【Run!!! Run!!】
【Is this real or fake? I-I-I-I've already called the police!】
【A great disaster is coming! Run fast!!!】
【Run, host!!!!!】
After pausing for only a moment, the overwhelming tide of bullet comments practically covered the entire screen, but Wang Shuang was completely oblivious.
Her expression was blank, her mind went completely empty, and she felt her sixth sense frantically screaming warnings. The skin on the back of her neck tingled with pain, and every hair on her body stood on end.
The sounds of crying, screaming, blaring car horns, and roaring engines from all around merged and intertwined. Everyone froze in place, staring blankly into the distance.
The python, thick as a water bucket, was merely the appetizer.
Behind it was one colossal animal after another, so massive they seemed like they could only exist as special effects in movies.
A river clam with a diameter of five meters had its shell wide open, its soft flesh slapping the water as it fled frantically.
A dark, iron-colored water buffalo the size of a truck, with three bull horns growing on its head, emerged halfway from the riverbed, letting out a series of ferocious roars.
Behind it was a herd of slightly smaller water buffaloes.
A giant turtle as large as an island paddled at extreme speeds, its thick limbs churning up white spray several zhang high.
The massive Iron Headed Dragon King rampaged through, the iron-spike-like bone joints on its back spreading open as it broke the waves and rode the wind.
Countless floating corpses drifted to the surface, bobbing up and down in the rapid current.
A waterbird half the height of a human let out a long cry, breaking the almost uncanny silence.
Without exception, these creatures seemed to be driven by something, actually blocking the path before the great wave and frantically slamming their bodies against the low embankments along the shore. It was as if they intended to use their bodies of flesh and blood to forcibly dig out a new water channel!
Countless loaches as thick as pythons surged forward to clear the path, followed immediately by the herd of long-horned water buffaloes using their heads to push aside countless giant boulders, followed by white pythons spitting water and giant clams crushing stones!
The tall red willows and poplars along the banks collapsed row by row like chives at this moment!
Under such force of nature, the paved asphalt highway was as fragile as a sheet of paper.
The people at both ends of the highway looked at each other from afar, like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl separated by the Milky Way.
They stood on top of their cars, watching the beasts cross and the Yellow River change its course, their brains completely frozen.
The fear of giant beasts embedded in human genes was awakened—a memory left behind from the era of slash-and-burn agriculture and raw-flesh-eating.
Flee?
Flee where?
What were these giant beasts running from?
And what were they so afraid of?
What could make these monsters, which shouldn't even exist in reality, willingly submit to being driven?
Everyone seemed to realize something. A numbing sensation shot up their spines like an electric current rushing straight to their skulls, and they trembled all over as they looked into the distance.
“Rumble, rumble, rumble, rumble...”
The ground trembled, and a whirlpool faintly surged in the center of the river in the distance.
“Moo—”
The leading long-horned water buffalo suddenly threw its head back and let out a long bellow, two streams of white steam puffing from its nostrils, its expression filled with terror.
“Crack, crack, splash!!”
The sound of water slapping the banks on both sides was endless. Faint lightning seemed to surge at the horizon, and giant waves carrying yellow sand crashed onto both shores—
Giving people almost no time to react, along with the rolling of silver lines, a wave several zhang high rose from the center of the river. Its roar was like thunder, splashing pearls and spraying jade, like ten thousand horses falling silent together. The crest of the wave carried a momentum that swept everything away, arriving before them in the blink of an eye!
No one was typing in the stream's bullet comments anymore.
Those present raised their heads to look.
And there, atop the wave, was the instigator of this deluge: a crimson Yellow River carp dozens of meters long.
Its entire body was like rosy clouds, radiating a soft glow, and its tail was like silk, shimmering with brilliant colors.
On the fish's head, the silhouette of a person was faintly visible.
Wang Shuang did the boldest and most correct thing in her life.
Trembling, she held up her phone and pointed the camera at the wave over ten meters high, focusing and zooming in.
Under the lens, a green-robed woman with fluttering sleeves sat serenely on the head of the fish, accompanied by a Daoist boy. Her expression was indifferent, a golden lotus slowly blooming above her head, and her entire body shone with golden light.
Beneath the towering waves was a face as calm as an ancient well.
Amidst her fluttering robes was an unshakeable, steady posture.
The woman seemed to sense something and lightly cast her gaze over. Although there was a faint smile in her dark eyes, there was no emotion.
It was as if she were looking at a flower, a blade of grass, a tree, or a stone commonly found by the roadside.
It was as if all living beings under heaven were no different in her eyes.
“Look!!”
Someone strained their throat and screamed with all their might:
“Look quickly!!”
As the tide swept through, both sides of the newly opened river channel, which should have been filled with the withered yellow decay of early winter, burst into spring behind the red fish.
Willows sprouted branches, shrubs put forth leaves, reeds took root, and grass turned evergreen.
Tender yellow willow leaves danced in the air, the green leaves of the poplars shone with vibrant green, and the ground was covered in a gentle grassy green. Weeds like plantain, dandelion, white mugwort, and licorice broke through the soil, standing proud against the cold.
It was as if a giant had taken a paintbrush and made a heavy green stroke across this yellow earth, leaving behind a rushing jade ribbon of green.
The giant waves continued to extend until the crest of the wave was reduced to a mere white line in the distance.
Wang Shuang finally understood what those fleeing monsters were afraid of.
The Great Xia myths spoken of by the older generation in her childhood memories had descended into reality in such a simple and direct manner.
It brutally tore open the truth behind the world for all to see.
An immortal riding a fish, driving demons for a thousand li.
The Yellow River changing its course, spring returning in winter.
There really were demons in this world.
And Great Xia really had immortals.
Breathing with difficulty, she felt her heart pounding wildly in her chest, deeply engraving the image of the immortal riding the fish into her mind, flashing back repeatedly.
Having survived the disaster, the surrounding people collapsed onto the ground, drained of all strength, staring blankly at the river that had sliced the asphalt highway in half.
Everything had happened too quickly; it felt just like a dream.
Only then did Wang Shuang remember something. She looked down at her live stream, which was already showing a black screen:
【We are sorry. Your live stream room has experienced an abnormal surge in data and has been temporarily banned. Please contact the backend staff later to apply for unbanning.】
And the final “viewer count” displayed on the screen stopped exactly at the terrifying number of 2,150,000.
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The towering waves were colossal, spreading over a thousand li in an instant, as several giant beasts forcibly left behind a fairly straight new riverbed on the earth.
The waters of the Yellow River rushed along into the flat and vast farmlands. If viewed from the sky, one would see the river turning a sharp ninety-degree bend around the center of the river.
And in the very center of the riverbed, a massive water-filled heavenly pit with a diameter of a hundred meters was revealed. The river water gushed out with waves of bone-chilling coldness, accompanied by bursts of strange, howling wind.
The Yellow River changing its course, spring returning in winter.
Such a miracle.
Was actually created by a single person.
What a terrifying power.
Standing in the bare center of the riverbed, Qin Yue looked at the heavenly pit leading to the secret realm, unable to stop her heart from racing with shock.
Just what level of cultivation did Ma Guniang possess?
To her knowledge, among the 1,341 registered practitioners officially recorded, not a single one possessed the strength to force the Yellow River to change its course.
—Of course, the Mountain Lord of the southwest region did not count.
As for the spiritual energy Ma Guniang released while casting her spell, it directly saturated both banks, creating a miraculous spectacle of spring returning to the earth in the dead of winter!
She had heard that Longhu Mountain had once returned to spring overnight, but that was not the work of a single person; rather, it was due to the eruption of a spiritual pulse.
Yet Ma Guniang had simply felt that there were demon beasts escaping from the secret realm, and since the waterway was buried deep underground, making it inconvenient for her to harvest spirit herbs in the future, she had casually created a new riverbed.
Filling mountains and creating seas in an instant—it was like the methods of immortals in myths and legends.
Watching the red and blue police lights flashing in the distance and the large convoy of military trucks entering the scene, Qin Yue couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh:
It seemed that Great Xia would be completely unable to hide the matter of the Spiritual Resurgence anymore.
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