When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

Chapter 514: The Sky Falls, Fighting Against the Gods

The rain was pouring down, so heavy that everything couldn't lift its head. Birds hid under the branches and cried. Under the tree, the two had already become drowned rats. The ground was bumpy and raindrops fell.

As time passed, the meaning of this rain seemed to have changed. The farmers in the rice fields in the distance were anxious. The green seedlings that poked their heads out were unbearable. The rain hit the tiles and the eaves leaked. The sound was dense and rapid. I thought it was just an ordinary heavy rain, but I was inexplicably panicked.

It was a summer drought. With this rain, the world should have been full of vitality, a prosperous and vibrant scene. When the rain just started, you could still hear children playing, chasing dragonflies and playing, and women shouting and cursing, which was interesting in the fields.

However, it was only a quarter of an hour. The world was full of rain, monotonous and boring, as if covering everything, and it was inexplicably annoying. The woman held the child and listened to the rain and thunder, full of worry.

Because the rain was too heavy, the rain splashed into the eaves and soaked the ground. The only two clothes of the poor people were soaked.

Stools, tables, and wardrobes were all swept by the wind and rain. There was no place to hide from the rain. They hugged each other pitifully. They had never seen such rain in the past ten years.

"The sky is falling, the sky is falling!"

An old man leaned on a cane, his eyes were already wet, his tears mixed with the rain, and his voice was also covered by the rain.

Ants on the ground were running around and drowned in small puddles. On this day, there was a heavy rain. Under the tree, Wang Ruyi ate the roast chicken. Because of the rain, her long hair was already soaked and drooped on her forehead. She swept the wet hair to the back, revealing her smooth forehead.

The mist scattered, and it also made her look more watery. There is a difference between a drowned chicken and a drowned phoenix. Just when she was proud of her good looks and didn't look embarrassed even though she was soaked, but added color, she found that the white clothes were even more chic.

Obviously, the rain that fell on him was no less than hers. But he seemed to be fine, his white clothes fluttering in the rain, and his long hair moving without wind.

Li Changxiao looked around, and after a while, he took a step forward. Wang Ruyi followed closely, without saying a word, but his heart knew. Perhaps the duel had already begun.

She didn't know whether she would win or lose, and she just walked forward. The heavy rain hit her, hitting her painfully, and there was also a hint of coldness. In this hot summer, she was shivering with coldness. Fortunately, Li Changxiao noticed it and handed her a sip of wine. After drinking it, her chest and abdomen felt warm, and the aroma of the wine evaporated little by little, forcing out the water vapor that had invaded her body.

"Has it started?" Wang Ruyi asked.

"It has already started." Li Changxiao replied lightly. He raised his eyes to the sky and earth, stretched his waist, and moved his muscles and bones. Sleeping too long, the bones are inevitably stiff.

This stretching movement suddenly made a clicking sound. He rubbed his wrists, as if preparing for a big fight. Wang Ruyi was both expectant and worried. She liked to see Li Changxiao showing off his power, but she knew it was not good. She had a deep entanglement with Tianji Dao, so she naturally had a glimpse of the situation of the immortals on the mountain. Before meeting Li Changxiao, she was gloating over his misfortune. Everyone in the world pursued longevity, but she felt that a hundred years was enough for the world.

After meeting Li Changxiao, she wanted to exclude him and hoped that he would be fine. She was selfish, but people always have similar intentions. Even though she was a mortal, she could not understand the methods of the immortals, and she could not see whether the previous things had consumed Li Changxiao. She could not even tell whether he had used his spiritual energy, but she inexplicably had confidence in him.

A thunder suddenly sounded in the flat ground, and lightning flashed, striking a big tree. Wang Ruyi was startled and felt the fierce malice hidden between heaven and earth.

"Where are they hiding?" Wang Ruyi asked. She needed to shout with all her might to squeeze out a thin sound from the dense rain.

Even if the two were five steps or even four steps apart, they could not hear each other clearly. Li Changxiao replied: "In the mountains and rivers."

Fighting...

But it is not just fighting. Sitting and talking, guessing moves, and deploying positions are all fighting. It's just that most cultivators are used to simple and rough duels, which are both superior and inferior, and life-and-death duels.

However, this fight is obviously very different from the previous ones.

This fight.

Li Changxiao, a cultivator at the peak of the Transformation Realm, and Wang Ruyi, a mortal emperor beside him, challenged Dayu up and down, east, west, south, north, and the four directions, the forehead dragon, the sky sword,... the twelve mountain gods, and countless small gods below.

In other words, this battle is about the world. The heavy rain lasted only three or two quarters of an hour. In the distance, there were landslides, boulders rolling down, and mud and rocks flowing.

The river water was boiling and rolling back to the shore. Natural disasters were everywhere. They had no effect on Li Changxiao, but they made the people suffer. The battle had begun. This move... explored the bottom.

The mountains and rivers of the world regarded the people as bargaining chips. The frequent natural disasters caused by the heavy rain depended on how Li Changxiao would deal with them. If he saved them, he would consume their spiritual energy. If he didn't save them, how would Wang Ruyi view it? What would happen to her emperor's heart?

This long-prepared killing game slowly unfolded a small corner.

The heavy rain was rapid, as if mixed with the sarcasm and ridicule of the gods of the mountains and rivers. The rows of trees bent down, like an old man laughing. Wang Ruyi cursed, but she was also worried. She thought that the battle was just a matter of life and death, but now it seems that she was naive.

She clenched her fists, and her sweat and rain mixed together. She was upset and restless because of the laughter between heaven and earth, mixed with wind and rain. She had never felt that the sound of rain was so noisy, thousands of times noisier than that of cicadas.

But the next moment, she felt quiet. The faint laughter stopped at this moment. Li Changxiao flicked his fingers lightly, and an invisible thread trembled.

The river level subsided, boulders fell into the huge pit, mud and rocks filled the gully, and the mighty natural disasters were strangled in the cradle before they were fully formed.

Since it was a battle, how could Li Changxiao not be prepared? He condensed his dream silk and hid it in various places, waiting for the mountains and rivers to find him and counter his moves. He had hidden his dream and had already noticed that the water vapor would gather and there would be a fierce rain.

So his spiritual consciousness swept the mountain, predicted the places where various natural disasters might appear in advance, and made countermeasures.

The laughter stopped abruptly, but only a moment later, it became more intense, and the mocking sound became even louder.

He made a move...

He made a move...

Since he made a move, it means that this person is easy to deal with, kind-hearted, concerned about the life and death of the foolish people, and can use the people as bargaining chips.

Such a person is much easier to deal with than those who are indifferent, selfish, and have clear goals.

Therefore, the fundamental purpose of this test is to see whether Li Changxiao will make a move.

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