Chen Jing in the whirlpool only felt his body being cut like a knife, and the chaotic swirling waves formed a tearing force that was extremely great. If he didn't have any magical powers protecting him, he would have been torn apart in an instant. In this short period of time, he actually had a feeling of exhaustion.

  Surfing, controlling water, protecting himself, and cutting through whirlpools of demonic creatures, all these combined consumed spiritual power that was almost exponentially additive. Fortunately, his spiritual power wasn't the kind that cultivators of the Dao possessed; rather, it was the abundant spiritual energy of the river domain, but what was being depleted was his own vital energy.

  In this wave, there were several fish demons with considerable magical powers. Chen Jing didn't know whether they were sent by the person who was urging the waves from behind or if they had been swept in, but either way, with them present, the wave would surge up even more. Chen Jing couldn't retreat; if he did, the wave would sweep down and crash straight into the riverbank. Although this wave might not necessarily be able to breach the riverbank at present, it would cause the riverbank to loosen, and when the great battle that could be foreseen later began, the riverbank would definitely collapse. Therefore, Chen Jing had to kill them one by one before the wave reached the riverbank and calm down the river waves.

  In the whirlpool, there is a river bank standing upright, with the effect of stabilizing the river. However, now it's also swaying slightly, and the clear light on the riverbank has become very thin, as if it might disperse at any moment.

  Just then, Chen Jing felt a slight relief in pressure. Looking out towards the whirlpool, he saw hundreds of water tribes not far away, drumming up waves to resist the tide.

  Although some pressure was alleviated, Chen Jing knew that it couldn't be eliminated here. The only way out was to lead him into the Embroidered Spring Bend, because the Embroidered Spring Bend was his domain, and as long as he entered this section of the river, he would have a huge advantage.

  Chen Jing Neng felt that behind the waves, there were still people secretly manipulating the law, not daring to withdraw, fearing that if he retreated, the other side would take advantage of the momentum and sweep down. So he had no choice but to slowly weaken his magical powers, guiding the whirlpool into Xiu Chun Wan, where the towering whirlpool moved towards Xiu Chun Wan, sweeping everything in its path, whether it was mud and sand at the bottom of the river or living creatures, into the vortex.

  However, as the whirlpool entered the Embroidered Spring Bend deeper, the whirlpool waves became lower and lower, until it reached the center of the Embroidered Spring Bend, where only a loud shout was heard: "Disperse." The voice was like gold and iron, bursting through the void.

  The rolled-up river waves burst forth with a loud noise, forming a huge dark whirlpool on the surface of the water, which took a long time to calm down.

  On the river surface at the boundary of Embroidered Spring Bend and Turbulent Slope, a young man in black stood on the back of a giant turtle, while beside him a green-faced little demon floated on the water's surface.

  "That's quite bold, knowing to block the tide first and then divert it into his own river segment to disperse. It's rare that he dares to come forward in person, if I were to follow the tide down, he would already be a dead man by now. However, unfortunately, his magical power is somewhat lacking, I'd like to see what method he has to protect the riverbank, as long as the riverbank collapses, his divine position will disperse."

  The little green ghost beside him asked in doubt: "Why didn't the king kill him just now, wouldn't that save trouble?"

  "Haha, you don't know this, I killed him and seized his divine position, but the people on both banks still believe in him. For a time, I couldn't get their faith, nor could I increase my magical powers, and it was also difficult for me to solidify my divine position. What I got was just a useless river domain. What I want is the faith of the people on both banks, what I want is to erect my statue in the temple of the River God."

  That black-robed youth was talking to the green-faced little ghost there, and Chen Jing also saw him. Red Big Hero also saw it and exclaimed: "The black-robed man is the River God of Evil Dragon Gorge."

  Chen Jingxin said: "It's indeed the River God of Evil Dragon Gorge playing tricks, there is no River God at Luanyu Slope, and no one can create such waves, further up is Evil Dragon Gorge."

  It was only when he heard Hong Daxia say that the river god of this evil dragon gorge was originally a water snake, and it had only been a few decades since it became a river god, and it had already transformed.

  Chen Jing looked at the divine method and saw that on top of his head, there was a black valley with steep cliffs, where the river water rushed through the middle, surging down. Seeing this, Chen Jing knew that the origin of the wave was right there, because the wave had borrowed the momentum of the Evil Dragon Gorge to create such a crazy wave.

  "Could it be the River God of Evil Dragon Gorge?" Chen Jing asked from afar.

  The youth in black robes, however, didn't even bother to respond. He lightly stepped on the turtle's back and the giant turtle turned around and left, its disdainful intentions clear. In his eyes, Chen Jing was just someone who had recently obtained a divine position, so how could he be qualified to speak with him as an equal?

  Chen Jingru narrowed his eyes, and Hong Daxia said indignantly beside him: "A small man who has succeeded is arrogant."

  Chen Jingru narrowed his eyes, but he was using the "Wang Shen Fa" to look at the green-faced little ghost. He only saw a black fog on the top of the little ghost's head and couldn't see what its origin was. Then he asked: "Do you know what the origin of that green-faced little ghost standing by the side of the evil dragon gorge river god is?"

  Hong Daxia thought for a moment: "That green-faced little ghost is one I've never seen before, perhaps it's a newly emerged water ghost."

  "That's not a water ghost, he doesn't understand the art of controlling water at all. He should be a land spirit, but I don't know what his origin is."

  Hong Daxia didn't understand why Chen Jing was paying attention to that green-faced little ghost. In his opinion, the green-faced little ghost was simply an unimportant figure. He thought so in his heart, but only said he didn't know where the green-faced little ghost came from.

  Chen Jing thought to himself that the green-faced little ghost was a terrestrial spirit, how could it be with the evil dragon river god? If it were an ordinary time, it would be fine, but now it's different. He couldn't help but think that there must be something fishy going on inside. Moreover, the green-faced little ghost's magical powers were not high at all, so how did it have the qualifications to make friends with the evil dragon river god? It could be confirmed that there must be someone behind the green-faced little ghost.

  At this time, the river surface has calmed down, but the water level has risen a lot, only three feet away from the river embankment. Some people have come to the front of the River God Temple, they are here because they heard the sound like thunder, and some were already by the river, seeing the scene of the huge waves rolling in. In order to cover up the awkwardness of their legs being scared soft, they used a trembling voice to describe it vividly. Of course, they also mentioned that Chen Jing alone blocked the wave, which caused the crowd to exclaim in surprise and look towards the river together.

  Chen Jing knew that since the river god of the evil dragon gorge had taken action, he would not give up easily. The best way was to break through the dike and let himself be hated by people, then his spirit would disperse. He could come back later to calm down the water disaster and naturally gain faith. If he killed himself directly and took the imperial seal, it would take a long time for people to acknowledge him as the river god and have faith in him.

  He is in the treacherous terrain of Heilongjiang, with rapid currents, and he himself must also be a hot-headed person, who can't wait for long. So, he must break through the river embankment, from his eyes, it can be seen that he doesn't care about the lives of people next to the river section at all.

  Thinking of this, Chen Jing had already thought of a plan in his heart.

  With a wave of his robe, the ripples underfoot spread out like a piece of cloth, forming a calm surface. He arrived at the River God Temple, but did not step onto dry land. Instead, he clasped his fists and shouted loudly: "Honorable elders and fellow villagers, since I became the River God over a month ago, I dare not say that everything has been smooth sailing, but I have never forgotten my duties as the River God. Whether in the past, present or future, I will always fulfill my responsibilities as the River God. Even if there is an evil water demon causing trouble, I will behead it and hang its head at the River God Temple. Please rest assured, everyone, and wait for me to slay this evil creature that stirs up wind and waves."

  Chen Jing said that his gallbladder was extremely strong, but no one knew that the resistance he had just put up had already consumed half of his magical power. The half of the magical power he consumed did not refer to his own magical power, but rather the spiritual power of the river domain that he could now drive. Although there was a whole section of the river's spiritual power there, he was not able to fully drive it with just one thought.

  To his surprise, as soon as he finished speaking, the river segment in his divine soul had quickly recovered to one-third and was still slowly rising. He was overjoyed in his heart and thought to himself: "It seems that everyone's faith has deepened another layer."

  Someone shouted: "Congratulations to the River God, successfully slaying the demon." But more people whispered among themselves. However, Chen Jing's power was restored, and everyone's sense of identity with Chen Jing as the river god deepened.

  In the Cui Ping Mountain, in the Cui Ping Cave on the precipice.

  A woman is lying in a pink canopy, taking an afternoon nap. From outside the canopy, one can vaguely see that she is naked, with skin as white as snow and a waist as slender as a crescent moon. Her black hair is scattered all over, lazy like a peach blossom in spring sleep.

  Huai Mei knew that his wife loved to sleep, and if she was woken up by someone, her temper would be very bad. So he didn't even dare to approach the door of their inner chamber. But now he had no choice but to wake her up, and he secretly cursed his fate.

  "Mother... Mother..."

  She called out several times in a row but didn't wake up. She had no choice but to raise her voice and shout again, "Niang niang...niang niang."

  "Ah..."

  A sudden evil spirit emerges from within the inner chamber.

  Huai Mei knelt down on the ground, her head pressed against the earth, not even daring to lift her eyes. She begged for mercy repeatedly: "Your Ladyship, please forgive me, Your Ladyship, please forgive me..."

  "What's going on." The tone was icy cold, with a chilling aura, it was clear that the speaker was furious.

  Huai Kui slightly raised his head, and saw a pair of clean feet in front of him, small and snowy white, with toenails shining like jade. Further up were round and slender legs. He hastily lowered his head even further, not daring to take a breath as he quickly said: "The Red Blooded King occupied two of our mountains last night, and also said..."

  "What else can be said?"

  "And they also said they would take Niang Niang away..."

  "What's next? Go on."

  "He said he would take Niang Niang away to become the Red Blood Lady." Huai Mei listened to that murderous voice and didn't dare not speak.

  "What a big wolf's gallbladder."

  Huai Mei felt as if she was placed in an ice cellar, chilled to the bone.

  "I was just feeling bored and idle, looking for something to do, when he dared to provoke me. Pass the word to all the mountains, tomorrow follow Ben Niangniang to flatten the Red Blood Ridge, Ben Niangniang wants to occupy the Red Blood Ridge tightly, it seems I've finally found an opportunity."

  Huai Mei's heart skipped a beat, and she felt even more that her mother was extremely overbearing. She didn't dare lift her head, so she retreated to the ground, turned around, and drove away in a whirlwind of demonic energy.

  Cui Ping Niang didn't wear clothes as imagined by Huai Mei, but instead wore a white cloak. However, anyone could tell that under the cloak, her body was certainly naked.

  The temple of the river god was newly built with the body of a carp spirit, it was built by humans and carried people's wishes to calm the river embankment, so the temple of the river god had the power of law for the evil dragon Heishui who wanted to destroy the river embankment. Moreover, this time everyone knew that someone was making trouble with monsters, and saw the river water surge, their wish was to hope that the river god could slay the monster, hoping that the river water would not overflow or overflow the river embankment, so Chen Jing's power of law would recover quickly, and the temple of the river god was equivalent to adding a portion of the power of law.

  Chen Jingru sat cross-legged on the river surface with bare feet, a wave lifted him up, and the wave was like a lotus.

  In the embroidery spring, all kinds of creatures with opened spiritual wisdom surrounded Chen Jing's body, filled with the tension of a great war. More than 100 people had gathered in front of the River God Temple. The people who came later did not quite believe what others said, but now seeing this scene, they knew it was true.