Immortal Dao is dead, I am the mastermind behind it all.

Initially, every roof tile and every street in Kongsang County was violently shaken by the raging torrent of water.

The water instantly converged into streams, like countless white pythons, surging wildly through the streets and alleys, devouring all the mortals on the street.

Rainwater poured in like a waterfall, turning low-lying areas into lakes in the blink of an eye.

As far as Shen Moyan's three paper figures could see was a vast, white, watery world.

The Cen family's grand formation shattered, crushed by the immense water pressure, and Cen Jing led the remaining members of his clan to struggle across the waves.

The Construction Department fared better, as a protective array shielded the officials, but the outside was already surrounded by the sea.

The distant mountains were reduced to blurry outlines, while nearby multi-story buildings revealed dilapidated roofs or windows on the water's surface before being swept away by even higher waves and soon sank completely into the sea.

The once bustling streets have now become a turbulent seabed, with shop signs, overturned carriages, scattered debris, and ordinary people struggling desperately being swept away by the murky currents towards an unknown direction.

The water was an unsettling murky yellow, reflecting the eerie gray-white sky.

Waves began to surge forth, one after another, crashing against those still stubbornly clinging castles in the air.

The low-level cultivators transformed into streaks of light or fled in flying boats, but they were slammed into the ocean currents by the water curtain that descended from the sky halfway there, and the sounds of magical treasures shattering echoed one after another.

The roar of water, mixed with the muffled thuds of the buildings collapsing in the air, created a symphony of destruction.

The air was filled with a strong, fishy smell, the earthy smell churned up from the bottom of the water, and... a faint smell of blood.

The entire Kongsang County was like a giant cauldron being mercilessly filled. Everything from the past, whether glorious or conspiracies, was being washed away, submerged, and returned to chaos in this raging flood.

While flying through the air to avoid the water curtain, Shen Moyan turned his Earth Listening Ear to its maximum, bringing in sounds from within a hundred miles. Outside the county, there was also the sound of surging water and thunderous roar.

"This is a formation within a formation! A triple formation!"

Shen Moyan thought he had figured out the second level, but little did he know that True Lord Yanzhen was on the previous level.

"Where are the Purple Mansion cultivators and Gui Cang Realm cultivators in the county? Please help them!" Shen Moyan thought to himself.

But then he thought about it again and suddenly understood.

The recent financial expenditures of the city defense department are not accidental. With war looming, most cultivators chose to protect themselves and naturally left Kongsang County...

"Something's wrong with this water!"

"Does water interfere with the detection of divine sense?"

"Why is my magic power dissipating!?" some of the high-level cultivators who remained in the county exclaimed in surprise.

Their magical power was rapidly dissipating as they resisted the Great Array of Refining the Spirits of All Beings.

Their faces were blurred by supernatural powers, making them difficult for the lower cultivators to see clearly.

Amidst the despairing gazes of the lower-level cultivators, the auras of the higher-level cultivators vanished one by one, each using their own methods to leave this place of trouble.

[Real name: Shen Moyan]

Race: Human

[Realm Level: Early Stage of Mortal Transformation (Xian Dao)]

Current remaining lifespan: 496 years ↓

Shen Moyan retrieved the book I had written, and his lifespan plummeted by more than a hundred years in that instant!

He quickly took out a talisman and stuck it on his chest near his heart meridian.

This is a Soul-Controlling Talisman, which he retrieved from Ni Gaoyuan's corpse.

Shen Moyan was speechless. Judging from his own experience, if he were also a high-level cultivator, he would definitely choose to protect himself at this time.

Jiang Qingshui appeared above the vast sea, his eyes bloodshot as he looked at the hellish scene below. His long sword unleashed a terrifying sword light, slashing fiercely at the still falling water curtain, causing water vapor to rise.

He roared, "Zheng Quan! Gao Sheng! You disregard the lives of the living; you will surely be punished by Heaven!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, the wind and waves are too strong, and your voice is too soft."

A lazy voice, tinged with mockery, suddenly reached Jiang Qingshui's ears.

His roar was blocked by a force, and no one could hear his voice transmission.

He turned his head sharply and looked toward the prefectural governor's mansion, which was protected by a large array.

"By order of the Prefect, all cultivators in the prefecture must immediately take refuge in their magic boats and remain there until the storm subsides!"

The cultivators of the Guardian of the Way huddled within the great formation of the Guardian, transmitting their voices to the entire Kongsang County.

"Don't be afraid! The Prefect is with you!"

That's what they said, but Jiang Qingshui was furious.

He was clearly the culprit, yet he put on a benevolent act. He tried to send a message to everyone, but no matter how he tried, the message was distorted by a force, and only static could be heard.

In the end, he had no choice but to give up and stop transmitting his voice to save the person.

"Has this a complete falling out?" Shen Moyan asked in surprise, looking at Jiang Qingshui's angry face.

How dare he be promoted to the rank of prefect?

Unless, he has something to rely on…

On the murky sea, long, dark shadows quietly emerged.

Before the first few cultivators who sensed something was wrong could even raise a warning, the water beneath their feet suddenly burst open, and a ferocious dragon head, as large as a hill, emerged from the water. Its dark scales were covered with sticky seaweed, reflecting a cold, eerie light in the dim sunlight.

Its enormous, bell-like eyes swept indifferently over the panicked cultivators, then it opened its blood-red maw and inhaled sharply.

"A dragon! It's a demon!!"

Shen Moyan narrowed his eyes. He discovered that one of the scales on the dragon's neck possessed an aura similar to a Soul-Controlling Talisman, temporarily protecting him from the lifespan harvesting of the Divine Refining Array.

Interesting, the person who got promoted is actually a demon.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that the demon race was also a stepping stone for his promotion.

Jiang Qingshui's eyes hardened as he engaged the dragon in fierce combat.

"Shen Yi, give me a map of Kongsang County!" Shen Moyan's Azure Cloud Wings flapped, and he soared swiftly, dodging one water curtain after another that fell from the sky.

Inside the Construction Bureau, Shen Yi pulled up a real-world map of Kongsang County, his pupils dilating in shock.

The sea level was rising at an alarming rate, rapidly and violently, hurtling towards the sea of ​​clouds in the sky and hurtling straight towards the foot of the Preachy Monument!

Starting from Kongsang County, the surrounding mountains are all pressed under a curtain of water.

A thousand miles, ten thousand miles, a hundred thousand miles, ten million miles... the sea seemed to be trying to submerge the entire Langya Prefecture.

"How could this be?" Shen Moyan was dumbfounded.

【Azure Clouds Fall into the Vast Sea】Although it is a great tribulation formation, True Lord Yan Zhenjun is only a cultivator at the Gui Cang Realm who is nearly eight thousand years old. How can he control such a great formation?

"No, he never intended to manipulate anything!"

The sea covered the land.

The secret lies hidden beneath the deep sea.

Within the grand formation, the seawater can block divine sense from probing, which means that no one will discover the Grand Formation for Refining the Spirit of All Beings.

After using the Soul-Controlling Talisman to stop the loss of his lifespan, Shen Moyan extended his divine sense and found an inconspicuous small boat tossing and turning in the vast water mist.

He immediately retracted his Azure Cloud Wings and hid inside.

Anyway, with Shen Yi in the Construction Department, I only need to pay attention to their perspective, while I can stay hidden in the shadows.

This disaster affected the entire Langya Prefecture. Even if I flew on my sword for a year, I couldn't get out of Langya East. Now, it would be a pipe dream to think I could escape.

"The Wild Goose Formation True Lord never intended to control the Calamity Formation. What he truly wanted to create was the All Beings Refining God Formation. This [Azure Clouds Falling into the Vast Sea] was merely a means for him to conceal his true intentions from others."

"Besides the Divine Refining Array for All Beings, what else could he possibly need to resort to such extreme measures to conceal?"

Just as Shen Moyan was lost in thought, a familiar voice interrupted his contemplation.

"What a magnificent sight, isn't it, Junior Brother He?"

Xu Mingxuan sat upright in the cramped space of the small boat, with a small table in front of him filled with delicacies and fine wine.

When Shen Moyan landed, he realized that while the waves outside the boat were raging, the small boat was surprisingly stable, like a hidden paradise. The surface of the wine in the cup was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting Xu Mingxuan's sly smile.

He smiled and raised his glass to Shen Moyan from afar.

"Senior Brother Xu has such refined tastes."

Shen Moyan remained calm and composed.

Was he waiting for him?

Furthermore, this is no ordinary Dharma boat.

A small boat, seemingly adrift in the turbulent waves, is actually quite at ease.

"A molten orb?"

Shen Moyan succinctly revealed the operating mechanism of the Dharma Boat.

Only by arranging the molten beads in an array can the towering waves outside be contained.

This Biyang thing hoarded so many Fire Melting Beads and used them all here!

"Junior Brother He has a good eye."

Xu Mingxuan took a sip of his drink, nodded in greeting, and invited him to sit down.