"Hmph, ignorant little demon, you dare to discuss the Way? The one who speaks is just a minor river god, a speck of dust in the vast universe. Today, he will surely be annihilated amidst the waves of the Jing River." Ao Yu Feng stood up, his angry voice thundering as a surge of powerful pressure burst forth like a tsunami. With this outburst, the waters around him instantly became turbulent and chaotic, forming a circle of dark currents.

  The giant red shrimp was terrified, afraid that Ao Yu Feng would strike out with a single blow and shatter the shell into dust. It quickly jumped up, its pincer striking the shell, pinning her behind it, and rapidly shouted to Ao Yu Feng in a loud voice: "Your Highness, she's just a small river spirit, unfamiliar with the ways of the immortal world. Your noble heart is vast and open, don't lower yourself to her level."

  He stood with his hands clasped behind him, looked up at the sky and said proudly: "How could I be on an equal footing with her? I will let her see how I trample the river god she worships into the mud."

  "Yes, yes, yes. The prince's power is boundless, killing the little demon in this small river would sully the prince's hands."

  "You're not bad, when I go back, I can take you with me to the Western Sea."

  "Thank you, Prince! Thank you, Prince!" The big red shrimp said quickly with gratitude.

  The shell behind him hummed lightly, scaring the big red shrimp to death, but fortunately, the shell only hummed lightly and didn't say anything.

  The water waves in the river suddenly became abnormal, Ao Yu's eyes narrowed, looking out towards the outside of the cave mansion. His eyes seemed to be able to see through the entire 9,300-mile-long Jing River at a glance. The giant red shrimp also seemed to have sensed something, its large protruding eyes moving left and right.

  The Dragon King Temple in the He River has water, but the water is extremely calm and clear, just like people on land are in fresh air. No matter how turbulent the river waves outside, it's all peaceful and quiet inside, without a single ripple or sound.

  The Dragon King's Water Palace of the Jing River didn't have a gate, although from the outside it was impossible to see what was inside, but inside one could clearly see the situation outside. Only saw a ten-year-old boy in casual clothes sinking into the water, his feet not moving and his body not shaking, with an expression on his face that looked more excited than afraid.

  He came to the front of the Jinghe Dragon King Water Mansion, opened his mouth and said loudly: "The river god's servant is serving the river god's order, presenting the Mítian Sword to the Dragon King." The voice was not loud, but still had a hint of childishness, however, it was transmitted into the Dragon King Water Mansion exceptionally clearly.

  Ao Yu furrowed his brow in the gentle breeze, then burst out laughing: "Offer your sword! I'll take it!"

  The big red shrimp was pondering what the River God had sung, and as he thought, Ao Yu Feng raised his hand slightly. The invisible water gate of the Water Palace formed a dark current on both sides, and Li Xiang Ning walked in step by step. His eyes looked at Ao Yu Feng, not looking at the big red shrimp shell, and came directly to Ao Yu Feng's face. He tilted his head and said loudly: "The River God says that the dragon should return to the sea, only then can it be deeply hidden. What can a small shallow water do to house a true dragon?"

  Ao Yu didn't pay attention to Li Xiangning at all, looking down on her from a superior position.

  Suddenly, a hand reached out and grabbed it, and Li Qian Ning's sword flew towards him, as if an invisible thread was pulling the sword towards him.

  "What qualifications does a god like you have to talk to me? Look, I'll use the sword you gave me to cut down your people." Ao Yu Feng thought to himself.

  "Danger!" Ao Yu's heart surged with a strong sense of danger, and in an instant, the magic power on his body burst out like a flame, a fierce light erupted, and the big red shrimp was blown away by the wave before it could even dodge. The shell also flew up and disappeared into the water, creating a ripple that spread out and vanished.

  The big red shrimp suddenly dazed and turned around, unaware of what had happened, but in his ears he heard a strong sword hum. He immediately knew that the River God had arrived.

  Chen Jing had said he would perform a law for those demons to see, but after dawn, not a word was spoken. Legend has it that in the ancient times of heaven and earth, when a true dragon is born, it possesses an innate ability to hear any desired words from within water. Now that there are no more true dragons in the world, this divine power must have also disappeared. Nevertheless, Chen Jing still dared not be careless, and stepped on the river waves without saying a word.

  At this moment, the big red shrimp couldn't see anything clearly, but the people outside could. In that instant, the palace where generations of Dragon Kings lived suddenly became transparent and clear. The sword that had been sheathed flew out, a white light rushing towards Ao Feng's throat like a startled deer. Ao Feng's face was filled with terror as his body quickly transformed into a dragon under the sword's light, but before his scales were fully formed and his dragon horns appeared, he was beheaded by the sword. Only in death did he reveal his true form.

  When the big red shrimp looked back, he saw a blue-robed man standing in front of the throne, with a resolute expression amidst his clear and elegant features. It was not Chen Jing, but someone else. However, at this moment, Chen Jing still had an icy killing aura in his eyes as seen by the big red shrimp. Until now, he seemed to have suddenly realized that the River God was no longer what he used to be. In a flash of lightning, he thought back to all the events that had occurred since Chen Jing became the River God, and they were almost all life-and-death struggles, each time barely escaping with his life.

  Under Chen Jing's feet was a dragon that had already shown its true form, with a body several meters long and scales as green as jade. It wasn't the noble gold or white silver color either. The dragon clan valued gold the most, followed by white silver, and then miscellaneous colors. Miscellaneous-colored dragons were equivalent to ordinary people in the mortal world, while golden and silver dragons were equivalent to royalty and nobility.

  Ao Yu Feng is obviously a dragon of mixed colors, but despite this, he is still high above all the scaled creatures in the world. In the water domain, dragons are revered as supreme, and the entire water domain is under the control of the dragon clan.

  The giant red shrimp and the outside yao ling were extremely shocked, never thinking that Chen Jing would be able to cut down a dragon in an instant. Although it was just a miscellaneous dragon of unknown generations, it was still incredibly precious, especially compared to the creatures living in the water. He couldn't help but shudder, steadying his emotions as he looked at the dragon's body on the ground before immediately running over, not towards Chen Jing, but rather pouncing on Ao Yu Feng's dragon body, muttering to himself: "What a sin, so much dragon blood, it should be able to let many water domain yao ling obtain the dragon tribe's bloodline."

  "It's useless, once the dragon dies, its blood becomes the most toxic and evil substance in the world. Even a spiritual treasure with slightly lower spirituality will lose its spirituality if it comes into contact with it." The shell floated in the water and said.

  The big red shrimp immediately retreated far, far away, afraid of getting a single drop of dragon blood. Suddenly, as if he had come back to his senses, he shouted loudly: "River God, you are really powerful, and can even easily kill the Western Sea Dragon."

  What he said was exaggerated, Chen Jing looked easy to cut down, but this sword was indeed the culmination of Chen Jing's skill and effort, and with a stealthy second sword, how could Ao Yu Feng dodge it.

  No matter whether it's a battle of martial arts in the cultivation world or a war between two countries in the mortal realm, even among top fighters in the mortal realm, many unbelievable things can happen. There has never been anyone who is guaranteed to win. The same goes for battles of martial arts in the cultivation world. Many people in the cultivation world make appointments to battle each other and borrow treasures everywhere before the day of the battle. However, today Chen Jingruo appeared on his own initiative, which would have inevitably led to a great war. Nevertheless, he pretended to be weak and allowed Li Xuan's sword to approach, causing Ao Yufeng, who had always been arrogant and disdainful of Chen Jing, to become complacent deep down in his heart. As one side grew weaker and the other stronger, Ao Yufeng was eventually killed by Chen Jing with a single sword strike.

  Chen Jing beheaded the mysterious dragon king from the Western Sea, scaring the large red shrimp half to death. However, Chen Jing didn't truly put it in his heart. For him, this was just a small episode. The path of cultivation was long and arduous, with great changes in heaven and earth imminent, and whether he could survive or not was still unknown. How could he have the mind to consider who he had grudges against and who he needed to guard against? Over the years, standing in front of the River God Temple, he found that his heart became increasingly calm. If it weren't for this, when the evil spirit appeared in the City Guardian's Mansion, shouting loudly, his mind would have been greatly disturbed.

  "Cultivation is cultivating the mind, after a thousand years of grinding and polishing, a pure and calm mind is revealed, reflecting all things, yet not being disturbed by all things."

  Chen Jing didn't know that someone had said something like this millions of years ago. At this moment, he just had a faint feeling about it.

  Beyond the Qu River, a distant and mysterious spirit watched from afar, waiting for them, and looked at all this with even more reverence for Chen Jing.

  Out of the Dragon King Temple by the Jing River, the big red shrimp naturally showed off its prowess, proudly looking at the demons on both sides of the riverbank. In front of Chen Jing, when facing these demons, he always had a complacent look on his face.

  While the shell returned to silence, in the face of Ao Yu Feng's pressure, the big red shrimp chose to be evasive, only until it reached a critical decision point.

  When people are safe and sound, they can't guarantee how they will react when faced with a life-or-death situation. Just like many self-proclaimed heroes in the world who become cowards when their lives are threatened. Sometimes, a person's inner strength is not shown by what they say, but by the choices they make at critical moments.

  Chen Jing stood on the river surface and looked up at Mount Kunlun, only to see the mountain high and majestic, reaching the clouds, with white snow shining brightly.

  At this moment, he suddenly had a surge of excitement that rose to the ninth heaven, and an impulse to swallow the Kunlun Mountains. He now somewhat understands why the Jiaolong Wang wanted to flood the Kunlun back then, although there are things in it that Chen Jing doesn't know about. And now, although Chen Jing hasn't obtained the position of Jinghe Dragon King yet, a similar idea has been brewing in his heart, only hidden deep within, and now seeing the Kunlun Mountains, that idea is growing wildly like wild grass, he didn't suppress it.

  In the distance, he seemed to see a Taoist priest wearing a yellow robe standing on the mountain top, holding a golden pagoda and overlooking the Jing River, overlooking all living things.

  Ye Qingxue was still in that Linglong Town's You Tower, how could Chen Jing forget, how could he bear to forget, how could he be willing to forget.