Chapter 683 The World

The old Taoist held his tea, this time it really was tea, and calmly drank it.

Wei Yuan looked at the sky. The river in the sky was surging and flowing, representing the accumulation of Gonggong's power. Gonggong had a grand and upright character, but unfortunately, Gonggong was not a grand and upright fool.

He would never allow Wei Yuan to delay forever.

Or to always delay. In his eyes, it would be a cowardly retreat from battle.

It would attract Gonggong, the water god, to retaliate and attack to the greatest extent. The terrifying energy, enough to tear the continent apart with a single blow, made Wei Yuan look at the human world. His right hand held his sword, and his heart was not as calm as his face. After Gonggong invited him to battle, the water system of the human world had already begun to riot.

‘The warring parties are not going to line up and wait until you are ready.’

Wei Yuan once again clearly recognized this point.

"Now, what will humanity do..."

The old Taoist's voice was serene: "Conflicts have erupted, suddenly and unexpectedly, and everyone is evacuating."

"Everyone is evacuating..."

Wei Yuan looked towards the human world. From the heights of Longhu Mountain, he could see turbulent waves, like angry dragons intertwined. The water god had invited him to battle, and the world's water veins had responded. Jue was leading the mountain gods and water gods to do their best to resist Gonggong's control over the water system.

However, there would still be omissions.

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Zhurong Project - Forging Area.

The huge blessed land had long been completely transformed into a forging area capable of accommodating mythological authorities and particle flow acceleration devices exceeding thirty kilometers. Through layers of devices, one could see the long sword that had been reshaped under nebula-bursting temperatures.

The sword body was thick and the edge sharp.

At the same time, more than seventeen well-known divine weapons from major mythologies around the world, as well as the treasures of the water god Gonggong, were melted down. With the modern human's relentless efforts, this sword was reforged, but the final spiritual patterns could not be completed.

The highest temperature observed in the universe was used, and the jade brush used to complete the spiritual symbols had already turned into gas. A group of scientific researchers stared at the sword, their faces silent. A kind of sad and suppressed atmosphere covered this place.

Until a young scientist exhaled and said, "There is still a way."

"There is still a way."

Everyone looked at him: "What..."

"The probe vehicle completed based on that mythological authority is enough to withstand such high temperatures." The shy and introverted Tang Hongzhe stretched out his finger: "The last stroke of the spiritual pattern will be completed by a human. I'll do it..."

"Are you crazy?!"

The young man who had been at odds with him since university grabbed his collar and roared:

"You're using that mythological authority to depict the spiritual patterns. The moment you finish carving, if the core power of that mythological authority is consumed too much and there's no way to resist that temperature, in a breath, or even less than 0.001 microseconds, you will be burned into ashes, soul and all!"

"I'm not crazy."

"This is the only chance..."

Tang Hongzhe looked at his teacher, the old man in the wheelchair: "A duel initiated by a human against a god will inevitably be accompanied by bloodshed. If it has to be done, then teacher, please give this glorious opportunity to your student."

"When it comes to benevolence, one should not yield to their teacher."

In the silence, the old man nodded. Tang Hongzhe straightened his back and raised his hand in a military salute: "Tang Hongzhe will complete the final task..."

Accompanied by a silent sound, he turned and strode out.

Reaching out, he took out a photo from his pocket, a picture of his child and wife. It was a photo from when he had promised to take his daughter on the Ferris wheel. He said nothing, and finally put down his phone and photo, and put on the protective suit covered in spiritual patterns.

He sat in the latest completed science-side research vessel.

Holding the power of the gods in both hands, his black pupils reflected the sun-like high temperature, reflecting the sword that radiated light. Then he stretched out his hand, grasped the steering wheel of the probe vehicle, and the core of the sun god was reignited under the will of a mortal.

The spiritual patterns on his body began to light up, and his palms felt severe pain.

His eyes were calm and resolute. At the end of the Zhurong Project, when both the transcendent and technology had lost their effectiveness.

The final step was completed in the most primitive way.

‘Nuan Nuan… Daddy will create a new future for you…’

Water God Gonggong, your opponent.

The mechanically constructed probe vehicle roared like an angry dragon.

Human, Tang Hongzhe!

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"Now, students, please don't panic. Leave the school in an orderly manner."

"Now, students, please don't panic. Leave the school in an orderly manner."

The school's broadcast sounded. Tang Nuan Nuan raised her head and saw the turbulent waves outside. The tributaries of the water system had already begun to run wild. The last blow of the god who propped up the sky, Zhong, had broken all the earth and water veins. In other words, the groundwater that had been broken from its original basin was filling every area of China.

She called her mother.

In the special operations team's communication room, the woman looked at the dense communication connections that appeared before her and answered her daughter's call:

"Nuan Nuan, how are you now?"

"Don't be afraid, don't worry, everything will be fine. Mom will go..." She looked at the human world information deployment on the screen in front of her, her voice paused, and then she softly said, "Go home now, no, go to the nearest community now, and then stay under the formation. I'm sorry, Mom has something to do."

"Wait a while, I'll definitely go back to find you later."

"Okay, it's okay, Mom, you go ahead and do your work."

Tang Nuan Nuan said obediently and sensibly, "Nuan Nuan can take care of herself."

"Okay."

The little girl, Tang Nuan Nuan, put away her phone, raised her head, and saw that many of her classmates' parents had come to pick them up. These people had panicked expressions on their faces, and a sigh of relief after seeing their children. In the midst of the chaos, Tang Nuan Nuan packed her schoolbag and followed the crowd out.

Fish were swimming in the river in the sky.

The human world had carried out prior drills, so it was still relatively orderly. On both sides were the sounds of horns, and in the sky was the flow of the water of the gods. The little girl closed her eyes and walked in the crowd. The bricks on the ground were black and white. Tang Nuan Nuan told herself in her heart.

Well, you must walk on this line and step on the white bricks.

Even if her father was not there and her mother did not come to pick her up.

She still hopped forward.

My mom and dad are protecting you.

She once answered the classmates who teased her like this, raising her head like a proud little duck, not afraid at all. She remembered that big brother who could eat so much. She wondered where he was now and whether he could still eat a lot of things.

"Little girl, why are you here alone?"

A gentle voice came. Tang Nuan Nuan raised her head and saw a young man of about twenty-seven or eight next to her. He looked very ordinary, but he was carrying a sword. She replied, "My dad is at work, and my mom is also busy, so I have to go home alone."

Zhang Hao's expression softened and he said, "So, what are you doing?"

Tang Nuan Nuan lowered her head and looked at the bricks under her feet and said, "A big adventure!"

"Is it a big adventure?"

Zhang Hao smiled and said, "Then, can I ask big brother to join too?"

"I'll take you to the nearest formation area."

Tang Nuan Nuan's eyes lit up.

In front was a traffic light. The little girl jumped over two black bricks with effort.

She stood firmly on the white brick.

A cute smile appeared on her face. Then, suddenly, the ground in front of her cracked.

The turbulent underground water system broke through the ground under enormous pressure. Because of human activity, the surge of the underground water system was much easier than before. Zhang Hao's expression solidified. He suddenly raised his head and saw the traffic and exclamations at the intersection. The human race had not anticipated the final cruel blow of the god who propped up the sky.

"Be careful!!"

Zhang Hao shouted angrily, holding the Taiji with his right hand. Tang Nuan Nuan was directly sent to a safe place by a gentle force. The Taoist stepped forward, rushing into the traffic as if unafraid of death. His feet stepped on the ground, dividing the two Yins. The direct lineage of the Taoist sect, the dragon and tiger's dual Qi flowed.

Accompanied by the roar of dragons and tigers, the cracked water veins were suppressed.

Zhang Hao divided the Taiji with both hands, separating the two panicked streams of traffic and avoiding a tragic scene.

His limbs and veins all suffered enormous impact, and his heart ached.

But he gritted his teeth and forcibly endured it.

He breathed a sigh of relief, but when he raised his head, his pupils shrank. Tang Nuan Nuan, who had been sent to a safe area, was in a daze. The construction site of a building collapsed, and the crane hook hanging high smashed down with incredible gravitational potential energy. It was hit by the turbulence of the water flow and crashed into a building, and then smashed down heavily.

"Run!!!"

Zhang Hao forcibly mobilized his Qi, but his face suddenly changed and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Suppressing the earth veins and water flow, separating the traffic, and saving hundreds of people, his internal organs had already been severely injured.

He watched helplessly as the little girl was smashed down.

Tang Nuan Nuan raised her head and stared blankly as the huge thing smashed down fiercely. It was not a speed that a child could react to at all. Many things flashed in her eyes: her classmates, her mom and dad, and that big brother. He said he would come back and take her out to play again.

‘When I come back, I’ll take you to even more fun places…’

The steel crashed down.

In the rumbling sound.

Fresh blood spurted out, leaving cruel traces on the ground.

Zhang Hao raised his head, his eyes suddenly solidified.

The steel had not completely smashed down. A figure, like a rock, resisted the falling weight. Blood flowed continuously. Tang Nuan Nuan seemed to be frightened, and then a thick voice asked, "Little benefactor, are you injured..."

"No, no..."

Tang Nuan Nuan saw that it was an old monk, smiling and nodding. She saw him spread his arms to block the weight, and blood kept flowing down, gathering into a pool on the ground. Zhang Hao ran over, covering his chest, and recognized the other party: "...Kuru."

It was the Tiantai Sect Buddhist who had once gone to Longhu Mountain to challenge during the Buddhist-Taoist conflict.

Then Yuanjue abolished his cultivation.

The old man raised his head, pushed the steel weight away and placed it on the ground. The monk's robe on his body had already been stained red with blood. He fell helplessly to the ground. Tang Nuan Nuan was frightened by this terrifying injury and reached out to press on the monk's wound, her eyes reddened. The old monk reached out and touched the child's head, smiling and said, "Don't be afraid, don't cry, don't cry."

"Who in the world will not die? No one in the world will not die."

Tang Nuan Nuan cried even louder.

The water veins surged, and storms swept everywhere, turning into torrential rain. The old monk put his hands together. His body was already old, and because his cultivation had been abolished, he had forcibly saved people and been hit by the tons of weight falling from a high altitude. His breath was weak, and his vitality was about to disappear.

Kuru barely sat cross-legged on the ground, put his hands together, bowed slightly to Zhang Hao, and said softly:

"Amitabha..."

"Buddhist disciples, come to help, and hope to be of some help."

His voice was gentle.

In the rain, a figure lifted the ancient bamboo hat, a gray monk's robe, and a slanting steel staff. They walked in calmly, broke through the wind and rain, and then suppressed the seal of the water veins, with the steel staff in their hands smashing on the ground. There were golden patterns on it, which were the golden bodies of successive Buddhist true cultivators ground into powder.

"There is no Pure Land Sect anymore..."

Kuru finally closed his eyes.

Shenzhou - Buddhist Pure Land Sect, the formation unfolded.

"The mortal world is a sea of ​​bitterness."

"There is no going and no returning."

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From the shores of the East Sea, Gonggong saw the changes in the entire Shenzhou, but the only thing that silenced him was that in this land, the first to respond this time were not those legendary heroes and heroes.

On Longhu Mountain, Wei Yuan got up and looked at Zhang Ruosu and said, "Are we still waiting?"

Zhang Ruosu reached out and pressed Wei Yuan's shoulder.

The Pure Land Sect's Kuru died for a girl he didn't know. The Buddhist sect went down the mountain, using the relics of successive ancestral golden bodies as an array, forcibly suppressing and resisting the collapsing water flows everywhere. In this disaster, the main force was finally the human race.

Tang Hongzhe's eyes were bright, and the probe vehicle entered the sun-like flame core.

He began to complete the final sword forging.

In the rain, Zhang Hao ran quickly, holding the child, with blood on the corner of his mouth.

The Buddhist disciples glared at the water veins in front of them and chanted Buddhist scriptures in their mouths.

The ordinary duty staff members of the disaster relief gritted their teeth, the water veins surged, and there was torrential rain everywhere.

Cars with special symbols were diverted from all directions, the wheels spinning in the rain, making roaring sounds, and the car lights illuminated the rain and fog in front of them. Looking down from the sky, it was as if sharp swords pierced the haze brought by the gods and gathered towards the front.

All the variables were finally crossed by a flame in the sky. On Longhu Mountain, there was a sudden exclamation. Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu suddenly raised their heads and saw a figure staggering in. It was a ferocious beast. It did not know how many battles it had experienced. It had broken a foot.

Its right arm was broken from the root, and its left hand was broken at the wrist.

Its pupils had lost focus.

It bit an ancient cauldron in its mouth and fell heavily to the ground. Then, with its broken wrist, it raised the cauldron covered in blood and filth and used all its strength to say hoarsely, "The gold and iron of the Nine Provinces are here!"

He kowtowed heavily:

"Jinyun Clan!"

"Coming as promised!"

ps: Today's second update... four thousand words, thank you to the Cool Snake Alliance Leader, thank you~

Well, the Gonggong chapter is not the final battle, but there is no future if this battle is not won.