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Jiang Wang is now a fish on the shore, no longer leaping and splashing. It's about to die of thirst.

Even if it were poison, one would have to drink it to quench their thirst.

Drink this cup.

Death by poison is a later matter, death by thirst is the current one.

At the end of Ganquan Lane, there is a fork in the road.

On the left, lies a bustling district along Jiuquan Avenue, with towering skyscrapers. To the right are some small breweries, consisting of low-lying houses and hardworking people living their lives.

A wall stood ahead, enclosing this filthy Ganquan Alley, where aimless vagrants wandered. Simple bricks, the easiest decoration for the urban landscape.

Gu Shiyi faced left, Yan Sheng faced right, Jiang Wang looked at Gu Shiyi and went forward, passing through the wall.

The homeless people on Ganquan Lane had never heard their conversation, not from beginning to end. Only at this moment, when they saw someone walking through the wall, did they slightly raise their eyes, but they also thought it was a drunken dream.

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What is "piercing walls" In a world hazy with intoxication, magical things happen!

Some wall-passing techniques in folklore legends are only considered basic means for extraordinary cultivators. However, Jiang Wang had never learned them. Only at his current level, whether starting from Yuanli or directly moving space, was it effortless.

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His three Dharma forms remain in the courtyard gifted by Brother Yanxian. He contemplates the classics of sealing techniques – Brother Yanxian said that he had no worldly possessions, so he gifted him a dwelling and land, as well as mundane objects to his friends.

Grandmaster Jiang roamed the bustling marketplace, his true form evident. He perused the notes gifted by Mr. Yan while nonchalantly savoring the atmosphere of the world.

The pressure of Heaven is everywhere, like water flooding over your head from all directions.

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He felt himself walking down a road from which there was no turning back, growing closer to "people" and farther away from "humanity".

He knew very well what he had lost along the way.

I really wish I could hold onto those feelings!

The giant turtle swam in the sky, “Ghostface Fish Realm” would experience a downpour next.

The "ghost fish" is a ferocious and bloodthirsty giant fish said to be the incarnation of vengeful spirits that have perished in the sea. It is impervious to swords and guns, appearing and disappearing without a trace. For a long time, it was the most feared maritime disaster for sailors and was also known as the "sea ghost".

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When Sink All True Monarch was young, he mobilized a large amount of manpower and material resources. Through the sixteen-character strategy of "plotting at designated points, burying stakes and pulling formations, linking chains to form nets, and circling fish to swallow poison," he cleared the sea area of ghost-faced fish. This made him famous in the nearby seas and gained him the love of the people.

Though ghostface pufferfish are now nearly extinct, the name of this sea area remains.

It has always been desolate, probably due to excessive bloodshed. Although it is located near the front lines of the Spirit Realm, it has never faced much defensive pressure.

Wang Kun's master was Meng Yu, a real person from Penglai Island who still resided in Cangwu Realm. Penglai Island has always been suspended overseas. Although its true location is not visible to mortals, it often exerts influence on the sea.

Jing Guo's maritime deployments usually take place with the support of Penglai Island.

It was precisely because of this relationship that Wang Kun, a fellow who should have been relegated to obscurity for eight hundred years, was given another chance to prove himself in Jing Guo, a land teeming with talent.

He didn't stay in the nearby islands for long, but he did his research so that he wouldn't know nothing.

Seeing Li Longchuan lead the fleet into this remote sea area, he directly asked: "General Li, have you taken a wrong turn"

"That's right, here it is," Li Longchuan said.

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Wang Kun smiled but didn't smile: "I remember this place is not in the Fishing Sea Building security zone."

"That should be it now," Li Longchuan said.

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“Why don't you ask your friends at the Fishing Tower” Li Longchuan looked at him. “Or are you... disagreeing”

"Can I disagree" Wang Kun asked.

Li Longchuan smiled wryly: "This is the decision of the Zhenhai Alliance, representing the will of billions of people in the coastal islands. I'm afraid it's not up to Jing Guo, nor you."

Wang Kun looked at him: “I have the utmost respect for Brother Li, but Brother Li has always wanted to provoke me!”

“Are you angry Where did that come from” Li Longchuan feigned surprise: “Adjustments to maritime defense need to consider your feelings, Wang Kun — is that what you mean”

Seeing him put on such a show, Wang Kun's anger almost boiled over: "General Li suddenly changed the defense zone of Diaohailou to target us. Isn't that a friendly act"

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“Temporary zone change I don't have that much authority!” Li Longchuan laughed several times, then stopped laughing and said in a serious tone: “Perhaps it's because your Jingguo warriors are too elite, and Wang Kun is too outstanding. The Haihai Alliance's high-level thinks you can be entrusted with more arduous tasks. The Ghostface Fish Sea has always been a dangerous place, not something ordinary people can handle!”

Wang Kun grinned: "It seems the Qi State truly treats the sea borders as their own, not allowing anyone else a say. In just a few years, there's been no other sound on the high seas Truly unfortunate how Zhenjun Chen of the Deep Sea perished. The Dragonfisher should harbor resentment!"

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Li Longchuan, however, didn't want to say more. He simply said: "If Jingjun doesn't want to help anymore, he can turn around and go back. Li will also be willing to make things easier for the king brother. But if you break a promise once, next time you come again, it won't be so easy... I think the king brother should understand!"

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“Go back” Wang Kun raised his head: “Why go back The central scene is magnificent, enjoying the supreme power of the country, and bearing the responsibility for the world for four thousand years. Since the high-level officials of the Zhenhai Alliance trust our Jingguo soldiers so much, then we will take charge of this ‘Ghost Face Fish Sea’!”

Those furious emotions were like a mask being ripped away. Beneath the mask, he appeared calm and resolute, raising his arm with a single sweep: "Send the order down, camp here and prepare for defense. Let our brothers at sea see how the central government operates!"

The Dou E warriors, renowned as "the world's number one army," flew about in all directions, scattering like a giant net spread open in the air.

Li Longchuan was silent for a moment, only watching Jing Jun's actions quietly.

At this time, rain falls silently upon the calm sea, like raindrops caught in a net.

The giant turtle beneath one's feet hung motionless in mid-air, its heavy eyes closed for an unknown amount of time.

When Qin Guangwang opened his eyes, the green jade-like depths of his gaze flowed with the shadows of the mortal realm.

He looked at all of this, already so different.

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According to legend, the Myriad Immortals Palace, which was once lost at sea and thought to be unseen forever, has been hidden all along in this desolate sea area. It is concealed in the gap where light and sound waves intersect.

It must be the special iridescent light that is consistent, and it must be a fleeting thought that disappears instantly.

Both light patterns and sound waves have unique structures, and when they converge at a specific moment, that's when the gate can truly be summoned.

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Of course, the "Trailing Song" sung by King Chu Jiang is not the sound of opening the ruins of the true Wanxian Palace.

But the score of Yiluo Ge was once collected by Wanxian Palace and later obtained by King Qin Guang from the outer palace. It carried the aura of Wanxian Palace and, along with the ruins of Wanxian Palace, weathered the passage of time.

The King of Chujiang restored the ancient melodies, while the King Qin Guang, utilizing this connection, started with a fallen ancient score. He traced back the origins of the sounds and found the unique sound pattern that could awaken the ruins of Wanxian Palace, which he then sketched out.

And the beam of light that ran through the ruins of Wanxian Palace, he had found it much earlier. However, for the last few strokes of the light map, he was a little hazy.

These days, I've been sailing with King Chujiang in a solitary boat, continuously measuring light and sound, finally inching closer to the "true appearance."

With precise light and sound patterns, coupled with the true key he had hidden from outside Wanxian Palace—now shimmering before him in a teardrop-shaped jade object—these three elements finally pushed open the gates of this ancient ruin!

What floated before him was not jade, but a true drop of water.

Nine thousand six hundred years of accumulation, it is only born in the "Xuánhuá Jìngshuǐ" of the eternally dark vortex.

Even in the harshest environments of the deep ocean, the Eternal Maelstrom is one of the most brutal disasters. The larger it is, the more dangerous it becomes.

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The Great Prison Sovereign Zhong Xi rose to prominence by shattering the Abyssal Vortex. Even when Gao Jie was still alive, he garrisoned the Abyssal Vortex for a long time, never moving an inch.

It was in such disasters that Xuanhua Jing Shui could arise through coincidence.

Only those who are naturally capable can truly acquire it.

But the drop of Xuanhua pure water before King Qin Guang was not a vessel for storing treasures, but a container itself - a drop of water containing light.

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Tens of thousands of years ago, light shone upon the Wanxian Palace.

Upon closer inspection, that ray of light that has weathered the years, swims like a dragon in the water.

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If you bring your ear close to this droplet, you can hear the waves singing within it. So in this drop of water, there are still the sounds of bygone eras.

Light and sound weave dreams, eyes and ears are the gateway!

That distant and dreamy celestial palace mirage, manifested in the convergence of light and sound, stepping out of the time-space labyrinth, surging back to the present day.

A scene of ruin and despair, all filled with sorrow!

This is... Wanxian Palace An echo of a bygone era, so tragic and stirring.

King Chu Jiang opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He feared that even his voice might disturb these relics of history.

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Qin Guang Wang also had no words.

A myriad of emerald lights danced like fireflies, endless sorrow blooming across the seasons. He stood alone at the bow of the ship, his long robe billowing in the wind, the mask at his waist lifted by the breeze, the characters "Qin Guang" on it appearing as if they were dripping with blood.

He stepped directly off the ship, onto a path woven from light and sound, walking toward the gate of the nonexistent fairy palace.

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A half-broken table, a collapsed wall.

The blood was not fresh, and there were no cries of sorrow.

What unforeseen event could have brought down the once illustrious and powerful Wanxian Palace, which boasted "humans are immortals among immortals" How did they go from such grandeur to such ruin overnight

The grand spectacle of the Wanxian Lai Chao

still shines in historical records. The decay and ruin of broken walls have already been swallowed by time.

In the void, there was a broken bridge, flowing emerald light, connecting the fractured parts.

Qin Guang Wang led the way, and Chu Jiang Wang followed behind. Thus they walked forward, in the hazy illusion, crossing this bridge.

After crossing the bridge, King Chujiang tore a piece of paper with his hand, as if tearing open a door. Behind the door was a dense crowd of white squirrels that poured out in an instant, jumping and hopping towards the ruins of the fairy palace.

These squirrels are indeed quite cute, round and plump like little snowballs. However, they are incredibly agile, fast as lightning, and during their movement, they gradually become a kaleidoscope of colors.

To conceal her identity, this squirrel is a breed that has never appeared in the world. It's a species of exploratory squirrel she herself bred—one that stores disasters as its nuts and consumes them.

Their tails change color, reflecting different levels of danger with various hues. There are seven colors in total, with purple representing the most severe threat.

Qin Guangwang then, after Chu Jiangwang went down the bridge, wiped his hand back—

The bridge connecting Wanxian Palace to the outside world seemed to have been worn down by time, instantly crumbling and falling like dust.

He was the kind of person who would burn bridges after crossing them and hide in the palace as soon as he entered. The benefits he had painstakingly and through many life-or-death situations, were naturally not allowed to be shared with others. This move was precisely to erase the traces of Wanxian Palace, so that he could have ample time to explore the interior of the palace slowly.

But just then, a sound of the tide arose——

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Boom boom boom, boom boom boom!

This sound was like a chorus of beasts roaring, shaking the heavens. It grew closer and closer, reverberating in one's ears as if it were right next to them.

King Chujiang released the last of the gluttonous pine squirrels, turning back at the gate of the Immortal Palace. In his gaze, a line of tide surged forward from afar, rapidly rising to meet him.

As far as the eye can see, it's like a line. Up close, it resembles a dike. When it reaches before you, it's vast and magnificent, reaching up to the sky like a towering wall!

Upon that headland, stood a young man in armor, sword in hand, gazing this way. He raised his head with confidence and bellowed, "I am Tian Chang, the vanguard general of the Zhurui Army of the Great Qi Empire! Under heaven, all is the King's land. The shores of the East Sea are also within the King's domain - I have heard of the disturbances in the sea. Who dares to cause such a commotion here!"

The cicada-catcher was caught by the yellow sparrow.

King Chujiang's brow furrowed and then lifted. She was surprised by the other party's identity; in today's East Sea, no power could rival Qi State.

This suddenly appearing Zhan Yu army, undoubtedly represents the most powerful force in this sea domain.

But this man came alone, without bringing an army to surround him. Regardless of the reason, it suggests that there is still room for maneuver—perhaps the other side didn't want Qi Ting to know either.

That phrase "oceanic unrest" was the reason. He claimed to have arrived after sensing movement, not having made prior arrangements — but where would King Qin Guang leave any clues for them!

Unlike Chu Jiang Wang, who was thoughtful and deeply familiar with official procedures, always wanting to understand everything thoroughly, Qin Guang Wang was always decisive and often took unconventional approaches.

He doesn't have to think first, he'll ask you if you even qualify him to think!

Hearing this person arrive swaggering, boasting so loudly, he didn't say a word. He just turned his head, green eyes flashing, and glanced at the man —

That gaze hadn't even landed, yet in the process of King Qin Guang turning his head, Tian Chang, the lone tide surge, received a jolt. A bone-deep chill ran through him! Almost instinctively, he wanted to draw out the Chi Sign saber hidden deep within his blood.

Compared to the large Qi army knife he currently possessed, the sword named Chao Xin had the most formidable power at sea, able to give him a slight sense of security.

But as he thought about the blade of faith, he realized that the fear he felt had its origins in the blade itself. The famed weapon, ahead of him, seemed to foreshadow a fate of destruction!

King Qin Guang at one glance, it is a disaster!

In indescribable fear, Tian Chang looked up and saw a sheet of white.

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That was a pale hue.

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Danger isolation, emotional relief, and widening your perspective are all necessary to see things clearly.

This is a hand.

A hand that had severed King Qin Guang's gaze.

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Chained, pale and thin, it hung there innocently.

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Every bone is clearly defined, like five white mountain ranges.

It was said to be shackles, but the iron chain had broken, with only a few scattered iron rings dangling like ornaments rather than restraints.

Tian Changcai's heart, which had loosened, suddenly tightened again.

Although the danger from King Qin Guang was isolated, the danger itself did not disappear. Even now, what has arrived is the danger itself!

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He knew he would come, even that he was sent by him.

But he was still afraid! Xian Gong era. Jiang Wang does not intend to expose it in public, so he positions himself as an intermediary for knowledge. When Xie Ai narrates, he occasionally conveys Bai Yun Tongzi's questions, p...