Cut off my way home? You'll sacrifice the entire other world in return!

A violent storm raged along the coast of the East China Sea, with torrential rain, lightning, and thunder.

This is the sacred land of the dragon race, and the abode of Yinglong, the ancestor of all dragons.

A small black gecko was lying on the beach.

It was the Dragon Demon.

He looks terrible now; one of his horns is broken off, and his tail is bald, with his once majestic scales scattered and broken off.

"roar...……"

The dragon demon let out a weak roar at the sea.

"Who's yelling like that?"

A majestic voice came from the clouds.

Immediately afterwards, a giant golden dragon with wings on its back and a body spanning thousands of miles descended from the sky.

Yinglong stared at the little gecko on the ground with a hint of disdain in his golden dragon eyes.

"Where did this bastard come from?"

"He has the aura of dragons, the aura of demons, and a... Western lizard scent."

"nondescript."

The dragon demon was enraged.

Although he is now down on his luck, he was once the strongest creature on land, sea and air!

"I am the Abyss Dragon!"

The dragon demon struggled to its feet, and although it was only the size of a palm, its imposing aura remained undiminished.

"You're the bastard! Your whole family are bastards!"

"Oh?"

Yinglong laughed, and his dragon whiskers twitched.

"She certainly has quite a temper."

"It's a pity that the bloodline is too impure."

"Would you like to take a shower?"

"wash?"

The dragon demon was stunned for a moment.

"I'll give you a chance out of respect for that old landowner."

Yinglong pointed to the turbulent sea ahead.

A stone gate appears and disappears on the sea.

Longmen.

"jump over."

"If you jump over it, I'll help you rebuild your dragon body and turn you into a true divine dragon."

"If you can't jump over it, you'll drown in the sea and feed the fish."

"Dare you?"

The Dragon Demon looked at the Dragon Gate.

The surrounding area was filled with raging lightning, each bolt as thick as a water bucket.

He wasn't afraid if he was at his peak.

But now he...

"What is there to be afraid of!"

The dragon demon gritted its teeth.

"I'm not even afraid of death, why would I be afraid of taking a bath?"

He leaped into the sea.

"boom!"

A giant wave slammed him into the water.

But he didn't back down.

He rolled and tumbled in the waves, swimming upstream.

"Snap!"

A bolt of lightning struck him.

The skin was torn open and the flesh was ripped open.

But he felt that as the lightning washed over him, the disordered blood in his body was being gradually removed.

All that remains are the purest demonic energy and dragon energy.

"roar!!!"

The dragon demon let out a roar that was both painful and pleasurable.

His body began to grow.

From gecko to snake, from snake to jiao, from jiao to dragon.

Finally, he broke through the sea.

He charged headlong into the Dragon Gate amidst the raging lightning.

"Open it for me!"

"Buzz"

A magnificent golden light shone forth.

The dragon demon crossed the Dragon Gate.

His body underwent a qualitative change.

The black scales became denser, with golden divine patterns flowing across them.

The broken corners grew back, and now there are two of them.

A pair of black wings, combining the features of an Yinglong, sprouted from its back.

A true divine dragon is born.

Yinglong nodded in satisfaction as he watched this scene.

"good."

"It's starting to look promising."

"From now on, don't call yourself a bastard; just mention my name when you go out."

…………

On the Road to the Underworld, there is no sunshine, only the ever-blooming spider lilies.

A cloud of black mist was drifting through the sea of ​​flowers.

He was confused.

As the master of death, he always believed that death was the end.

But here he saw something different.

Those dead souls did not disappear.

Instead, they flowed along the Yellow Springs waters to distant places, and there... they were reborn.

Why?

Hades muttered to himself.

"Why bring them back to life?"

"Shouldn't death be eternal peace?"

"Because death is for the sake of life."

A gentle voice sounded behind him.

Hades turns his head.

I saw an old woman dressed in coarse cloth, holding a bowl of soup in her hand.

"Who are you?"

Hades asked warily.

"I am the roadkeeper here."

Meng Po smiled and handed the bowl to the King of the Underworld.

Would you like a bowl of soup?

Hades shook his head.

"I won't drink it."

"I want to know what real death is."

"Real death?"

Meng Po looked at the Reincarnation Platform in the distance.

There is no true death.

Everything is in a cycle.

"Flowers will bloom again after they wither, and leaves will return to their roots after they fall."

"Your obsession with killing and endings is a trivial path."

"The true path is reincarnation."

"Only by mastering reincarnation can you master life and death."

"It's not just about taking away life, it's about giving life."

Hades was stunned.

To give life?

He had never thought about this question.

All he knows is turning people into skeletons.

"Give it a try."

Meng Po pointed to a withered spider lily by the roadside.

"Use your death energy to revive it."

"How is this possible?"

Hades thought this was a joke.

Death energy can only kill, how can it save people?

Hades tentatively extended a wisp of black mist and wrapped it around the withered flower.

In the past, this flower would have turned to ash instantly.

But then he remembered what Meng Po had said.

"Death is the beginning of life..."

"Things will inevitably turn into their opposites when they reach an extreme..."

He tried to reverse the way the death energy operated.

It is no longer about plundering, but about giving.

A miracle happened.

That withered flower actually absorbed the death energy and regained its vitality.

It just turned into a black spider lily.

Even more alluring.

"I...did I do it?"

Hades looked at his misty hands.

He got it.

From then on, he was no longer just a grim reaper.

He is Hades.

Hades, the god of reincarnation.

If he so chooses, his army of the undead will no longer be inanimate objects, but rather beings with a different kind of life... the Underworld race.

Flood Control Platform.

Here, there is only endless torrential rain and raging floods.

Countless pieces of debris floated on the black water.

Li Fan stood on a deserted island.

Behind him was a simple village inhabited by hundreds of "mortals" sculpted from clay by Yu the Great, but who possessed flesh and blood and emotions.

He was standing in front of him.

Standing there was a man wearing a straw raincoat and holding a stone shovel.

Yu the Great.

He was neither as wild as Kuafu nor as irritable as Xingtian.

He gives the impression of being like a dam.

Unshakeable.

"young people."

Yu's voice was deep and resonant.

"The Earth God said you want to save someone."

"I want to save that artifact spirit named Taiyi."

"Yes."

Li Fan took out Taiyi's bead.

The cracks on the bead were shocking, and the light was almost extinguished.

"I'll do anything to save him."

"it is good."

Yu the Great pointed to the surrounding floodwaters.

This water is called the Weak Water.

"Even a feather cannot float, and a flying bird cannot pass through."

"Moreover, it will corrode all spiritual power and demonic energy."

"What I need you to do is very simple."

"Protect the village behind you."

"Until the floodwaters recede."

"You lose if even one person dies."

Li Fan glanced at the village behind him.

The mortals were trembling in fear as they watched the water level rise.

"no problem."

Li Fan walked to the village entrance.

"Isn't it just blocking the water?"

"I have plenty of strength."

He had just acquired Kuafu's power to chase the sun and Xingtian's fighting spirit, and his confidence was overflowing.

"Demonic Energy Barrier!"

Li Fan braced himself with both hands.

A black wall of light rose up and surrounded the village.

"Boom!"

The floodwaters crashed against the wall of light.

It makes a hissing, corrosive sound.

Li Fan felt the demonic energy within his body being rapidly depleted.

"This water... is a bit poisonous."

He gritted his teeth and persevered.

An hour has passed.

The water level is rising higher and higher.

The wall of light was already half submerged.

Li Fan's demonic energy is almost depleted.

"no."

"We can't hold out like this."

"Keep it up!"

Li Fan began to burn his essence and blood.

The wall of light has become thicker.

But the floodwaters became even more violent.

It's like it has a life of its own; it crashes into any obstacle it encounters.

"You can't stop it by blocking it."

Yu the Great stood on a high place and shook his head.

"I've experienced traffic jams before."

"As a result, the water level rose higher and higher the more people were blocked, the more people died."

Water has no fixed shape.

"You need to learn to... go with the flow."

"Go with the flow?"

Li Fan was covered in sweat.

He looked at the floodwaters that were about to engulf him.

Suddenly, something came to mind.

"yes."

"Yu the Great controlled the floods by dredging, not blocking."

"But...……"

"This isolated island is surrounded by water on all sides; which way should we drain the water?"

Li Fan looked at the ground beneath his feet.

Then he looked at his own body.

A crazy idea popped into my head.

"Since there's nowhere to divert the water."

"Then channel it into... my body!"

"My demonic body can devour the world, so why would I fear a little water?"

Li Fan removed the light wall.

"Splash!"

The floodwaters surged in instantly.

The villagers screamed.

But the flood did not submerge them.

Because Li Fan was blocking the way.

He opened his arms.

"Devour!"

The floodwaters were sucked into his body as soon as they touched him.

"hiss"

pain.

When the weak water enters the body, all the internal organs are burning.

Li Fan's skin began to ulcerate and emit white smoke.

But he didn't stop.

Come on!

"Drink as much as you can!"

He drank while simultaneously channeling his magical powers.

Forcibly refine these weak waters.

Turn them into your own magic potion.

Yu the Great watched this scene unfold.

A hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"To feed the water with one's own body."

"That's bold."

"but…...…"

"You can't finish it just by drinking it."

"We still need to draw it."

Li Fan also noticed.

His stomach was about to burst.

If I drink any more, I'm going to explode.

"lead?"

"Where should we lead them?"

Li Fan had a sudden inspiration.

He thought of Taiyi.

The One is His creation and His vessel.

"Taiichi!"

"Even though you're broken now, let's work together one more time!"

Li Fan took out Taiyi's bead and pressed it against his chest.

"change!"

He continuously poured the refined demonic water from his body into Taiyi's bead.

After this massive energy was injected...

The bead lit up.

The cracks on it began to heal.

A mysterious fluctuation emanated from it.

Taiyi's beads helped Li Fan share the burden.

One person, one bead, working together to control the floods.