Water elemental became a god, ultimately becoming the master of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers

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"But why hasn't Nie Zheng returned yet, even after more than ten breaths have passed?"

His gaze swept across the chaotic fire scene with the speed of a hawk, then suddenly sharpened—

That old bastard Chen Shunan has disappeared too!

"Deserting in the face of battle? Very well, I was just wondering why I couldn't find anything wrong with you, and now you've handed me your weakness!"

Hong Junxian sneered inwardly. Taking advantage of the fact that Lin Shouzhuo and the other top-notch experts were not paying attention, he quickly found a water cart with more than half of the water left behind a high wall in the county government office.

Hong Junxian twitched his nostrils slightly and followed the faint scent lingering in the air, step by step, to the entrance of a dark alley.

A smirk played on his lips, a triumphant smile on his face. Suddenly, he tensed his legs and propelled himself into the alley at incredible speed.

Hong Junxian said sternly,

"Chen Shunan, how dare you—!!"

The words stopped abruptly.

Hong Junxian stared blankly at Chen Shunan, his five fingers curled inward, and stretched out his arm, slowly pulling a figure that looked like a puddle of mud and was barely breathing from the sunken ground.

Chen Shunan?
The person in his hand is... Nie Zheng?
In Hong Junxian's mind, Nie Zheng, who was high above everyone else and was only slightly weaker than Lu Jing, the leader of Wuqing County, was now like a piece of fish on a chopping board.

How can this be?

Why am I here?
Hong Junxian's lips trembled as he tried to say something, but all his strength seemed to have been drained away, and his body twitched strangely. He felt that the scene in front of him was extremely unreal.

Chen Shunan, carrying Nie Zheng, slowly raised his head, a hint of surprise appearing on his honest, wrinkled old face.

"How...did you find out?"

thump!
A crisp sound rang out, and dust flew up.

Hong Junxian immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, wailing loudly.

"Brother Chen...no, Senior Chen, this old man was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I didn't know you were a wanderer in the mortal world. Please, senior, don't hold it against me and spare my life! I...I'll do anything you want—money, a house, cultivation techniques—I'll give you anything you need, just please don't kill me! Please don't kill me!!!"

Hong Junxian trembled and dared not stop talking. At the same time, a foul odor emanated from under Hong Junxian's body.

A puddle of water slowly spread.

[Wish +20]

Chen Shunan looked at Hong Junxian and raised an eyebrow.

As people get older, they become more timid.

Hong Junxian was actually scared out of his wits by himself?

Hong Junxian had retired from criminal activities many years ago, but he had long since pledged allegiance to Zhao Guanghui and was now a trusted advisor to Zhao. He seemed to be highly trusted by Zhao.

Thinking of this, Chen Shunan suddenly had an idea.

"What do you wish for?"

Hong Junxian was taken aback: "Huh?"

In Hong Junxian's eyes, Chen Shunan's not particularly tall figure suddenly exuded an indescribable ancient aura.

Even Chen Shunan's voice became as cold as a god's, and he said in a low voice,

"Tell me your wish..."

……

In the county government office.

Thick smoke billowed like a black dragon soaring into the sky, filling the air with a pungent, acrid smell of burning flesh, the crackling of wood, and a horrifying odor of burning skin.

Several clerks and yamen runners who couldn't escape in time became figures in the flames, letting out mournful screams that were inhuman.

Why hasn't Lord Nie returned yet?

A member of the Chamber of Commerce swung his knife to deflect the incoming sparks, his voice filled with barely suppressed panic.

"We can't hold out any longer..."

"These bandits are too cunning!"

The local chamber of commerce members and gang leaders in Wuqing County were all in a bind at this moment, trying their best to stop Bai Manlou and his group.

Meanwhile, his gaze kept drifting towards the huge hole that Nie Zheng had smashed into the outer wall of the county government office, his eyes filled with anticipation.

These people are well aware of their own capabilities.

It's not that they were completely outmatched by the Guolu Society.

Rather, no one wanted to sacrifice themselves to help others and make a great contribution to the Wuqing Sticky Rod Office.

Everyone wants to win without taking any damage.

Bai Manlou and his group were naturally well aware of the thoughts of the people in front of them, and their attacks became even more fierce.

Although they were also puzzled as to why Nie Zheng never returned.

Is it a trap, or is there another unexpected turn of events?

However, time was of the essence. Although the strange black hat could steal breath and mimic form, it also had a time limit, at most about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Once the artifact fails, there will be no more cover for stealing.

Let alone retrieving my brother's body, even escaping Wuqing County alive today is a problem.

Moreover, I wonder how the battle is going with Fifth Master Hong...

Thinking of this, a resolute glint flashed in Bai Manlou's eyes. He bent down and picked up the longsword from the ground; the blade reflected the leaping firelight and emitted a low, clear sound.

Bai Manlou said in a deep voice.
"I have one more trump card, 'Sword Hearts United in Destruction,' which is enough to tear apart these people's alliance. Before that dog Nie returns, you all hurry up and leave. I'll cover your retreat!"

Zhou Yiyong snorted coldly, his tone unfriendly.
"Young man, don't think that just because you've caught up with me, Master Zhou, you can act all high and mighty. You may have your killer moves, but I'm no different."

The hand that touched the money didn't speak, because he had nothing to say.

The group's aura suddenly changed, and they launched a fierce attack together. Their swords flashed like lightning, their hammers shook the ground, and their finger strikes pierced the air!

The local martial artists, who were already harboring ulterior motives, were thrown into chaos. They screamed and retreated in all directions, suffering varying degrees of injury. Some of the cowardly ones began to try to escape to the outer edge of the sea of ​​fire.

However, a figure emerged from the chaos of the retreating battle, defying the odds. Hong Junxian, with a righteous expression, resolute eyes, and bristling hair and beard, charged forward with unwavering determination, his sword drawn.

His voice was like a booming bell, saying, "The rebels, cease your arrogance! I, Hong, have arrived!"

Many fleeing martial artists were shocked by this scene. Some looked ashamed, some secretly mocked his pedantry, some sneered at his bravado, and some even turned away, unable to bear witnessing Hong Junxian's fate.

"You old scoundrel, how dare you stop me?!"

Zhou Yiyong had just severely injured his opponent with a single blow, and was in high spirits and excited.

Upon seeing Hong Junxian make his move, he immediately leaped forward, his heart and lungs expanding and contracting, unleashing a torrent of blood and qi. His octagonal copper hammer, accompanied by a terrifying howl that seemed to tear through wind and fire, crashed down with overwhelming force!

The two exchanged blows quickly, their afterimages striking the ground and dust billowing up.

Hong Junxian groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew backward, smashing through several courtyard trees.

"Senior Hong, I'm here to help you!"

Suddenly, a figure dressed in a worn gray cotton robe darted past like a hawk and appeared behind Hong Junxian.

Chen Shunan stretched out his hands, his arms swiftly reaching out to catch Hong Junxian. The moment his feet touched the ground, the force penetrated into the earth from the soles of his feet.

With each step back, Chen Shunan's face turned a shade redder.

The sleeves of his clothes were torn to shreds, revealing his trembling, throbbing, and numb arms.
Rumble!
The two lost their balance and tumbled into a side hall that had not yet completely collapsed but was engulfed in flames and thick smoke!
"Hmph, the martial artists of the capital are nothing special!"

Zhou Yiyong snorted coldly.

However, this applies to both Hong Junxian and the second-rate martial artist who came to his aid later.

Despite their differing stances, Zhou Yiyong held them in higher regard.

A real man.

Nie Zheng had not yet shown up, and everyone had different thoughts. In addition, Hong Junxian, a veteran of the martial arts world, was seriously injured and his fate was unknown.

The remaining few had no more will to fight and retreated.

Seeing this, the Guolu gang members stopped their pursuit. As if walking through a sea of ​​fire, they swiftly leaped over the high wall and headed towards the market, disappearing in an instant.

……

Outside the county government office, flames soared into the sky, casting flickering light and shadow on everyone's faces.

"Where has Lord Nie gone?"

"We can't stop them, the Guolu Society members have escaped!"

"The Guolu Society has gained overwhelming momentum and its strength is terrifying. We are no match for them at all!"

A series of sharp sounds echoed.

Several top-tier experts were forced to retreat from the sea of ​​fire in a sorry state.

Outside the county government office, the yamen runners, martial arts practitioners, and gang members who had been rushing around putting out fires all stopped what they were doing, their faces showing horror, and they couldn't help but swallow hard.

The rebels of the Kuomintang are actually this powerful?

Even Lord Nie's fate is unknown?
Spirals of fire snaked along the pillars, leaped onto the roof, and greedily devoured everything flammable.

At this moment, the county government office seemed to have transformed into an abyss that could devour everything, chilling everyone to the bone.

"what's the situation?!"

With light makeup and a delicate face, Zhou Qing hurried over.

"Master Zhou."

"Senior Zhou."

Many of the bewildered Shui San'ers, upon seeing the newcomer, felt as if they had found their pillar of support, and their expressions immediately hardened as they respectfully bowed.

Compared to Lin Shouzhou, it was clear that in the eyes of these Shui San'er, Zhou Qing held a more important position and commanded greater authority.

Lin Shouzhuo swiftly and quickly pulled Sun Xiao and Cheng Bin behind him. Seeing Zhou Qing, he said solemnly,

"It seems something went wrong at the county government office. Nie Zheng... is in trouble!"

Has something happened to Nie Zheng?
Zhou Qing's face instantly filled with astonishment.

At this moment, many more top-tier martial artists arrived one after another. Zhou Qing glanced at them indifferently, then gave his old rival Yue Ting a cold look and said,
"Yue Ting, you seem to have plenty of free time, why don't you go in?"

Yue Ting stood with his arms crossed and smiled faintly, saying, "I am only ordered to guard the granary, and I have no duty to put out fires or kill thieves."

"Humph!"

Zhou Qing was about to say more when he noticed Lin Shouzhou's gloomy face and his eyes darting around as if he were trying his best to find something.

Zhou Qing frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lin Shouzhou's voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of anxiety: "Old Chen is missing."

Chen Shunan?
Zhou Qing was slightly taken aback.

Upon hearing this, Sun Xiao and Cheng Bin exchanged a glance and hesitated before speaking.
"Could it be that Old Chen sensed something was wrong and went back ahead of time?"

"Yeah, Old Chen is always good at avoiding trouble and he's the fastest to run away. He shouldn't be in any trouble, right?"

Lin Shouzhou let out a long breath, his gaze still fixed on the sea of ​​fire, and said, "I hope so."

"Someone's out! Someone's coming out! Come quick, come and get them!"

The county government gate had long since collapsed, and many people gathered on the street saw two figures walking quickly out of the sea of ​​fire.

"Senior Hong, hold me tight, I'll help you escape!"

Chen Shunan, half-supporting and half-carrying the seriously injured and unconscious Hong Junxian, walked quickly but steadily, breaking through the curtain of fire and returning to the street.

"It's Hong Junxian? He's still alive?"

"The one who helped him up was... Chen Shunan from the gravel well?"

"That's strange. Zhou Yiyong is a true master who has killed two traitors, yet Chen Shunan was able to neutralize his remaining force and save Hong Junxian? It's simply unbelievable..."

(End of this chapter)