Chapter 345: Chapter 265: Sky River? River of the Underworld!_2

Because the Immortal’s Tomb and Liu Village were far apart, and because Jiang Hui had specifically sealed off that area, no villagers found out anything, nor did any living beings notice.

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In a hurry, several days passed.

On this day,

The Liu Village was peaceful and tranquil, full of poetic and picturesque scenery; it was as if it were embedded in a mild wine, the landscape rolling and the air filled with a light scent of drunkenness.

On the mountain behind the village, upon the vast mountain range,

Jiang Hui was immersed in thought, concentrated on a single point, after returning from the Burying Ground, he began to summarize the various treasured techniques he had in his possession.

This habit which he had, developed when he was in the Lower Realm and had never been interrupted, but after a long time of persistence, he had gained some benefits.

The divine skills that Jiang Hui currently masters were certainly many, such as True Dragon Skills, Technique of Creation, Golden Toad Treasure Technique, Chaostic Divine Thunder, Necromancy, and so on. Any of them would be enough to shock the world if taken out; they could easily stir up wind and rain, incite a huge bloody storm, and drive countless people crazy, even to the point of abandoning everything. Even those Sect Hierarchs and Supreme Emperors couldn’t resist such a temptation.

However, whether it was True Dragon Skills or Technique of Creation, they were all a few of the rare terrifying techniques, but in truth, none of them were Jiang Hui’s own Dao.

For example, Lord Willow God’s Willow God’s Law, Emperor Huang Tian’s Liberal Change, and so on, were all extremely suitable for themselves, conceived over long years, had the fruit of advancing and innovating, and created an era for themselves. They were their own Dao.

Jiang Hui was now also heading down this road, but since this was about seeking the Dao, it could not be achieved in one step, and required a steady accumulation, either by witnessing life’s varied aspects or seeking the true understanding from the troubled world, or by killing decisively, and learning from the various conflicts.

Regardless of the method, as long as it was beneficial to oneself, it would be the best path. Fortunately, he had also found some ways forward. As long as he persisted meticulously, there would be a day when things would come to fruition naturally.

“Lord Willow God’s is called Willow God’s Law, what should I call mine in the future?”

Jiang Hui suddenly turned his thoughts to this. He couldn’t possibly also call it Willow God’s Law. Since it was his own, it should be unique. There was no need to duplicate someone else’s name, even if that person was once the Ancestral Spiritualist of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

“How about calling it Nameless Technique!”

But after thinking about it for a long time, Jiang Hui didn’t come up with a good-sounding name and couldn’t help but mumble in his heart.

In wuxia novels, it seemed like anything with the word ‘nameless’ in the name was quite powerful, not only techniques, but also people. Anything with the word ‘nameless’ in it was certainly not ordinary.

Jiang Hui shook his head, pushing his scattered thoughts to the back of his mind. He stopped thinking about these messy things and began to merge his treasured techniques.

“Whoosh…”

Just as his mind had just sunk into it, from afar, a loud roar of rushing water suddenly sounded.

The sound came from afar and was becoming clearer and clearer.

Jiang Hui opened his eyes, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

“From the sound… it seems to be heading towards Liu Village…”

His eyes were deep, like an unfathomable underworld abyss, his perception was astonishing, and he looked towards the location of the sound of water waves at the first moment.

Far away,

A huge river was suspended in the sky, like a terrifying serpent, with waves crashing and breaking the sky, rushing towards Liu Village at high speed…

From afar, the waves rolled and surged, hitting the sky, with an imposing and magnificent momentum.

“It’s that Sky River which buried countless Divine Spirit Corpses!”

Jiang Hui’s eyebrows slightly raised, recognizing this river that was rushing through the sky at first glance.

The river was swift, with all kinds of corpses appearing and disappearing within it, all of them bizarre as if they had just fallen, each of their flesh and blood full, their expressions calm.

“How did this Sky River get here?”

Jiang Hui was a little surprised in his heart.

However, he caught on immediately.

It was likely due to the shift in the location of the Immortal’s Tomb, leading to a change in the direction of the endless Sky River. It no longer passed by the Demon Lord’s Forbidden Land, but instead swept towards Liu Village.

“Rumble!”

Although the Sky River was vast and powerful, thanks to Paradise, it only swept over without truly infiltrating Liu Village, becoming lost among the overlapping rugged ridges and towering mountain ranges within the Utopia Array.

However, the seemingly innocuous river closely resembled the galloping of armies, with stars splashed around, continuously flashing with terrifying electric flares. It winded through mountain crevices and wherever it went all was in chaos. It was dark and rushed forward relentlessly, carrying such strong force that almost everything it passed was flattened to the ground.

Moreover, amidst the turbulent flow of water, the corpses within it, each emanating a glow, were controlled by the river water, wreaking havoc on the surrounding continuous mountains.

Jiang Hui was not worried that the Sky River could impact the Utopia Array. Burying the bodies of celestial gods, let alone immortal ones, would be impossible.

What bothered him was that the Sky River was too long, seemingly endless and infinite. Even though a considerable amount had already poured into the Utopia Array, there was still an exposed section of it, endless in sight, continuously gushing from an unknown distance…

This scene, indeed, terrified many villagers.

The colossal river was winding and twisting, seemingly endless. More ominously were the various corpses floating and sinking in it, all of which were symbols of ill omen.

Old man Lin, with a group of people around him, had rushed over hastily after hearing the news. Standing beside him were Lin Xin Tong and others.

Now, Little Eight Lin had grown more beautiful and attractive.

She was almost 26 years old, yet she remained single.

At her age, in other tribes, she would be considered an “aging leftover woman.” Commonly, women marry around seventeen or eighteen. In their twenties, some would even be mothers of five or six children.

Yet Old man Lin and Mrs. Zhang never urged her to do so. Little Eight Lin’s talents clearly unfolded before them, and it was reasonable to put romantic relationships on hold. If she ignited the Divine Flame one day and ascended to the Divine Position, her age would still be considered young.

“Everyone, don’t panic, don’t forget where we are. We’re in the village, with Lord Willow God protecting us. If anything happens, the people of Liu Village will be safe!”

Old man Lin furrowed his brows and shouted. Though the river looked exaggerated and part of it had already poured into the village, it had not caused any damage to Liu Village, indicating that Lord Willow God had taken action.

Indeed, after this shout, everyone quickly calmed down.

Yes, they were protected by Lord Willow God and had the Utopia Array outside the village. Why would they panic?

This realization made everyone feel more secure and relaxed. They each returned to their homes and resumed their interrupted tasks, busying themselves with their work.

Except for the villagers of Liu Village, these events were also noticed by many other beings from the outside world.

The change of course of Sky River was an unprecedented event, causing a great disturbance. The ground was shaking, the sky was roaring, and those farther away were less affected, but those nearby could not ignore it.

“What happened? Why has the Sky River changed its course out of nowhere? Where is it leading to now?!”

Some shouted, their faces shocked, feeling that something significant was about to happen.

The Sky River had been there since time immemorial. After crossing the Forbidden Land, it flowed into the Immortal’s Tomb. It had not changed for countless years. They might be witnessing history.

“Go!”

In a flash of understanding, Jiang Hui used the Divine Ability Dream of Millet to weave illusions, hiding all the unusual events.

At this level, he could create the title of Sect Hierarch. Even in the Upper Realm, he would be seen as a powerful being. The range covered by his Dream of Millet at this moment was a terrifying expanse of thousands of miles.

Within this range, any creature less powerful than him would sink into the illusion he meticulously created.

“Where’s the Sky River? How did it suddenly disappear?”

Within the Dream of Millet, some people yelled because the Sky River had disappeared and it was too weird for them.

“Something important must have happened, causing the Immortal’s Tomb to shift and the Sky River to change course. Could it be the appearance of the Supreme Secret Realm?!”

The beings around were all astounded, beating their chests in disappointment. They felt they had missed the biggest opportunity of their lives.