Chapter 2280: Phoenix Perches on the Wutong Tree, the Southern Dipper is Born

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"Brothers, hold on! Behind us are our fathers, elders, and our homeland, the fertile fields of Yue! We cannot let the flood beast swallow our wilderness, cannot let the evil waters consume our people!"

Zhou Sixun, the Commander of the Yue Naval Forces in Qiantang, personally led his army, putting forth every effort in the face of the flood!

The naval warships lined up, blocking the flood's advance. Various array lights shimmered and intersected, creating a brilliant display.

Aside from the essential array masters needed to operate the formations on the warships, the rest of the naval soldiers jumped into the water, forming a military array with their physical bodies, intercepting the flood head-on.

Zhou Sixun himself even manifested his golden body, pushing against the flood, his fists striking repeatedly to shatter the flood peaks.

In a world where superhuman power is enough to move mountains and fill seas, a pure flood is actually not a significant problem. Especially in a place like the Qiantang River, which has been managed for a long time, the ten thousand *qing* waves have already been tamed. Relying on water-formed arrays, the waves have been regulated continuously for a thousand years. For centuries, the Qiantang River has served only two purposes: "irrigation" and "scenery."

As a folk proverb says, "All water disasters arise from great demons, mountain collapses depend on spirits."

This means that these so-called "natural disasters," when they cause harm, are mostly due to superhuman intervention.

For example, where was the ground crack in Fenglin City that swallowed people? Where was the fire in Fuji City that burned down the Ge family?

The moment the Qiantang dike broke, the Yue naval forces stationed in Qiantang River were also destroyed! The Yue naval forces, cultivated for a thousand years, all collapsed in the river tide, becoming part of the flood, making it so difficult to contain.

And Zhou Sixun temporarily still didn't know the root of the problem. In this dangerous and urgent time, he could only save people first, and then trace the source, prioritizing the reduction of casualties.

The Qiantang River is the faith in the hearts of many Yue people.

It is the mother of the Yue people, nurturing countless talents over a thousand years. Suddenly, with one roll, it became a heavenly disaster.

The moment the Qiantang River dike was breached, it was also the moment Ge Fei, far away in Li, felt his mental defenses collapse.

But how could Ge Fei be the only one whose mental dike collapsed?

How could it only be those howling and crying people?

Wen Jingxiu, the Emperor of Yue, stood on top of the imperial city, gazing into the distance.

The Son of Heaven observed the *qi* and saw Li's national power soaring like a rainbow!

His heart was utterly broken!

Filled with pain, regret, shame, and hatred!

At this moment, he finally knew exactly what he had missed.

Gao Zheng had set up a scheme before his death, with his dying wish, making people think Ge Fei was the key to Huang Weizhen's return. He used this fictional information to conceal his true scheme: "a clear and quiet courtyard awaits the phoenix to perch in Wu."

But in fact, this fictional information was not entirely wrong.

In the process of Huang Weizhen's return, Ge Fei did play a role, a role that almost no one else could think of – his role was that of an "unveiler of the curtain."

As a curtain hook, he unveiled the most romantic legend of the Southern Domain over the past nine hundred years, lifting the curtain on this grand drama.

This monster who emerged from the Mountain Sea Realm became a true living person in the present world, and truly recognized the "truth" of the nine kinds of phoenix.

No one was more suitable than him.

However, "unveiling the curtain" is something anyone can do. Ge Fei was the most suitable, but not the only one. His life or death, his sanity or madness, had no influence.

This grand play was originally supposed to open in Yue. So Yue was also considered a land where the phoenix approached, naturally having virtue and grace.

Even if Huang Weizhen ultimately did not choose Yue as the ideal place, the light of virtue from the nine phoenixes approaching the world was enough to allow Yue to be reborn and change its bones, in line with the saying, "The phoenix has nine kinds, its virtue is not violated."

The new policy was changing muscles and washing marrow; phoenix grace was rebirth and changing bones.

Such a newborn Yue would only give birth to endless possibilities, and truly possess hope.

This safeguard left by Gao Zheng for Yue through this scheme lay precisely here. The highest goal was the phoenix perching in Wu, the lowest goal was phoenix grace.

But because of Wen Jingxiu's disregard for Ge Fei's life and death.

Ge Fei fled overnight, not staying in Yue.

Gao Zheng had exhausted his heart teaching Ge Fei for so long, always keeping Ge Fei at Yinxiang Peak, even building an ideal for him, paving the way for him to become a legend of the human race, urging him to raise the banner of reforming Yue's new policy, telling him to take Yue as his future...

All was ruined by Wen Jingxiu's suspicion.

Wen Jingxiu was always unable to completely trust Ge Fei, and of course, Ge Fei himself was not entirely trustworthy.

But Gao Zheng could truly take Ge Fei as a disciple, giving him his all without reservation, while Wen Jingxiu could not truly take this mountain sea monster as his own junior brother.

When Ge Fei was muddled and foolish, simple-minded, he could still offer some warmth, comb his hair and wash his face for him. When Ge Fei's cruel nature returned, and the will of the mountain sea monster returned to his body, Wen Jingxiu, as the Emperor of Yue, could only treat this monster as a chess piece!

His suspicion and uncertainty towards the mountain sea monster doomed him to only use Ge Fei as a sword, without caring for Ge Fei's life or death.

But a wild beast like Ge Fei has an unusual perception of danger.

As soon as he detected something was wrong, he immediately fled far away.

So the phoenix grace simply fell to the side.

Today, Wen Jingxiu could only stand here and look at Li!

He knew Ge Fei was not the key to Huang Weizhen's return, but he didn't know that Ge Fei having meaning was simply by staying in Yue.

He was too smart, and yet too not smart.

He exhausted his heart and effort, not hesitating to pay everything, wanting to win more for Yue... yet he ruined Gao Zheng's scheme, and all his calculations amounted to nothing.

That mountain, officially called "Yunlai," and called "Hidden Prime Minister" by the people, seemed to carry a destined curse. Gao Zheng's life was spent moving forward in the darkness, making moves in desperate situations. And Gao Zheng's disciple also experienced similar despair.

Initially, that Ge Fei, his despair was his inability to bear the heavy burden of his family, seeing no possibility of reviving the ancient insect control technique, all his struggles drowning in the Mountain Sea Realm.

The Mountain Sea Monster that possessed Ge Fei, its despair was that no matter how much effort it put in, the result would never change, it could not escape the cage, and it could no longer distinguish truth from falsehood.

As for the senior brother, Wen Jingxiu, his despair was that no matter how much effort he put in, he could not break through the limits of his ability. He was clearly willing to sacrifice everything, yet the more he did, the more he was wrong!

"Today the Qiantang dike broke, perhaps it is the mountains and rivers sounding an alarm!"

Wen Jingxiu transferred from the Great Yue Imperial Palace, stepping directly to Qiantang. His dragon robe billowed high, acting as the Son of Heaven to intercept the tide. Yet he felt everything within the Qiantang River collapsing, felt the reduction of Yue's national power. He could not help but feel sorrow from his heart: "It is I who misgoverned the country!"

On the other side, Jia Kui of Bianliang had already mobilized the great array to protect the country, leading his army to suppress the scattered disasters in all directions, but suddenly stopped in place. He saw—

Above the flood, there was more flood.

The long river of history, surging above the great tide of Qiantang!

Chasing the waves within the long river of history was no longer strange for Jiang Wang.

Once in the Shenxiao world, he had also hidden in a red makeup mirror, tracing back the past to see the previous generation's great demon of the demon race, He Huating.

He also saw the true word stone tablet, touched the truth of history, and realized "the world originally had no people."

He knew the weight of history, understood the gravity of truth, and then stepped onto such waves, chasing that Ren Qiuli who entered heaven and earth.

A flash of light, a thousand ages passed in an instant.

Under the waves of time, noisy human voices rushed towards him.

Jiang Wang's gaze swept over, and he knew this was the capital of Yue, "Huiji."

Huiji at this time was not much different from Huiji in the year 3928 of the Dao Calendar.

What year was it tonight?

Ren Qiuli had disappeared without a trace after entering this era.

Jiang Wang absolutely did not compare any calculations with Heaven Machine True Person, but simply raised an eyebrow, and a statue of an immortal dragon reaching nine hundred *zhang* already rose into the sky.

Graceful and ethereal, making it hard for people to forget upon seeing it.

He parted his hand in the air, saying only one sentence: "I have come to kill people now, not involving the innocent. The upper and lower echelons of Yue can simply watch quietly—where is Heaven Machine!"

Earlier, Ren Qiuli had acted recklessly in the Qiantang River in the year 2531 of the Dao Calendar, completely disregarding Yue's own warning system, because she had the ability to sweep through Yue's history.

Now, Jiang Wang actually possessed such power.

After seeing Wen Zhong and Gao Zheng, there was no one left who could resist overlooking Yue's history.

This statue, as the "Intention Horse," meant that it transformed the immortal domain of seeing and hearing, combining the abilities of the ear immortal person and the eye immortal person. With one thought, ten thousand intentions were born, hanging high over Huiji, observing at will!

From this moment on, all corners of Yue, all sounds heard, all sights seen, all visual and auditory information, were under the control of this statue.

It was the immortal dragon of the human world, the master of seeing and hearing!

As long as Ren Qiuli had appeared in this era, it was impossible to erase her traces completely. As long as Ren Qiuli's traces were seen or heard by anyone at this moment in time, Ren Qiuli could not escape.

In Jiang Wang's Yuan God Sea, the immortal thought star river was also flickering. He did not give everything to the immortal dragon dharma image, but primarily observed this era himself, conveniently helping to analyze some information.

He heard such voices—

"Who is this person, so arrogant?"

"Quickly go invite Prime Minister Gao!"

"Prime Minister Gao is still in Fallen Immortal Forest and hasn't returned!"

Was this the era when Gao Zheng was still in office?

Jiang Wang saw such a scene—

The monarch and ministers of Yue were just in the palace urgently discussing matters! A group of people were anxious like ants circling around, some saying the immortal dragon might be a demon, some suggesting sending a message to Book Mountain, some saying it's better to quietly observe the changes... In short, they were quarreling into a mess.

That emperor sat on the dragon chair, without an idea for a long time. The Yue monarch at this time was not yet Wen Jingxiu.

At this time, Wen Jingxiu was still a fat boy. In his own bedroom, holding a wooden sword, practicing with a tiger's head and a tiger's mind, giggling and laughing, not even wiping the fine sweat from his forehead.

Jiang Wang's anger flared when he thought of these three words, Wen Jingxiu. With a movement of his immortal thought, he leaped over the imperial palace, pulling his thought, causing this little fatty to lose his balance and fall on his butt.

Unexpectedly, little Wen Jingxiu didn't make a sound. He patted his butt and climbed up to continue practicing. Despite his young age, he had a stubborn streak in his bones.

What year did Wen Jingxiu become emperor?

He should not have been young; he took the throne after his elder brother died. His age and his elder brother's also differed by a generation. The one sitting on the dragon chair now should be his grandfather?

Shuttling through the long river of history, other information seemed relatively easy to obtain. Only this era itself seemed not to be directly exposed in front of him. He always had to inevitably interact with people, leave traces, to accurately grasp it.

Perhaps it was because a specific time was originally the "most crucial" part of history.

Just at this moment, the immortal dragon dharma image suddenly turned its eyes in the high sky. Its eyes, bright like the starry sky, reflected the entire Yue. Under the oppression of seeing and hearing pushed to the limit, Ren Qiuli finally revealed her traces.

But it was not just one place.

A full forty-nine Heaven Machine virtual shadows, trailing starlight like ribbons, appeared everywhere in Yue, escaping in different directions. It was difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake, the virtual and the real were indistinguishable.

Jiang Wang suddenly withdrew his heart and soul, gazing into the distance with one eye—

"Roar!"

A demon ape dharma image of the same height, reaching nine hundred *zhang*, tore open the sky and descended to this place. Grasping a fist like a small mountain, it hammered down heavily.

The void rippled, and within the ripples, an unnamed fire was born.

The unnamed instantly became named, the flames dividing into three colors, dyeing all sides. Every single Heaven Machine virtual shadow was ignited! The brilliant flames that burned only chased the Heaven Machine and did not stain anything else, not harming a single thing or person in Yue.

Precisely with Samadhi seeking the truth!

Which was true and which was false, a burn would reveal.

Ren Qiuli was good and also a top-level True Person of her time, but from beginning to end, she had no intention of fighting Jiang Wang head-on. At this moment, forty-nine virtual shadows ran in chaos in all directions, dragging the Samadhi True Fire and frantically escaping.

Jiang Wang stood alone in a deserted small alley, holding his sword, his straight figure tense and powerful, like a fully drawn bow. He only waited for the moment when the water fell and the stone emerged, wanting to strike like lightning shattering the turbulent world.

At this moment, with one eye, he surveyed the horizon, the entire Yue was in his heart. From where he stood to those forty-nine points, each point had a line that must kill in one strike.

He had chased for too long, lost too much time, he determined that he and Ren Qiuli would decide life and death as long as they met face to face for an instant!

But just at this moment, from his elevated viewpoint, he discovered that the virtual shadows of Ren Qiuli, trailing flames and frantically escaping, composed a long string of Yue characters over the mountains and rivers of Yue—

Dao Calendar year 3729.

In the midst of chasing, he could not see the pattern, but when he jumped out of the chessboard, he saw it clearly.

Jiang Wang's gaze condensed.

This year in history...

Yue's famous Prime Minister, Gao Zheng, promoted the Fallen Immortal Alliance, thereby establishing his reputation as Yue's first prime minister for a thousand years!

Ren Qiuli absolutely did not panic and choose a road to escape here; this was a historical node she specially chose!

Why would she describe time at this moment?

Then in the next moment. The characters "Dao Calendar year 3729" gradually disappeared. As if an invisible small hammer was knocking them down one by one and shattering them.

The broken shadows of that time seemed to slowly and urgently regroup into four large characters, reflected over the mountains and rivers of Yue.

This time they were Dao characters, and they said—

Fallen Immortal Alliance!

The immortal dragon dharma image exhausted its seeing and hearing, and at the moment these four characters appeared, it saw a long scroll of mountain forests.

This was a painting scroll that could be called a miracle.

The outermost part was spread with death *qi*, soldier's evil rushed into the sky, with beacon fires everywhere.

The innermost part was withered with all things, ghost shadows were numerous, and seeing it meant great ominousness!

The most ominous place in the world, Fallen Immortal Forest, was reflected in this long scroll.

Jiang Wang had traveled south and north, killed in various realms, and could say he had experienced all kinds of dangers. But among the various absolute places in the present world, he had truly never been to Fallen Immortal Forest.

At this time, viewing the painting separately on the scroll, he only felt that the ominous intent almost leaped out of the painting.

He then saw many names appear successively on the long scroll—

Mentioning Chu, Nandou Hall, Dusk Drum Academy, Yue, Li, Xia, Blood River Sect, Sword Pavilion!

Various forces of the Southern Domain, signed their names and added their seals.

This was the alliance that Gao Zheng promoted through combining vertical and horizontal forces.

It was actually completed at this very moment!

It was actually borrowed by Ren Qiuli!

Long history, waves washed away. Some of the names on this list have gradually lost their influence in the Fallen Immortal Forest. Some names have even disappeared forever in time.

Many magnificent pasts, struggles that drew blood with a knife, then rose and fell between these names.

Forty-nine virtual shadows of Ren Qiuli, at this moment, simultaneously turned around, simultaneously formed a sword-shaped seal, reciting a prophecy: "Heaven does not lend the year, Dao does not borrow the lack. The year is not with me, fate should also end!"

This was also a sentence from the *Shou Nan Long Sheng Jing*, this was the Nandou ultimate longevity seal!

At the special historical node of Dao Calendar year 3729, borrowing the power of the "Time Mirror River Heaven Machine Array," and borrowing the power of the "Fallen Immortal Alliance Agreement," seven seven forty-nine seals pierced through time! One seal shuttled through time and space, producing a grand historical echo.

Faintly, there was also an echo from Dao Calendar year 2531—"Sit south and longevity, kneel north and die. Heaven's fate is born from above, fate dies like a fish dragon."

These echoes responded to each other, like waves chasing endlessly.

In the more southern part of Yue, where the Fallen Immortal Forest was located, there was also a faint call back—"South Pole longevity!"

*Hua la la*, the long river was vast.

That historical alliance, whose body was enshrined in the ancestral temple of Yue, and whose virtual image spread across the mountains and rivers of Yue, suddenly rolled up.

It rolled up all of Ren Qiuli's virtual shadows that were just forming seals, as well as Jiang Wang who was just focusing on this agreement, all rolled inside, disappearing without a trace.

Ren Qiuli had buried foreshadowing in the Fallen Immortal Forest in the year 3928 of the Dao Calendar, specifically to use at this moment, to pull Jiang Wang out of the confines of Yue through the historical "Fallen Immortal Alliance," from the long river of Yue's history, and jump into the long river of the Fallen Immortal Forest's history, making him lost forever.

This was the last calculation.

How many days can the heart, urgent from chasing, hold on? Read again at the end of the volume. There aren't many days left.