Dreaming for 10,000 years

Chapter 414 Shattered

Yu Tian remained silent, yet the bone sword in his hand emitted a dazzling golden light, its blade trembling as it let out a clear, dragon-like roar. His eyes were like knives, his killing intent solidified, and two clusters of golden flames ignited in his pupils.

The River God's whiskers bristled, and though he appeared flustered, he showed no fear. He flipped his claws, and a beam of white light suddenly shot out from the depths of the river!
It was a dragon bone halberd that was pure white, with a dark blue water pattern wrapped around the tip, and the body of the halberd was actually made from the spine of a whole dragon!

"The highest good is like water!"

As the River God wielded his halberd, the flow of the entire river changed accordingly. The seemingly gentle waves concealed immense power, and each wave transformed into a sharp blade, swirling towards Yu Tian from all directions.

Water has no fixed shape, yet it can destroy mountains and split rocks!
"when--!!!"

The golden and blue lights collided in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar. The River God was horrified to discover that his divinely imbued halberd had been deflected by a single sword strike, and his dragon claws and tiger's mouth were numbed from the impact!
The aftershocks of the battle whipped up towering waves ten feet high on the river. Crowds watching from the banks screamed and scattered, and several anchored merchant ships were smashed to pieces by the giant waves.

The little bell stood high on the altar, her clothes fluttering in the strong wind. She gazed at Yu Tian in the eye of the storm, without a trace of worry in her eyes.

Because she knew Yu Tian was very strong. Now, she also had things to do.

Bending down to pick up the jewel-encrusted sacrificial knife, Xiao Lingdang lightly wiped the blade with her fingertips. The sharp blade immediately cut her skin, and beads of blood flowed along the exquisite patterns, staining the gemstones an eerie red.

"Yellow sleeves will mark this!" Her clear, cold voice echoed throughout the temple. "Those who surrender will not be killed."

Dozens of temple guards with yellow turbans tied to their left arms emerged from the shadows.

Some opened the prison to release the offerings, while others severed the key to the sacrificial array. Little Bell, holding a sacrificial knife, led the way; wherever the blade flashed, the stubbornly resisting priests fell one after another.

An obese priest knelt and begged for mercy: "I wish to convert to the cat god! I..."

"Cat God doesn't care." Little Bell's blade spun lightly, leaving a bloody gash on his face!
"But I care! This strike is for the girl you drowned last year."

The offerings that once knelt before the altar now wield butcher knives. The bluestone floor tiles of the River God Temple are gradually soaked with blood.

Downstream of the great river, above thick, dark clouds.

Lord Mi, a massive bear, sat crouched atop a cloud, his thick paws rubbing his chin. Beside him, the eagle owl flapped its wings incessantly, its bronze feathers bristling slightly in shock.

"He has become so strong." The eagle owl opened and closed its beak, finally managing to squeeze out this dry exclamation.

Although it had long anticipated that Yu Tian was extraordinary, it never expected to witness a mortal pointing his sword at a god.

The eagle owl looked down at its sharp claws and suddenly laughed self-deprecatingly: "Compared to him, I've wasted the last few centuries of my life."

Lord Mi's broad back twitched slightly. He looked towards the dilapidated cloud chariot in the distance, which was Lord Chu's mount.

I wonder what Chu Shanjun felt when he saw his ally being beaten so badly by a mere mortal.
“It’s not just you.” Mi Shanzhu’s voice was as deep as thunder: “Sometimes I feel his aura, and I also feel threatened.” His thick bear paws clawed in the air, as if he couldn’t find the right words.

On the river, Yu Tian's sword light once again tore through the water curtain, forcing the River God to retreat repeatedly. The dazzling golden light was reflected in the dark pupils of the Mi Mountain Lord, gleaming with a dangerous luster.

"That's just human nature," the Lord of Mi Mountain sighed, his exhaled breath condensing in the clouds. "Given just a little opportunity, a little time..."

He slowly closed and opened his bear paw again: "One day, will there still be a place for us gods to stand in this world?"

The eagle owl's eyes darted around, then it suddenly lowered its voice: "Old Blackie, why don't we—" It made a throat-slitting gesture, "take advantage of the moment." "Foolish." Lord Mi glanced at him, his rough voice carrying extraordinary wisdom: "You're getting senile too! What's the harm in killing him? There are millions of people in this world."

His short, stubby bear claws pointed into the distance. "Unless you can kill every mortal in the world."

The eagle owl fell silent. Rain slid down its feathers, splashing tiny droplets on the clouds. The problem was too heavy, so heavy that even an ancient creature like it, who had lived for hundreds of years, felt suffocated.

The battle in the distance continued. Yu Tian's sword light grew ever brighter, while the River God's roar carried a hint of panic. The bear and the bird watched the battle, experiencing it for the first time truly.

The tides of the times may be even more turbulent than the Nu River before us.

In the middle of the great river, the battle between Yu Tian and the River God had reached a fever pitch. Every clash of their weapons caused the entire river to tremble. Golden blood began to seep from the River God's dragon scales, and Yu Tian's sleeves were torn to shreds by the water blades.

"Who are you?" River God roared, swinging his halberd once more. "No mortal could possess such power!"

Yu Tian's response was an even more ferocious sword strike. With this sword, he intended to sever not only the life of the River God, but also the blood sacrifice tradition that had continued for hundreds of years!
Facing the sword light of the heavens, the River God looked up and let out a dragon's roar that shattered the clouds, his body radiating divine light. In the blinding blue light, his form began to twist and expand.

"Boom!"

The great river suddenly burst open with towering waves. A dragon hundreds of meters long burst out of the water, its hornless head ferocious and terrifying, its cyan-gold scales shimmering with a cold luster in the lightning.

Those with scales are called Jiaolong; those with wings are called Yinglong; those with horns are called Qiulong; and those without horns are called Chi. Because Chilong has no horns, the River God usually has a dragon's head and a human body, to show off the horns on his head!
He hates to reveal his true form because he knows that if he does, people will laugh at the horns on his head!
"die!"

The dragon opened its mouth and spewed out a bolt of lightning over ten feet in diameter! Wherever the lightning passed, the river water evaporated, the air distorted, and even space itself seemed to be torn apart.

Yu Tian neither dodged nor evaded; the bone sword suddenly erupted with golden light that pierced the sky. His arm muscles bulged as he raised the sword above his head—

"go with!"

The bone sword flew out of his hand, transforming into a golden meteor that tore a path through the lightning!

Wherever the sword passed, the lightning retreated, and finally, with a "plop," it pierced the dragon's neck, and the dragon's blood poured down like a waterfall!

Yu Tian moved with the speed of wind, seemingly stepping through the air. His right fist, radiating brilliant golden light, rapidly magnified in the terrified vertical pupils of the dragon.

"This punch!"

"boom!!!"

The first punch landed on the dragon's nose, and the dragon's huge head snapped back, its scales bursting open.

"For me!"

The second punch landed on his left eye, causing the dragon's eye to explode and blood mist to fill the air.

"This punch is for Little Bell!"

The third punch struck the lower jaw, shattering all of the dragon's sharp teeth, and the dragon's head caved in at a bizarre angle!
"This punch is for the countless innocent souls sacrificed!!!"

(End of this chapter)