hand, unconsciously looked at the Kuiniu pressing towards him, waved it lightly, and murmured.

Although the voice was so soft that it was difficult for the people on the battlefield to hear it, the moment it came out of Chen Qiye's mouth, a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth like thunder descended from the sky.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three consecutive thunderclaps roared, shaking the heavens and shocking everyone present. Then, amidst the thunder, a mighty mist suddenly spread out in all directions.

At this moment, the area within a radius of three hundred feet around Chen Qiye was instantly filled and enveloped by an endless amount of water vapor. The water vapor blurred everything in the scene and generated a powerful force that pushed all the people of both good and evil within the three hundred feet radius, even the Kui Niu that was about to step on him, outward.

Driven by the water vapor, the huge body of Kuiniu was forced back several feet.

The hazy water vapor stirred the clouds in the night sky, slowly forming a huge vortex in the sky. Everyone who saw this scene was stunned by this sudden sight.

The Ghost King was suspended in mid-air. His face, which had been distorted by the breaking of the magic circle, was now filled with shock. His eyes were wide open, almost popping out of their sockets, as he stared at Chen Qiye, who was shrouded in mist.

Under the gaze of everyone, Chen Qiye slowly raised his head, lowered his right hand, and murmured softly, "Country..."

The moment Chen Qiye lowered his right hand, the breath of everyone watching him suddenly stopped. They could clearly feel an indescribable aura suddenly emanating from Chen Qiye's body, instantly enveloping all directions.

The area within three hundred feet around Chen Qiye was completely hazy, making it almost impossible to discern the original scene. The only thing they could see was a pool of water formed by extremely dense water vapor!
At this moment, within the marsh, a beastly roar suddenly erupted. This roar was extremely strange, as if the sounds of countless ferocious beasts had converged and condensed into a unique roar.

The moment the beast's roar was heard, it shook the heaven and earth, and trembled the universe. Everyone around who heard it, regardless of their level of cultivation or the depth of their Taoism, could not help but feel their hearts skip a beat, and felt varying degrees of depression.

The next second, the three-hundred-foot-wide lake began to shake and twist, like the exit of an alien dimension. A vaguely ferocious beast seemed to be trying to break through this exit and struggle out of the alien dimension. Then, the lake began to vibrate violently.

A golden light shot up from the water, so bright that everyone had to squint. When the light faded slightly, everyone was astonished to see a gigantic golden dragon winding out from the water, with no end in sight.

No one could see clearly how long and big the dragon was, as if the three hundred feet water kingdom was too small for Chen Qiye's natal spirit to fully descend.

The golden dragon loomed in the watery realm, its scales gleaming with golden light, each one the size of a millstone. Its whiskers swayed with the water vapor, tearing the air apart wherever it passed. Its eyes, like two golden suns, radiated a majestic light, surveying everything below.

Frightened by the sudden onslaught of the golden dragon, the Kuiniu roared repeatedly, its previously irritable form now seeming to retreat. However, its long-held anger made it unwilling to yield. It stomped its sturdy, single foot hard on the ground, shaking it, and then charged towards the golden dragon.

The golden dragon let out a deafening roar, filled with disdain and arrogance. With a gentle sway of its body, it dodged the Kui Ox's attack. Its massive claws swung out like a thick steel whip, catching the Kui Ox hard. With a resounding "crack," the Kui Ox was whipped back, plowing a long furrow in the sand.

The dragon's roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth, its sound waves spreading like matter, rippling the very space wherever it passed, as if unable to withstand the terrifying force. The righteous and demonic beings, shaken by the dragon's roar, felt their blood surge. Some of those with weaker cultivation vomited blood and collapsed to the ground. Even those with advanced cultivation were pale, filled with panic.

Chen Qiye stood atop the dragon's head, his robes rustling, and a chilling aura emanated from him. He gazed down at the panicked Kuiniu below, his lips curled in an icy arc. His thin lips parted as he uttered an unquestionable command: "Drive this Kuiniu into the formation!"

Upon receiving Chen Qiye's command, the golden dragon's golden pupils flashed with a fierce gleam. Its massive body, like a flash of golden lightning, leaped towards the Kuiniu. The Kuiniu had barely managed to rise from the gully on the sand, but before it could regain its footing, the golden dragon seized its neck. The Kuiniu struggled desperately, emitting a deafening roar and repeatedly kicking at the golden dragon with its sturdy leg. However, the dragon's body was as solid as a rock, and its attacks were like ants trying to shake a tree, inflicting no damage.

Under the powerful suppression of the golden dragon, Kuiniu was slowly dragged towards the crumbling red magic circle.

Seeing this scene, the Ghost King in the air suddenly swooped down quickly, landed on the ground in an instant, snatched the red iron spike that was forced out by Tian Ling'er, and quickly inserted it into the beach. At the same time, he scratched his left wrist with his right hand, and blood sprayed on the iron spike.

In an instant, a red light flashed, and the dark red iron cone emitted red light. In the blink of an eye, before the Kuiniu fell, it connected with the light curtain in front of and around Chen Qiye, and the Kunlongque magic circle was activated again.

In mid-air, the Fulong Ding shone brightly, illuminating half the sky. The trapped Kuiniu was immediately enraged and charged again, but under the pressure of the real dragon, it gradually lost its strength to struggle.

The Ghost King slowly breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and looked at Chen Qiye standing on the giant dragon. An indescribable emotion appeared on his face.

Under the gazes of everyone, the real dragon in the water kingdom slowly sank, and the three-hundred-foot water instantly shattered and gradually dissipated.

The beach was quiet, and everyone was still immersed in the shocking scene.

After a long moment, someone among the righteous people exclaimed, "This... This is a real dragon! This is a real dragon!" The words were like a stone dropped into a calm lake, stirring up a thousand waves. Chen Qiye slowly turned, each step seeming to exhaust all his strength. He said, "Chen Qiye is still in this world. The world is in my hands, and I can do whatever I want..." Before the words had faded, his face suddenly turned pale, and a trickle of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

The blood slid down his chin and dripped onto the beach, instantly being absorbed by the gravel. However, the bright red blood was like a heavy hammer, hammering down on everyone's hearts. The righteous people were originally immersed in amazement at the appearance of a true dragon, but now seeing Chen Qiye spitting blood, they were all shocked.

When Lu Xueqi saw Chen Qiye vomiting blood, her beautiful eyes widened instantly, filled with panic and worry, and her heart seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand. Without hesitation, she flew towards Chen Qiye on her sword, so fast that the air around her whistled sharply.

"Qiye!" Lu Xueqi's voice trembled, filled with endless concern. She came to Chen Qiye's side and stretched out her jade hand to support his shaky body.

Chen Qiye raised his head and looked at Lu Xueqi, whose face was filled with anxiety. He tried to force a comforting smile, but he only moved the corners of his mouth, appearing extremely weak. "Qier, I... I'm fine." His voice was hoarse and his breath was weak.

Lu Xueqi's eyes were slightly red, and she bit her lower lip, "It's already this time, and you're still trying to be brave."

As soon as Chen Qiye finished speaking, he could no longer hold on, and his body fell backwards like a kite with a broken string. Lu Xueqi was quick to pull him into her arms and slowly landed on the beach with him in her arms.

"Because I am Chen Qiye..."

With that, Chen Qiye slowly turned around. The Ghost King had vanished behind him at some point. Ahead of him, only the ferocious Kuiniu, trapped within the Kunlongque formation, spun around in circles, but ultimately, resigned to its fate, it stood still and let out a desperate roar into the sky. The sound echoed in the empty night sky, a particularly desolate sound.

…………

Xiaozhu Peak, quiet room.

Master Shuiyue stood in front of the round window, gazing out at the verdant weeping bamboo. Behind her stood two women: Wen Min and Lu Xueqi, both of whom were her most cherished and beloved disciples over the years.

Wen Min was reporting to her, recounting the turbulent trip to Liubo Mountain in the East China Sea, explaining the cause and effect. Master Shuiyue listened quietly, then turned midway, glancing first at Wen Min and then at Lu Xueqi, who stood nearby, looking haggard.

The wind outside the window seemed to suddenly become much stronger, blowing the tear bamboo swaying. In a blink of an eye, I could see fallen leaves floating down in the wind.

In the courtyard behind the Jade Purity Hall on Tongtian Peak, Qingyun Sect, Chen Qiye had been unconscious for a full ten days since the day the righteous sect returned from Liubo Mountain. His body and spiritual power had clearly recovered, but he showed no signs of waking up.

Outside Qingyun Mountain, Bi Yao and the black-clothed woman You Ji stood side by side, looking at the mountain top hidden in the depths of the white clouds.

Bi Yao's expression was obviously a little dazed, and she whispered, "I don't know how he is now."

The black veil on Youji's face moved slightly. She turned her head to look at Biyao who was trapped in love and said, "He's fine, Biyao, don't think too much."

Bi Yao bit her lip and suddenly asked, "Where's my dad?"

You Ji said, "The Sect Master went to Heyang City today to meet with the old monster from the Ten Thousand Poison Sect who had recently arrived."

Bi Yao was startled and asked, "What? The Poison God is here too?"

You Ji smiled and said, "Not only him, in the past few days, the leaders of Changsheng Hall and Hehuan Sect are also coming."

Bi Yao was even more shocked, her face filled with confusion. After a long pause, she said, "How could this be? I know that Dad has secretly transferred the Ghost King Sect's main forces to the vicinity of Qingyun Mountain. If these three sect leaders arrive, their masters will surely follow. Doesn't that mean that the main forces of our four... no, the Holy Church itself, are completely concentrated here?"

Youji's voice was calm and peaceful as she said, "That's right."

Bi Yao looked at her for a while, then suddenly turned pale and said, "So, Dad's main purpose for coming here is not to take Chen Qiye away, but..."

You Ji said calmly, "This time, all the sects of our Holy Church have put aside their past grievances. It was also thanks to your father's great efforts in mediation that the leaders of the four sects swore a solemn oath before the throne of the Ming King. We will take advantage of Qingyun's unpreparedness and attack him by surprise."

In the courtyard behind the Yuqing Palace of Qingyun Sect, Chen Qiye was still unconscious. There seemed to be a faint halo circulating around him, as if he was engaged in a silent struggle.

(End of this chapter)