Yu said, "With all the people under heaven of one mind with me, what can't we accomplish?"

Hou Ji clapped his hands and laughed: "That's exactly right!"

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A massive mountain blocked the way.

"How to do?"

"We can't get around such a big mountain."

"We have no choice but to give up. Let's go back."

The light of the Sword Soul Heart flashed.

"How can we give up halfway?"

“That’s right, flood control can’t be delayed. We can build a mountain road out.”

"Move aside, I need to study the mountain path."

"I'm a body cultivator, leave the clearing the way to me!"

And so, a mountain road was built.

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The river roared and blocked everyone's path.

“This river is too big and too fast to be crossed by ferry.”

"Give up, how can we possibly get through this?"

"We can fly there on our swords, but what about mortals?"

The light of the Sword Soul Heart flashed.

"Let's build a bridge."

"That's right, as long as the bridge is built, ordinary people can cross it."

"At this critical moment, we cultivators must be at the forefront. I have a water elemental root; who is willing to cooperate with me?"

"I!"

"I'll do it!"

Count me in.

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The time required to control the floods was endless.

Ten years later, the flood control efforts are still not over.

"We can never cure it."

“This is Heaven’s punishment for us. Lord Boyi is right. We have no way to escape Heaven’s forgiveness.”

"Give up, I want to go home."

The light of the Sword Soul Heart flashed.

"Hang in there, what if it gets better soon?"

"To hell with punishment! What right does it have to punish us? Instead of begging for its forgiveness, we should continue to purify the water."

"I miss home too, but if I don't control the floods, where will I have a home? Besides, even Yu didn't go back, so what right do I have to go back?"

"Cure the water problem!"

"Cure the water problem!"

"Cure the water problem!!!"

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just now.

When the deep blue sky loomed over the nation, and its fate was sealed, people were in a state of near despair.

"The country is beyond saving."

"Heaven has abandoned the Qian Kingdom; we are all going to die."

"Gods, please forgive us. We were wrong. We shouldn't have been so rebellious. Please forgive our sins."

"Damn it, I'm just a rogue cultivator, how could I run into something like this? I clearly respect the Heavenly Dao!"

"Gather the disciples and tell everyone to disperse."

The World Formation gathers the energy of everyone in the world, including not only physical energy but also mental energy. Extracting physical energy can kill people, so Yang Pingsheng extracts the mental energy of everyone in the world.

But the people's morale has been lost, so even if Su Murong comes, what can he do?

Lost.

Su Murong thought.

With her trump card, Death Qi, rendered useless, Song Panning also told her that Luo Benmo had been defeated. Even the strongest Luo Benmo had been defeated, so what else could she possibly fight?

It's impossible to win.

However, after the light of the Sword Soul Heart flashed, she was surprised to discover a change.

"No, we can't give up!"

"Someone, gather the villagers and prepare to take refuge."

"Go and gather the surrounding sects to discuss how to jointly resist the heavenly tribulation."

"Why should I die just because God wants me to? I want to live!"

"We don't know who built this great formation, but we should lend it a hand!"

"Hmph, although I'm a rogue cultivator, I won't give up my life even if you, God, want me dead. This great formation can withstand heavenly tribulations, damn it, I'm not going to take it. My ancestral enhanced formation artifact will just benefit the person who set it up!"

"Take my sect's secret treasure and we'll repair this great formation. We don't care who built it, as long as it can withstand the heavenly tribulation!"

Su Murong watched with delight as a large number of people gathered, and the Heavenly Array began to operate again, with many holes being filled in.

Figures flew up from all directions; some were immortals from minor sects, while others were reclusive rogue cultivators.

All ordinary people were mobilized, and officials who were originally planning to flee stepped forward to organize people to take refuge.

The Heavenly Formation activated, and the strange heads collided again, yet it couldn't achieve the slightest result.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The sound, like the beating of drums, could be heard by everyone.

Everyone's heart began to pound.

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"kill!"

Dragon Abyss True Lord roared, his body covered in blood, as he brutally attacked a divine beast.

Fang Wu summoned thousands of figures, surrounding the Nine Eight Desolations, leaving it overwhelmed.

The mythical beasts were horrified to discover that the royal power seemed different, but they couldn't quite put their finger on what was different.

Jiubahuang was beaten badly and was terrified.

Other mythical beasts may not know, but it does.

Just now, it sensed the presence of humanity.

'It's humanity!' it roared inwardly. 'And it came from the lower realms; it must have been triggered by some secret treasure. Damn it, why would humanity be stirred up by the lower realms?'

Xu Weibang straightened up, gripped his sword, and guided the five-clawed golden dragon to charge once more.

He channeled his royal aura to its fullest extent, pouring it into the people of the royal faction.

"Why is it a dead end?"

He asked a question, a question to Heaven, and also a question to himself.

Long, long ago, the woman he loved most died at the hands of spies from the Heavenly Guardian Sect.

He remained expressionless, offering neither obstruction nor mourning, simply sitting on the throne.

"Am I a heartless person?" Countless nights, he would dream that his wife was reciting their marriage vows and that she was giving him a smile that would be etched into his heart.

"Am I really that cold-hearted?"

He questioned himself.

"If not, why aren't you sad? Why aren't you crying?"

"Xu Weibang, what exactly does Zhiruo mean to you?"

He looked at the battlefield, at the arrogant mythical beasts, and at the roars of the warriors.

He laughed silently.

"Zhiruo is the woman I love most, without a doubt."

"I am not stopping it, nor am I mourning, because I need to lie low, I need to endure, and I need to destroy this damn Heavenly Guardian Sect."

The golden dragon roared and smashed the plaque that read "Guardian Heaven Sect".

"Why, why do I have to take this path?"

"I, Xu Weibang, will never be a puppet emperor!"

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boom!

Everything on the snow-capped mountain is being destroyed.

Their shared memories, the magical artifacts they developed together—everything is being torn apart.

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