Chapter 199: Chapter 96: Flood Drowns the City, Incense Becomes the Blade

Li Xuan said, "Sister Yuan, I might need to leave for a few days. During these days, if you see fish falling from the sky anywhere, immediately take people to hide in the tunnels and don’t come out easily."

His tone was serious, and Tian Yuan also became serious instantly, she responded with an "Okay".

Li Xuan quickly stood up and had his meal.

Today, he prepared enough incense.

Leaving home, out of the city, transforming into a rainbow...

When he arrived again in Cyan Wood Province, he found the streets already flooded with water everywhere.

Rapid waters rushed into houses, carrying various items in chaotic collisions. If someone fell into the water, there was an eight out of ten chance they’d be swept away and disappear.

In the water, besides carnivorous fish, Li Xuan could feel the presence of demonic qi.

He followed the qi, focused his gaze, and indeed saw a familiar demonic figure ———— the "Tier One Demon" Zhu Po Long.

The carnivorous fish were eating people, and Zhu Po Long was also eating people...

Li Xuan stepped forward and directly crushed Zhu Po Long.

Demon Points increased by 1 point, becoming 45 points;

The [Black Mountain Tuo]’s demonic blood also increased constitution from 22 points to 24 points.

After finishing these, Li Xuan hurriedly climbed up Guangye Mountain.

...

Once on the mountain, he saw throngs of people’s heads.

For some reason, the mountaintop was now crowded with many refugees.

"My home... my home..." someone was crying.

"Thanks to the monks of Xinci Temple, if it weren’t for them, we wouldn’t have escaped." someone expressed gratitude.

"Jing Miao Abbot told us to pray together for blessings, to pray for the rain to stop, right in front, everyone quickly go get incense." someone said.

Li Xuan listened silently.

He quickly understood.

This time, the villains from the Esoteric Sect and Yu Sect actually did a good deed.

To fulfill the Buddha’s incense task and to earn the people’s faith here, they actually went down the mountain to escort a large group of people up the mountain, and... went early.

This resulted in not many people actually drowning in the city.

Those who really died, mostly were bitten and killed by carnivorous fish.

He quickly walked into Xinci Temple.

Along the way, fish were still falling in mid-air, while gathered disciples from the Esoteric Sect and remnants of the Yu Sect were fighting against those fish.

Li Xuan was particularly curious about where the Prime Minister was.

And why, he hadn’t seen a single cavalryman or Secret Martial Artist?

Had all those armies and powers been mobilized to deal with demons?

Where were the demons?

These days, he actually knew more or less.

Various subtle changes all hinted: The demons’ whereabouts were at the Qing River estuary.

Then... the Prime Minister and Third Brother were also near the estuary?

Li Xuan pondered, but he had already arrived at the main hall of Xinci Temple.

In the hall, Jing Miao wore a colorful robe, praying the Buddhist scriptures, worshipping the Great Buddha.

While the courtyard was densely packed with people.

Outside the courtyard, even more, there were countless heads at a glance.

Facts prove, in real despair, if there’s even a single straw to grasp, one will absolutely hold tight.

Even if this straw is an illusory deity.

The accumulating incense smoke gradually rose, became streams, rivers, lakes...

Li Xuan silently came behind the Buddha statue.

Sherijura and others saw the Buddha had come, hurriedly went to pray too. They initially weren’t concerned, but a day’s time completely changed their views.

They saw ocean fish traveling the sky, saw Tier One demons diving, saw cities submerged, saw all kinds... Knew this natural disaster was beyond their resistance, knew behind this calamity, indeed there was a great demon.

The Buddha’s words were not false.

Buzzing Sanskrit, among millions of incense smoke.

Li Xuan took a deep breath.

The next instant, dazzling golden light emerged behind him.

The incense that originally dispersed in the rain suddenly didn’t easily dissipate, even as torrential rain crazily fell, collided, still stabilized, undulating gently, like bands of golden silk, accumulating a vast ocean of incense vapor covering Guangye Mountain.

The number of praying people today and their sincerity surpassed that ever enjoyed by the Headless Buddha.

Li Xuan’s back connected with the "Incense Fire Divine Realm", he only felt infinite power surging forth.

It’s not his power; it’s the power flowing from the "Incense Fire Divine Realm".

But now, this power could be used by him.

He sharply turned his head to look southeast.

...

Rumble!

Boom boom boom!!

Deep ocean currents split ink-black, a fierce Black Mountain Tuo surfaced like an island, its body’s bulges like crocodile eggs, quickly birthing Zhu Po Long.

After these Zhu Po Long crawled out, they swam into the sea, heading northwest to the land.

The Black Tuo’s tail lash, giant waves soared, demon techniques emerged, summoning wind and rain, most of the near-sea area of the East Sea was lifted, like a waterfall cascading three thousand feet, upon reaching the sky, then transformed into rainclouds, carrying swarms of fish swimming...

And somehow, those fish moved by its demon technique rapidly mutated, fangs became sharp, bodies covered in armor.

On the northwest coast.

The Great Yin army carried many ice crystal weapons, aligning to confront those Zhu Po Long rapidly crawling ashore.

Secret Martial Artists nearby drew their swords, moving between the armies.

Yet even so, the army was quickly suffering losses.

In the distance, on a hilltop, a white-haired yet youthful-faced man sat motionless, calmly watching this scene.

Beside him were many Secret Martial Artists.

This man was Great Yin’s Prime Minister Yan Fujing.

He debilitated the Sovereign, manipulated turbulence, indulged in beauty, had many flaws, but when things happened, he truly showed up.

Right now, he sat here.

However, akin to a game reaching the end phase, it was now the final moves.

He calmly observed around, directing his carefully nurtured subordinates to fill voids without emotion.

Behind him, was a masked man in a black robe.

That was Yan Fangbai.

The black robe fluttered fiercely.

The storm abruptly rose.

The savage eyes of the Black Tuo stared at the ants before it.

And Li Xuan was also watching it.

Above Guangye Mountain in Cyan Wood Province, incense vapor spread, tearing open the bright world.

Millions of province citizens, Esoteric Sect’s remnant, Yu Sect’s remnants, sincerely praying here.

This prayer, was a knife.

Li Xuan borrowed the knife.