Liu Ji's mentor returned and died just three days later, still reminding Liu Ji before his death that if such a thing happened again, he must respond.

  Fifty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Liu Ji has also grown old with white hair. When Chen Jing asked three questions on the river, he was one of the most anxious ones. In the end, he finally managed to catch up and make up for his regret of not being able to accompany his mentor back then.

  Liu Ji's whole body was soaked through, but his spirit was extremely vigorous.

  Inside the River God Temple, misty fog swirls around, and the incense burner in front of the River God statue is already filled with incense. Outside the gate, the drumbeat shakes the sky, even in the midst of a storm, it's extremely clear.

  Just then, someone shouted loudly: "The one who beat the drum looks like a woman."

  The voice was like a crack of thunder, the drumbeater was enraged, turned his head to look back, and saw a big man with a round waist, a face full of whiskers, ringed eyes, and angry gaze. The drumbeater was also a big man, but after taking one look at that person, he became somewhat intimidated, and the curses that had just escaped his lips were swallowed back.

  "How can you beat the drum without killing intent? Without killing intent, how can our soldiers kill the enemy on the battlefield? Let me do it." The burly man with a thick beard and mustache strode to the entrance of the River God Temple, snatched the drumstick from the person's hand, and shouted: "Watch closely!"

  "Bang... Bang... Bang bang..."

  The drum is still the same drum, and the hammer is still the same hammer. However, amidst the drumbeats, there is a hint of a murderous aura, as if two armies are beating drums on the city wall to boost the morale of their generals fighting below the city.

  "This is the drum of war."

  As the drumbeat sounded, a discerning person would know it was a military drum. Upon closer inspection of his attire, he was indeed wearing a military uniform. Looking at his face again, no one recognized him, and he seemed to be just a passerby.

  "Haha, I have ridden through camps, taken the head of a general from among millions of soldiers, but I have never seen the River God beheading demons. Today, for the River God, I will strike a blow with the 'Beheading Generals and Snatching Flags' command." The Great Han shouted loudly, his voice sounding extremely fierce amidst the drumbeats.

  "Knock knock knock..."

  The drumbeat was like a rainstorm, and the fierce atmosphere rose to the sky, actually suppressing even the sound of wind and rain.

  Incense fog in the temple condenses into clouds, surging with the beat of drums.

  Chen Jing's imperial seal had a continuous white mist emanating from it, which merged into the river, transforming into river water.

  However, Chen Jing felt even more clearly a kind of invisible willpower that made him quickly merge with the water element.

  In Chen Jing's mind, the 30-mile-long Xiu Chun Wan boundary emerged clearly in his rapid brain, and the Xiu Chun Wan river section floating above his head also became clearer.

  With the sound of drums that kill the sky in his ears, there is a surge of heroic spirit in his heart.

  In the sky, amidst the dense black clouds, flashes of lightning illuminated one after another, dazzling and eye-searing. Under the glare of the thunder, Chen Jing stood on the surface of the river, his sword pointing towards the sky. The people in front of the River God Temple saw it clearly, feeling that at this moment, Chen Jing was majestic and awe-inspiring, unparalleled and unmatched.

  The dark clouds in the sky surged, suddenly splitting apart, and from a distance it looked like two inverted black cliffs, with lightning that seemed to have transformed into a rushing river. The river water churned, and suddenly, a giant snake with black and white stripes appeared in the river, flowing downstream, whipping up towering waves, surging towards Chen Jing on the surface of the river from high above.

  The river waves rolled up, the dark clouds pressed down, and the river surface suddenly fell into a piece of darkness. Nothing could be seen anymore, only the nearby turbulent waves crashing against the shore, the river water overflowing the embankment, rushing towards the village below the embankment.

  In front of the river village, a faint cry for help rose, but more people braved the darkness and rushed to the River God Temple amidst the raging wind and rain.

  In the river, loud whistling sounds were heard in bursts, and occasionally lightning flashed, revealing waves dozens of feet high. A giant snake was flipping and jumping in the river. Chen Jing held a sword with a cold light flashing between the snakes' bodies, chopping them apart.

  It seems that they are still at a disadvantage, and everyone is worried, praying for the river god to slay the snake demon.

  Chen Jing only felt the divine power surging in, driving the spiritual energy of the river domain. Although the momentum was still not as deep and overbearing as that of the evil dragon gorge river god, it could also withstand it. However, wanting to behead this evil dragon gorge river god was very difficult, and now the river waves had overflowed the river embankment, flooding towards the village in front of the river. If time passed and people began to resent him, then he would lose. Therefore, Chen Jing's heart was also anxious.

  In the wind and rain, a man came to the front of the River God Temple in the dark. Even if he was soaked all over, he still had a Confucian air about him.

  As soon as he appeared, the clan leader asked in surprise: "Mr. Meng, how did you come?"

  "The River God protects me in Nanyue Town, how can I not come? Although I can't do anything, I have a memorial to the River God, wishing the River God to slay the evil spirits early."

  He stood upright, saying that the clan leader would come immediately to the riverbank and stand still in the wind and rain. He loudly recited: "Embroidered spring curve, there is a river god. The river god is handsome, holding a sword and walking. For thousands of years, heaven and earth have changed, and the river god has changed. The river god returns, the river water is deep. Fifty turbid waves surge, carp spirits are evil, the river god emerges, peeling off bones and scales, the river waves are clear... Alas... Ah, the evil dragon comes, the sky is dark... ...The river god holds a sword... I wish the river god to slay the demon, to make the world prosperous for ten thousand years, I wish the river god to slay the demon, to bring peace to the world..."

  In the midst of wind and rain, Mr. Meng's voice was like a thunderclap that shook the sky, with a subtle brilliance that illuminated everything within a radius of ten thousand feet.

  The clouds move in all directions, and the wind rises, but the wind and rain cannot cover up his voice.

  Chen Jing'er heard the voice in his ear, and a mighty force surged up in his heart. He felt that the giant snake that had come from the spiritual energy of the Dragon Gorge River was like an earthworm in mud, daring to stir up trouble within his own domain. With a sudden movement, he shouted loudly: "Behead!"

  This shout naturally contained the River God's Curse.

  The heavens and earth suddenly became still, the wind and rain gathered and stopped.

  The whole world seemed to have come to a standstill, and all that could be seen was a sudden burst of brilliant light in the waves, which shot up into the sky. The crowd in front of the River God Temple looked on in awe as Chen Jing appeared like a heavenly god, his divine power majestic and inviolable.

  Chen Jing felt that the spiritual energy within a radius of thirty miles was all surging towards him, like a river rushing forward, as if countless people were paying homage to him.

  Suddenly rising into the air, one sword cuts out.

  The winds and clouds change color.

  The dragon's eyes, like lanterns, flashed with a hint of fear, wanting to escape, but feeling the void solidify, unable to move at all, greatly shocked. Before he could even react, his head had already been cut off.

  A faintly glowing inner elixir shoots up into the sky, with the image of Wicked Dragon Gorge faintly visible around it.

  Chen Jing burst out laughing; "Still want to leave?"

  With a slap on the forehead, Xiū Chūn Wān's imperial edict appeared above the river, and the inner elixir was rolled into it. The inner elixir struggled and trembled, wanting to escape. A voice came from within the inner elixir: "I am the adopted son of the Jiaolong King, how dare you kill me."

  Chen Jing was taken aback for a moment, then burst out laughing: "How could the righteous son of Jiaolong Wang do something that harms the peace of the world? You're going to die soon and yet you still dare to deceive me. Destroy..."

  The inner elixir burst forth with a loud noise and transformed into a cloud of mist that slowly merged into the river water, gradually transforming into spiritual energy.

  The inner elixir of the Heishui River God was extinguished, and the Heishui River Talisman immediately merged with Chen Jing's divine soul. The original Xiu Chun Wan Talisman formed a river domain, which had black cliffs, rapid currents, and flying waterfalls, exactly like Heishui Gorge.

  That was a blank in the Evil Dragon Gorge and Embroidered Spring Bend, Chen Jing knew it was the Chaotic Slope. What surprised Chen Jing was that after rushing out of the Evil Dragon Gorge, the river water did not disappear but slowly emerged with the flow of the river, a hazy river domain all the way to the Embroidered Spring Bend, where the riverbed was filled with mist and connected.

  The surging river waves are Chen Jing's magical powers.

  The turbulent slope floated out of the void, Chen Jing was very surprised, but he did not feel the real existence of the turbulent slope. He immediately knew that he had not obtained the River God's decree symbol from the turbulent slope. However, in his heart, he also understood that with time, as long as he entered the turbulent wave slope and merged his own breath with the turbulent slope's breath, he would naturally be able to condense the heavy Ling symbol.

  This section of the river without human habitation is faithless, so to obtain that section of the river, it only needs to refine the spiritual pulse of that section of the river, which means letting one's own breath merge with the river's breath.

  When Chen Jing arrived at the River God Temple with the snake head of the evil dragon, Meng Sheng, who was writing a poem for the River God, had already left. The drummer, General Yu, however, after drinking three bowls of mud eel soup, said to Chen Jing: "I wish the River God an early promotion to the position of Heavenly God." After finishing speaking, he picked up his long spear and walked away with big strides. Chen Jing looked at the general's long spear and his majestic figure, knowing that he must be a top general who had fought in many battles.

  The dark clouds in the sky have dispersed, but the sky is still black. Before I knew it, night had already fallen, and the stars were all over the sky.

  The river in front of the village had accumulated water three feet deep, Chen Jing stretched out his five fingers in the air and lightly whispered: "Withdraw." The river water seemed to understand what he said, immediately flowing backwards into the river. At this time, Chen suddenly found that his control over Xiu Chun's spiritual power had increased greatly.

  The distant Land God Qin's face turned iron-green. He wanted to lend a hand when the River God of Wicked Dragon Gorge encountered danger, but he hesitated in his heart. Just as he hesitated for a moment, the River God of Wicked Dragon Gorge was beheaded. After hearing Chen Jing's response to Yin Huai Rou's words, his face turned even worse.

  He didn't expect that after Yin Huai Rou said he was the adopted son of the Jiao River Dragon King, he would still be beheaded. Moreover, it was also said that Yin Huai Rou was an imposter. If the Python Dragon King were to ask him about this in the future, he feared that he would also pretend not to know.

  In his heart, he suddenly felt that Chen Jing was extremely terrifying. He could feel that Chen Jing had already obtained the faith of Xiu Chun Wan, and the river domain of Xiu Chun Wan had truly been grasped by him. Moreover, the imperial symbol of Evil Dragon Gorge had also fallen into his hands, and it wouldn't be long before Chen Jing would possess three segments of the river domain, and his magical powers would definitely make great progress.

  He recalled his uncle saying when he was appointed as the Land God: "Make friends with all kinds of spirits to make use of them. If not, then eliminate them with all one's might." Thinking of this, he felt stifled in his heart, clearly just a person who had just obtained the River God position, yet in the blink of an eye already possessed three segments of river domain spirit power.

  In the eyes of the pale-faced little demon beside him, his gloomy face suddenly burst into a smile, warm as spring breeze, and then nodded slightly like waving hello. Turning back in surprise, Chen Jing was found to have discovered this place at some point, looking over here, and saw Chen Jing nodding similarly from afar.

  Qin Hu turned around, his face suddenly changed greatly, but in his heart he was thinking: "This person must be eliminated, otherwise there will be endless troubles later."

  Chen Jing saw him turn and leave, the smile on his face instantly disappearing, his eyes full of murderous intent. When he looked at Qin Hu, he knew it was the land god of Junling Town, but he also saw another green-faced ghost beside him, who was the one standing next to the river god at Wulong Gorge that day.