Chen Jing's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of the River Domain's water sufficiency, with an overwhelming majesty that seemed to shake the heavens. To them, it was a divine power that even the carp spirit did not possess. Upon hearing Chen Jing say he would no longer pursue the matter, their hearts slightly calmed down. However, they were unaware that Chen Jing had just used magic to utter those words.

  Among the many water feet, there was a large red shrimp. At this time, it suddenly shouted and worshipped the river god. The other dull and not fully enlightened ones made various strange noises in response, apparently also worshipping. Chen Jingchao saw that the large red shrimp was the one with the thickest demonic energy among the water feet. Listening to its human-like speech, it was clearly the one that had been enlightened for the longest time. However, as the demon class that had been enlightened for the longest time, it had been hiding among other water feet before and immediately shouted loudly in worship when Chen Jingchao did not pursue it.

  "Sly and cunning fellows..." This was Chen Jing's evaluation of the big red shrimp in his heart. However, he didn't show any expression, but slowly closed his eyes, because as soon as the demon spirit in this river domain paid its respects, he clearly felt that the carp spirit's aura that had merged into the river domain was being slowly driven out.

  "It turns out that letting the spiritual beings in the river basin feel at ease can also gain faith." Chen Jing closed his eyes and felt it with his own consciousness, merging with the river basin.

  The position of the River God has only just been truly settled. Even if there are enemies coming, with the current magical powers, there is already a force to fight, and after some time, the self-soul will merge with the river domain, and then continuously call upon the power of the river domain, unless the spiritual energy of the river domain is exhausted.

  Having only the power of law but not knowing any law spells is definitely not enough, let alone that no one has been able to break through the immortal way for nearly a thousand years. Those who can break through three hundred are extremely rare, and their powers are not high either. Many people think that the rules of heaven and earth have changed, while others believe that the cultivation method has been misinterpreted. Now, nobody has grasped the true essence.

  To the point where most cultivators now rely on wondrous spells to gain victory, a unique divine spell can unleash several times its power. Chen Jing's specialty is swordsmanship, and legend has it that at the highest level, one can shatter all techniques with a single sword strike - but that's just a legendary realm. Now, although he has many divine spells from the imperial edict, most of them are for exorcising evil spirits, controlling water, escaping through water... and various other spells to make gods and spirits submit.

  Chen Jing said it with a tough tone, but when the time came, he himself wasn't sure if he would really do what he said. It wasn't until after he withdrew from the wonderful feeling of his spirit and energy slowly merging with the river domain that he discovered the water creatures in front of him were still motionless.

  Looking up at the sky, it's already midnight, with countless stars filling the sky.

  He wanted to say a few more threatening words, looking at their frightened appearance, the words reached the mouth and were endured again, finally just waving his hand, indicating that they all dispersed, then turned around and entered the simple cave behind him.

  The aquatic spirits outside dispersed instantly after Chen Jing turned around and entered the cave. The big red shrimp, which seemed to be a sly creature in Chen Jing's eyes, lingered in front of the cave and did not leave.

  Chen Jing returned to the cave, but he didn't use the water spell to drain the river water out of the cave. Instead, he floated on the river's surface, where the clear spring water was constantly gushing out, his black hair scattered in the water, with the River God's staff inserted beside him and a sword placed horizontally across his knees.

  Among the talismans, there is only one that can be called a cultivation method, which is the "Jinghe Sacrifice to the Gods". This Jinghe Sacrifice to the Gods is completely different from the qigong practice methods cultivated by Chen Jing before. It is not a method of absorbing the primordial energy of heaven and earth for one's own use, forming dan energy in the body. But through a special way to make one's spiritual energy merge with the river domain, ultimately achieving the purpose of driving the spirit power of the river domain.

  Until recently, Chen Jingcai discovered that even if he was still practicing the "Thousand Luo Spirit Guiding Technique", the essence of spiritual energy absorbed from the heavens and earth would ultimately be merged into that talisman, which can also be said to have been indirectly merged into the Qu River Embroidered Spring Bend. In occasional contemplation, he would think that perhaps even himself had become a part of the Qu River, somewhat similar to the state of being an instrument spirit in the Spirit Treasure.

  Even so, he still had to cultivate, sit quietly and store his spirit, silently reciting the Jinghe Sacrifice Spell. Otherwise, when encountering someone with stronger magical powers who wanted to seize the divine position, what could be used to resist?

  "The Jing River Divine Curse" was just a thousand-word curse, Chen Jing didn't recognize any of the curses, but as long as he thought about it in his heart, each and every one of them appeared vividly in his mind like they had life. Although he didn't understand what they meant, during quiet meditation, he could enter a state of profound mystery.

  He didn't know that when he entered that state, his lips were trembling and muttering a mysterious and strange incantation in a low voice. Bubbles emerged from his mouth without making any sound, while a phantom river shadow appeared on top of his head, shaking out circles of invisible ripples that merged into the Xiu Spring River domain as he chanted.

  There are three gods in the border areas of Jiuhua Prefecture, Balin City and Junling Town. They are River God Chen Jing, Cuiping Mountain God, and Land God. Generally speaking, these three gods have equivalent divine positions, but they do not belong to the same lineage of gods and rarely interact with each other. The others are just spirits that enjoy incense offerings and do not have heavenly decrees.

  On the other side of Xiachun Bend is Beiyue Town. Due to geographical reasons, the surging river water cannot threaten them, so they did not build a River God Temple on their side either, and therefore no one worships the River God.

  The mountain god of Cuiping Mountain was not just one, but now there is only one. The 800-mile Cuiping spiritual vein, now only the Cuiping Mountain God enjoys it alone. Chen Jing later calmed down and thought that the other mountain gods must have been swallowed by the goddess he had seen before. Otherwise, how could she have such profound magical powers? However, Chen Jing didn't worry about her, because she was a mountain god, and would only seize the positions of other mountain gods. If she wanted to take the position of the river god, she would have to give up her own position as a mountain god. The symbols of the mountain god and the river god are difficult to merge, unless there is a special reason.

  But the position of the river god belonging to the same Jingshui River is different. If there are other river gods in the Jingshui River who want to seize Chen Jing's divine symbol, they don't worry that it won't blend together. Chen Jing never thought of seizing someone else's divine position to increase his own divine domain range, but only worried that others would take advantage of him.

  There is a temple of the land in Junling Town, and there is a stone statue in the temple. One of the god statues is high above, looking somewhat kind and benevolent. Behind the god statue, there are two small mud sculptures of little ghosts, with green faces and sharp teeth, looking fierce.

  In the underground of this land temple, there is also a temple that is exactly the same as the one on the ground. However, inside, there are no three god statues, and the real land god sits on a stone platform, wearing a robe with a hundred ghost offering picture, with two green-faced and fang-toothed little ghosts standing on either side.

  "Green-faced, have you investigated the relationship between Chen Jing and the White Tiger of Cuiping Mountain?" The Land God sat on a black throne, seemingly casual in his inquiry, but upon closer inspection, a hint of gloom could be seen in his eyes.

  "Returning to the Land Master, I have investigated clearly that Chen Jing and Cui Ping Niang Niang do not have any relationship. This time, borrowing the method was only agreed upon after meeting a condition set by Cui Ping Niang Niang." The green-faced little ghost hastily stepped forward, bowing his waist respectfully as he spoke.

  "Oh, where did you hear that from?" The land god looked at him sideways, and Qinglian hurriedly lowered his head and said: "I am a good friend of Huai Mei of Cuiping Mountain. At that time, when Cuiping saw Chen Jing, my good friend was there fanning for Cuiping."

  After Qingmian finished speaking, he didn't see Tudi God say anything. He stole a glance and saw that Tudi God's face was uncertain.

  "Bang......"

  The Land God slapped the armrest heavily and stood up, scaring Qingmian's whole body trembling.

  "You dare to deceive me too much!" The land god said in a furious tone, his voice squeezed out from between his teeth. He looked gloomy and coldly said: "In the past, I borrowed a method from him to suppress the Fengyang Land God and promised so many benefits, but he didn't agree. Now, he actually only makes one request of me."

  "Five years ago, I set up a banquet and invited all the local gods, personally delivering an invitation to her, but she flatly refused. A year ago, I..."

  At this point, the land god's words suddenly stopped. Qingmian knew that he was talking about his marriage proposal on Cuiping Mountain a year ago. Sneaking a peek, the land god's face turned iron blue.

  "Green Face, go to the Evil Dragon Gorge and tell them that Xiu Chun Wan, the newly appointed River God, is unstable in his position and has shallow magical powers. This is exactly the time to seize the throne."

  "Yes, I'll go now."

  He turned around and rolled on the ground, transforming into a whirlwind of green air that vanished without a trace.

  The Land God's face turned gloomy, and after the departure of the Green-Faced Little Devil, he muttered to himself: "Since you helped him, I will let his soul be destroyed."

  "Fangs."

  "A little one is." A sharp-toothed goblin with a wicked grin hastily replied.

  "Go to Chi Xue Ridge and tell Chi Xue the Great that as long as he makes a gesture of invading Cuiping Mountain, I will speak well of him in front of my uncle and will not treat him unfairly." The land god said quickly with his eyes narrowed.

  "Yes, I'll go now."

  He turned around and jumped up, transforming into a whirlwind of black wind and disappeared.

  In the underground temple of the land, only the god of the land, Qin, wearing a robe with a pattern of offering to the hundred ghosts, stood there with a gloomy face.

  Chen Jing, however, was unaware of the great calamity that was about to befall him. At this moment, he was sitting upright beside the River Eye. Above the River Eye, a sword floated in mid-air. The water of the River Eye was extremely clear and calm, like a spring. On the hilt of the sword, there were many patterns, and the blade shone brightly. The water that rose from the River Eye washed over the sword, changing its material properties.

  He himself had a river domain floating on his head, with water half full in the river, rushing and surging. The section of the river had no source, and there was no place to go down.

  The tides rise and fall, the moon waxes and wanes.

  One day, Chen Jing's eyebrows moved slightly, and his heart skipped a beat. When he opened his eyes, he felt that the water flow in the river was not right, and he faintly heard the sound of galloping horses in his ears. Rumbling sounds, his heart moved again, and he left the cave to find that even the river water in front of him was moving, as if something was driving it from behind. The river was only so wide, but it had formed swirling whirlpools.

  Chen Jing waved his hand, and he was like an invisible fish, diving into the river. After appearing on the surface, he frowned and looked upstream, his body slightly moving on the ripples, before disappearing again. When he reappeared, he was already at the intersection of Xiu Chun Bend and the previous section of the river.