The upper reaches of the Qu River is called Luanshui Slope, and because both banks are all mountains with no human habitation, it's unknown since when that stretch of river has not seen a river god appear again. Naturally, the heavenly edict from back then has also gone missing, while in the river there are only evil spirits. The evil spirits want to condense out a spiritual symbol, they must use their own vital energy to merge with the river domain, however within the river domain it's not just one evil spirit alone, so after all these years still no river god has appeared.

  Chen Jing stood on the wave, with river waves surging around him. A large red shrimp emerged from the water, and Chen Jing bowed his head to take a look. He immediately said, "Greetings, River God." As for this demon body of his, he insisted on learning human etiquette. Although Chen Jing felt a bit awkward, he pointed upstream and asked.

  "What river section is above the turbulent slope."

  "Return to Heihe Shengye, on top of Luantiao Slope is E Longxia."

  "Is it the Evil Dragon Gorge? Is there a River God in the Evil Dragon Gorge?" Chen Jing asked with furrowed brows.

  "There is, there is, that evil dragon gorge's river god Xiao was originally acquainted with him, he was a water snake back then and had played together with Xiao in this turbulent slope. It's just unknown what good fortune he encountered, being granted an imperial edict by the Dragon King, thus becoming the river god of the evil dragon gorge. Later, when Xiao went to find him at the evil dragon gorge, he didn't recognize Xiao and even drove him out. Having obtained wealth and honor, he forgot his brothers in adversity, what a lack of virtue.

  This big red shrimp had opened its spiritual wisdom over a hundred years ago but hadn't made any great progress due to lacking opportunities. Its magical powers were far inferior to that of the carp spirit. However, having lived for many years, it knew quite a few things and was skilled at observing facial expressions. It had given itself the name Red Big Hero.

  At that time, when Chen Jing heard it call itself Red Big Hero, he was truly stunned. After sizing him up from head to toe, he finally accepted the fact that this shrimp was indeed called Big Hero. He found it amusing in his heart but didn't ask him to change his name."

  Hong Daxia's prominent eyeballs rotated, looking at Chen Jing's face, and found that Chen Jing was listening, so he said again: "How can that immoral river god be compared to you? You are magnanimous and have great divine power. It won't take long for people on both banks to worship your statue at home, with incense burning day and night."

  Chen Jing wasn't listening to Hong Daxia's words, but was instead focusing on the sounds from upstream. It seemed as if he heard someone reciting an incantation that sounded very familiar. As he concentrated, the world around him seemed to quiet down, and a mental image began to form in his mind, transmitted through the river domain.

  A mountain gorge, a waterfall plunging straight down, strange rocks on both sides, a black-robed figure standing above the waterfall, pointing to the sky with his hand and loudly reciting an incantation that sounds somewhat familiar. Before long, the black-robed figure plunged one hand into the waterfall, and with a sudden flick, it was as if he had lifted a silver curtain, and a mighty wave surged up with his hand, like a tsunami, or thousands of horses galloping in unison, or an avalanche, rushing straight down to the lower reaches.

  Chen Jing was startled, and suddenly woke up from that state. The ripples in front of him were still gentle, but he could clearly feel the acceleration of the water flow. After a while, a faint rumbling sound came into his ears.

  Hong Daxia seemed to have felt it too, he suddenly stopped talking, closed his eyes and focused on the feeling, his face changed drastically, wanting to say something, but couldn't get it out, only pointing with that big red club at a distant place.

  Only in the upper reaches of the river, a wave over ten feet high came surging forward. The sky above was dark and cloudy, covering the entire sky. This wave had already risen higher than the riverbank by a large margin, but it only rushed along the river course, like thousands of horses galloping together, with an earth-shaking momentum.

  As soon as Chen Jing saw the wave, he knew it was driven by a great force. His eyes narrowed slightly, and an uncontrollable killing intent rose in his heart. Without thinking, he knew that someone was targeting him.

  "Heavens, this...this...wave will destroy the riverbank..." Hong Daxia said in alarm, he could naturally feel the overwhelming power of the waves, with his magical powers if he were to be swept away by the wave, he would likely be torn to shreds in an instant. If Chen Jing weren't here, he would have already escaped downstream."

  Chen Jing's face was extremely pale. He had just obtained the position of River God, and his faith was unstable. If he were to be washed away by this wave now, flooding the dozens of towns below the riverbank, the refined spirit that had just merged with the river domain would disperse, and the resentment of the people could cause his soul to perish.

  That kind of soul-scattering, god-position-shifting pain still lingered in Chen Jing's heart. Now that he thought about facing the danger of his soul dispersing and his spirit disappearing again, a surge of hatred suddenly welled up in his heart. He turned to face the over ten-zhang-high river waves and said coldly: "If I don't die this time, one day I will definitely behead the person who cast the spell to stir up these waves."

  Hong Daxia only felt a chill on his back, thinking of the carp spirit that was peeled and dismembered by Chen Jing, and his heart actually settled down slightly.

  "Pass down my token, summon all aquatic clans to gather here at Spring Bend."

  Chen Jinghua spoke in a stern and resolute tone, while Hong Daxia hastily agreed and turned to leave by boat.

  Chen Jing could see from the waves that the person who was stirring up the waves had a much higher level of magical power than himself. If he waited another year or two, he would not be afraid and with his own strength alone, he would be able to calm down the waves. However, now he knew he couldn't do it. He could only let all living things in Xiuchun Bay resist together.

  He had Hong Daxia transmit the token order, but it was to summon those water creatures who had already opened their spiritual wisdom. As for those ordinary creatures, even if they came, it would be useless, and coming here would only mean sending them to their deaths.

  Chen Jing has had the ability to see spirits and predict the future since he became a river god. He can perceive people's souls and gaze into the distance. The wave was still dozens of miles away when it first appeared, but in just an instant, it had already arrived within ten or more miles. Although the surface of the river is vast, Chen Jing could see countless aquatic creatures being swept up in the waves, some dead and some alive.

  The living nature is some spiritual elves, they are all desperately urging their own magic to struggle, wanting to get rid of the river waves. But the more they urge their magic to struggle, the greater the momentum of the river waves, and the higher the wave head.

  The river water surged and rolled like thunder, covering the sky and earth. The fierce wind howled, dark clouds pressed down, as if the sky was collapsing.

  In the blink of an eye, the river waves had already arrived at the front. Looking back, although the Quixian River waves had changed, they were still calm for the time being. But in the next moment, this place would be filled with corpses. And if the river embankment collapsed, a large area of good fields would become a vast expanse of water, and countless people would lose their homes and lives. Chen Jing would also be destroyed, and he could not bear to accept this sin, nor did he want to.

  Hong Daxia had not returned yet, and when he turned his head to look at the waves, they were still a few feet away. In an instant, however, they had already reached Chen Jing's face.

  Overwhelming and sweeping across the land, Chen Jing stood before the river waves like an ant standing at the foot of a mountain.

  Chen Jing suddenly waved the River God's staff in his hand, and the staff emitted a dazzling light wherever he passed. In the light, a series of talismans appeared on the staff, which could measure the depth of the river water and also had the effect of stabilizing the river domain.

  At this time, the river water is turbulent, just using the river to stabilize the river bed.

  Chen Jing suddenly rose into the air, inserting the River God's staff into the water. The staff lengthened and directly inserted into the riverbed. As soon as the staff was inserted into the river, the exposed part outside began to emit a clear light, and the originally turbulent river water instantly calmed down. However, the huge wave had arrived, and whether it could be stabilized was unknown.

  When the rod was inserted into the river, Chen Jing slapped his forehead, and a virtual shadow of the river segment appeared on his head. A thread of white light fell down, covering him in it. At the same time, he opened his hands, took a deep breath, and the entire Xiu Spring River seemed to stop, then rushed towards him against the current.

  This is the River God's Water Spell.

  Embroidered Spring Bend is downstream of the giant wave, but Chen Jing is now using a technique to make the entire river's water flow upstream. He wants to use this method to offset the impact force of the giant wave, and even if it can't be completely offset, he will try his best to weaken it.

  Huge waves crash down like mountains.

  Chen Jing drew his sword, standing on the water's surface, pointing at the massive wave that was tumbling down from the sky. He quickly slashed through the air, and a spiritual light pattern appeared. Chen Jing shouted loudly: "Disperse!" The spiritual symbol, as if it had life, drilled into the rushing river waves.

  The Water Repelling Spell was used again, with Chen Jing's full body strength to shout it out. The huge wave suddenly collapsed in one layer, but the momentum of the river wave was too great, and he couldn't disperse it completely at once. Thinking that there was no time for a second attempt, he steeled himself, raised his sword and plunged into the huge wave.

  "Rumble..."

  Hong Da Xia led hundreds of aquatic creatures to swim against the current, and from a distance, they saw Chen Jing wave his hand and charge into the massive waves with a sword.

  Instantly submerged.

  The flood rushed forth, vast and powerful, with dark clouds in the sky pressing down on the river.

  "It's all over, the River God is finished..."

  They saw Chen Jing rush into the huge waves like a mountain, and their hearts were trembling with fear. In their eyes, Chen Jing was doomed to die. Under that kind of river wave, if no one was supporting him from behind, it would be okay; but if someone was supporting him from behind, he would surely be on the verge of death.

  They thought Chen Jing would surely be swallowed up by the river waves, but as soon as they had this thought, they discovered that the river waves slowed down as soon as they entered the Xiu Chun Bend. At the boundary of the Xiu Chun Bend, a huge whirlpool formed, and the whirlpool grew bigger and higher as it spun.

  They suddenly knew that this river god was not dead yet and was still resisting the waves with the water-repelling method, otherwise there would be no whirlpool.

  From a distance, the whirlpool looked like a tornado. In the center of the whirlpool stood a dark wooden staff, as if it had the power to stabilize the universe.

  "River God..."

  Hong Daxia suddenly pointed at the whirlpool and shouted loudly.

  All I saw was a person in the whirlpool, holding a three-foot long sword, moving up and down with the whirlpool.

  "Embroidered Spring bends her spirit, hasten here to resist the waves, those who disobey will be beheaded without pardon."

  The voice came out of the whirlpool, and when the words fell, Chen Jing's hand rose and his sword fell, cutting a snakehead fish that was following the waves into two pieces. Along with his words, those fish demons and crab spirits who were still considering whether to come over felt a chill all over their bodies, and the killing intent was palpable.

  In an instant, one by one, they came forward on the water's surface. Although they didn't approach the whirlpool, they also stirred up the not-so-abundant spiritual energy within their bodies and brought out the skill of urging waves to chase after each other, reversing the river waves of Qu Xuan's curved embankment upwards.