Big Moon Ballad

Chapter 2578 Water God

Li Ji froze as if he had been acupunctured.

Just as he was standing still, a thin figure walked into the battlefield not far away.

Li Ji was stunned again when he saw the figure in green sacrificial robes.

The other person was the one he had expected but the one he least wanted to see.

"Eastern State Master?"

Ji Jiashu was surprised again and looked at Li Ji instinctively.

Li Ji's face was grim and his tense body sat upright in the car, like a stone statue.

"Hey, Azure Dragon God's Son," White Tiger God glanced at Dongfang Yi who was walking into the battle barrier, "Why do you have that expression? Isn't that your God's Son?"

In name, Dongfang Yi is still the adoptive father of Li Ji's body.

Li Ji stared expressionlessly at Dongfang Yi who walked in front of Ying Baoyue, "He attended the rank ceremony without informing me."

"I'm afraid you didn't notify anyone when you revived?"

The White Tiger God laughed, "Has his realm recovered? If you don't help him, he won't have the confidence to be a match for Ying Baoyue, right?"

"He doesn't even have a sword."

Ji Jiashu was stunned, and then he realized that Dongfang Yi, who walked in front of Ying Baoyue, had nothing on his waist and really did not bring a sword.

"Master Dongfang."

Ying Baoyue looked at the old man with white hair and beard who walked up to him, feeling puzzled.

After Murong Yin challenged her, she more or less guessed that the other remaining Sons of God would challenge her this time.

But she didn't expect Dongfang Yi to come in empty-handed.

"Your sword..."

"I gave my sword to the most suitable master many years ago," Dongfang Yi smiled, his white beard fluttering in the wind. "Whether I can fight with you depends on whether the great god agrees."

Ying Baoyue was startled, then came to his senses and looked in the direction of the carriage in the distance.

"That sword is..."

Ji Jiashu also reacted and his eyes fell on the Juque sword at Li Ji's waist.

"Hey, someone is calling you."

White Tiger God put his hands in his pockets, "What do you want?"

Li Ji had a blank expression on his face. "He can borrow swords from others. There are plenty of people around."

Even if the original sword was lost, it was impossible for a national master to not be able to find the sword.

"But this is the sword that can truly bring out his strength," the White Tiger God tapped Juque with his chin, "It's a sword used exclusively by water magicians."

"Baoyue doesn't have a sword specifically for water magicians either," Li Ji said calmly, "She picked up an old sword and used it for more than half a year."

"It's meaningless when you say that," White Tiger God snorted, "Since this is a trial tailor-made for her, if the opponent cannot exert her full strength, then this trial will be in vain."

"Don't forget, she was a water mage in her life. Your son of God is kind enough to help her practice sword skills, why are you throwing a tantrum here?"

Li Ji clenched his hands on his knees tighter and the veins on the back of his hands popped out.

Ji Jiashu became uneasy, "Zhaohua..."

The White Tiger God snorted coldly, saying bluntly, "Back then, you were willing to pay any price to defeat the evil god, and you were willing to sacrifice everything, including yourself."

"How did you become like this after reincarnation? If you can't be ruthless, don't be the leader of the four spirits of heaven!"

"With your current state and your weird appearance, you are not worthy of being the leader of all gods!"

With a snap, the wooden seat under the White Tiger God shattered into pieces, and a big hole appeared in the wall of the carriage in an instant.

Ji Jiashu was startled, but the next moment the young man in white was suspended in the air in his original position, sitting cross-legged on the wind vortex, seemingly unaffected.

"Even if I am not the chief of the gods, the position of savior is not yours."

Li Ji glanced at the young man in white, and for the first time, Ji Jiashu saw a disdainful look on his face.

"The white dog is my destined opponent, not yours." The young man in white who was sitting cross-legged in the air had no anger on his face, but just looked deeply into Li Ji's eyes.

"You're still the same."

Back then, the Four Heavenly Spirits all had the ability to perish together with the evil god, but Azure Dragon took the initiative to choose to bear it all without even consulting any of them.

As the Big Brother, whether he is a human or a god, he makes God speechless.

"So you still feel sorry for her."

The Azure Dragon God was willing to sacrifice himself to seal the evil god, but he could not bear to let Ying Baoyue carry the hopes of the entire cultivation world to become the savior of the practitioners.

"I didn't understand why you fell in love with such a little girl before," the young man in white sighed, "Now I understand a little bit."

In a sense, this is also a kind of sympathy for one's own kind.

"I will be the savior," Li Ji looked solemnly in the direction of Ying Baoyue, "Her current strength is enough."

There is no need for Ying Baoyue to master the abilities of other sons of gods.

She never lived past the age of twenty in both of her lives combined.

Why is it her?

Why should she endure so much?

"That's just your conceit," White Tiger God lowered his gaze, "Do you think A Yin doesn't feel sorry for her?"

"The person who planned all this will not let her go. You have been set up by someone. Do you still think you can protect her forever?"

"If she doesn't want to fight, she can just leave this place. Why are you worrying about her?"

Li Ji's pupils contracted violently.

The cold wind blew in through the holes in the carriage. Ji Jiashu felt extremely heavy-hearted as he listened to the conversation between the two gods.

"Zhaohua," he suddenly said, "Baoyue is watching here."

Li Ji was stunned.

Ji Jiashu sat upright in the carriage, "Baoyue is waiting."

As the battle progressed, he finally understood the purpose of his father's holding of this ranking ceremony.

No, maybe he hasn't figured out the meaning hidden deep inside, but he chooses to believe in Ying Baoyue's choice.

Li Ji raised his head as if suddenly awakened.

He had his back to the window, and the next moment a beam of light broke through the window.

With a click, a sharp sword broke through the air and stabbed in front of Dongfang Yi.

The onlookers screamed.

"This is... Juque?"

Dongfang Yi looked at the sword with her eyes wide open and slightly red.

He stretched out his hand tremblingly, half-knelt down and grasped the hilt of the Juque sword.

The next moment a faint green light emanated from his body, and unimaginable pressure rose from him.

Ying Baoyue took three steps back and looked at the old man who stood up in front of him with a sword in his hand.

At this moment, Dongfang Yi no longer had the same aura as before. Ying Baoyue knew that his declining state had been restored.

The Dongfang Yi in front of him has returned to his previous appearance as the strongest water mage.

“I’m sorry to have embarrassed the King of Former Qin,” Dongfang Yi pointed his sword at Ying Baoyue, “I’ve been delayed for many years. I don’t know if I can still be as skilled as I used to be.”

Retreating from the realm itself is also a kind of training for practitioners. When Ying Baoyue saw the other party's eyes, he knew that the other party was no longer the Dongfang Yi from the last rank battle.

The man in front of him was the foster father of Azure Dragon God for eight years.

"Master Dongfang is too modest," Ying Baoyue sheathed the Red Lotus Sword. This sword was not suitable for this battle.

Just as she grasped the hilt of the Sunset Sword, a call suddenly came from her ears.

"Junior sister, wait a moment."