From waterfowl, it began to transform into the Great Sun Golden Crow.

Chapter 29 The Last Song of the River-Swallowing Fish, Whale Falls from the Sky

The water shimmers and waves surge.

The surroundings were a deep crimson, the rolling river surface stained with blood. The River-Swallowing Fish was on its deathbed, but at this moment it showed signs of a final burst of energy.

His stomach was ripped open with a large hole.

This fish has exhausted all its strength.

"Little child, this is my last Water Dragon Technique. You must break through the sky and leave this blessed land of Dongting. Only by surviving can you have any hope of living."

Gu Heting, who was restrained by the water dragon, could not believe it.

The two strange beasts had plotted for so long, only to fail at the last moment. What seemed like a sure victory turned into defeat in an instant.

"Old Fish, how could you do this!"

Why did you do this! Are you looking down on me?!

"Do you think I won't fight you to the very end?!"

Gu Heting's voice was screaming wildly; he kept roaring until his voice was hoarse and exhausted.

"I beg you, Whale Li."

"Put me down." The waterbird's cry sounded so mournful at this moment.

Jing Li, like a dying veteran, smiled slightly as he looked in the direction Gu Heting had left. He then turned his head and focused his gaze on Qin Wuxie.

Qin Wuxie was still confronting the red dragon.

He no longer used the [Eternal Corpse Painting], but instead unfolded it again, using the residual miasma within to fight against the Illusionary Fire Dragon.

Many decaying hands appeared inside the [Eternal Corpse Painting]. They layered upon layer, trying to drag the Illusionary Fire Dragon into the painting.

The withered hand, like a rising tide, constantly stung the skin of the Illusionary Fire Dragon.

The phantom fire dragon let out a roar.

The tail below severed at the center. In an instant, pure dragon blood began to evaporate. This dragon actually thought of severing its tail to survive, and it sprinkled the congealed dragon blood all over its body.

It soared into the sky like a blood-red dragon.

Pure Yang dragon blood has a certain resistance to evil influences.

Having severed his tail to survive, he soared into the sky, actually breaking through the restrictions of the Dongting Blessed Land. Qin Wuxie watched the direction in which the Illusionary Fire Dragon had departed.

Qin Wuxie licked his lips.

He sighed, "This is the seventh reincarnation in a hundred lifetimes. What a pity, I've wasted a lifetime on those two wicked beasts."

Qin Wuxie slowly descended and stood in the water.

His eyes met those of the dying, glowing river-swallowing fish: "Little fish, I'm giving you a chance. Will you live as my spirit pet, or...?"

"Death..." Qin Wuxie emphasized the word.

His expression was quite amused.

"Heh...heh..." Tunjiangyu chuckled twice. Bow down to a heretical cultivator? He couldn't do it, and his master wouldn't either.

As long as a person is standing, they will not kneel.

Except for its owner.

No one is qualified to make him a spirit pet.

"You lowly, heretical cultivator, you dare to challenge me? Even a village dog only recognizes one master. You scum hiding in the shadows!"

Qin Wuxie's eyes remained lifeless.

His eyes, narrowed upwards, stared at the river-swallowing fish. His bones cracked and popped, veins bulging all over his body. His spine jutted out little by little. A sword made of his spine was drawn from his body.

"I was lying to you. I don't need a spirit pet; I'll just turn you into a corpse puppet anyway."

The spine sword was raised high.

The bits of meat clinging to it still reeked of decay: "I don't know your name, but I've certainly wasted far too much time on you."

"What I regret is that I used a natural cycle of reincarnation on you."

Behind Qin Wuxie, a murderous aura surged skyward. This aura was violent and unruly, intertwining and merging like the wailing of hell, until finally, a colossal six-eyed demon statue stood tall in the sky.

A demonic image of heretics. Qin Wuxie's Dharma body and heaven and earth were fully opened at this moment.

Faxiang held a withered bone sword in his hand, just like Qin Wuxie. The sword was raised high, echoing Qin Wuxie's movements.

The longsword fell.

The bones turned into swords, and I roared to the sky.

"Master, do you think our lives are too predictable and conventional?"

On the verge of death.

Jing Li recalled Wang Fugui's words from back then, words she hadn't understood. Their lives had actually been quite good. They lived without major disasters or chaos, even encountering demonic forces had brought them to the brink of danger.

To settle down in the yellow sand is already a matter of fate.

But Wang Fugui said at the time, "What's the point of following the rules? I just chose to go with the flow. Don't immortals also take this path? Anyway, I think my life is pretty exciting."

Was it exciting?

Whether it's exciting or not, only the river-swallowing fish knows.

He only knew one thing: standing in front of Wang Fugui, he had no regrets.

At this moment, a final golden light burst forth from Jing Li's eyes. He manipulated the Azure Cauldron magical artifact, stirring up the blood that had stained the entire Jianghu River.

The blood was stained red with his own blood.

This was also Whale's final swan song.

"The soul returns to the vast ocean, its depths boundless."

"Blood is spilled across the sky to bury souls."

"Whales swim in the azure sky, chasing the clouds."

"His body perished in the vast sky, transforming into the Jade Capital!"

"The Four Directions Water-Gathering Cauldron, magical treasure—awaken!"

A colossal blood dragon swept up all the river water. The water dragon, over ten thousand feet tall, crashed straight into the Dharma image.

The spring river fish leaped into the air, transforming its body into a sharp blade.

At this moment, all things are in mourning, and all living beings are crying out in sorrow amidst this bloody storm.

"Like duckweed trying to shake a tree, how pitiful and pathetic." Qin Wuxie manipulated the bone sword and slashed down heavily.

The bone line crashed into the blood dragon, unleashing a massive surge of energy and malevolent power. In an instant, the malevolent energy split open the heavens and the earth.

The blood dragon resembled shattered ice crystals.

The Blood Dragon was cleaved in two the instant it touched the Corpse Bone Sword. Qin Wuxie's hand fell heavily to the ground; the sword had split the river in two. Giant waves surged from the lakeshore, engulfing the surrounding area.

After the violent upheaval, the lake waters finally calmed down.

Qin Wuxie stood in mid-air, showing no pity. Beneath his feet lay the corpse of the River-Swallowing Fish, which had been cleaved in two by that single sword strike.

That day, the entire Dongting Lake was dyed red.

The carcass of the swallowing river fish was stained crimson. Before dying, Jing Li closed his eyes; he ultimately neither returned to his homeland nor left the blessed land of Dongting.

Jing Li left the hope of life to Gu Heting.

At this moment, Gu Heting's voice was hoarse.

He didn't remember where the current had carried him. He only knew that his body was floating helplessly on the water, after leaving the protection of the blessed land of Dongting.

He was surrounded by billowing miasma.

This area is swampy, filled with invisible thick fog and purple smoke.

He was weak, his trembling wings bleeding. Gu Heting, trying to stand up, subconsciously looked towards the blessed land of Dongting.

He coughed up blood from the corner of his mouth and struggled to stand up.

"Old Fish, don't die!"

"I'll be there soon."

With a thud, Gu Heting tripped over the dead tree roots beneath his feet.

At this moment, his consciousness was clouded.

He fell into the swamp once again. Gu Heting, who was about to close his eyes due to weakness, looked into the distance.

The direction of Dongting Blessed Land.

Qin Wuxie's magical artifact, the [Eternal Corpse Painting], rose up once more.

The entire blessed land of Dongting is turning into a desolate wasteland. Filled with resentment, he gritted his teeth and let out his final cry.

"Qin Wuxie! I pledge my life to you!"

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