The Blade-Wielding Legend
Chapter 385 - 238 Water God Immortality Technique

Chapter 385: Chapter 238 Water God Immortality Technique

"Interesting..."

Li Yan, already accustomed to the dense fog surrounding him,

understood that this situation typically meant either a communication with God or a Yin Bureau mission.

Without any hesitation, he immediately quickened his pace and moved forward.

Soon, the thick fog dispersed, revealing a figure ahead.

It was a pool of water, from which an Earth Spirit was emerging halfway out, with red hair, yellow beard, green eyes, yellow face, and dressed in golden armor—its appearance somewhat bizarre.

However, its predicament seemed rather tragic.

It hunched over, its hands resting on the bank, with a massive bronze cone piercing through the back of its hands, nailed to the ground.

A chain hung from the bronze cone, traversing across its neck.

It looked like some cruel punishment.

"Oooh~"

A mournful cry rose up, emanating from its mouth.

It turned out to be sealed!

Li Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, deep in thought.

This must be the Three Gorges Water God, Huang Demon God, which according to records, was once a Good God that ensured the safe passage of passing boats.

After being sealed, its efficacy declined, and naturally, the incense offerings ceased.

It could only have lasted until now because it was once very powerful.

Most likely, it could no longer hold on and, sensing its end was near, cried out in the night.

Who would do such a thing?

Li Yan, curious, walked up to take a closer look.

Clank clank clank!

The sound of chains rang out as Huang Demon God’s massive head lifted, its eyes as blue as the river staring at him.

In an instant, the surrounding scenery changed once more.

There was the riverbed with swirling mud and sand and swaying aquatic plants.

Two earth veins, resembling arms extending from the land, protruded from the bank and stretched into the river.

At the ends of these veins were two bronze pillars as thick as water buckets, covered in verdigris and entwined with seaweed and shells.

Chains also coiled around the bronze pillars, extending down to the riverbed.

As the light and shadows shifted again, Li Yan’s perspective followed the chain downwards, revealing a sight that greatly surprised him.

He saw a stone coffin buried at the bottom of the river, with bronze beast heads on each side, connected to the chain above.

Next, the lid of the coffin slowly became transparent.

Inside lay a body, its age unknown, swollen and pale, with long, dark hair churning and covering most of its body, much like a water ghost...

Simultaneously, the vision changed again.

But this time, it was a well used to give out Yin Bureau missions.

However, it was just an ordinary well, not one of those Black Wells with blood water.

Li Yan had already figured out the pattern.

Ordinary wells were for capturing yin criminals that disturbed the balance of life and death.

Black Wells with blood water were for suppressing demons that had escaped to the Human World.

He already had a guess in his mind and placed his hands on the edge of the well.

As expected, the well water quickly formed a vortex, first revealing the coffin, then the light flickered, showing another scene:

A white-haired old Confucian Scholar stood by the river, seemingly heartbroken and then plunged into the river with a splash.

Afterward, long, black hair rose from the dark depths of the river, enveloping him bit by bit like aquatic plants...

Goodness me!

Both a communication with God and a Yin Bureau mission had appeared simultaneously.

Li Yan was shocked, and the visions before his eyes vanished immediately.

The communication with God was swift, appearing but for a brief moment to others, unnoticed.

With a serious expression, Li Yan stepped into the Divine Hall.

The interior of the Divine Hall was already in ruins. If it weren’t for the old caretaker’s cleaning, it would have likely collapsed.

But the old man was not very mobile, so cobwebs covered the high corners, and in the dark, rats scurried in and out of the corners.

Li Yan performed the Yang Jue, taking a deep breath.

Indeed, there was still a trace of Divine Astral lingering within the Divine Statue, but it was faint and on the verge of shattering, carrying a whiff of Yin Evil Qi.

"How is it?"

The Daoist knew what he was doing and quickly asked.

Li Yan did not rush to respond but spoke gravely, "Near Guizhou City, have there ever been cases of water ghosts causing trouble?"

"That’s a given," said the Daoist dismissively. "The Three Gorges have historically been a critical military passageway, treacherous waters where countless souls have perished; the presence of water ghosts is only to be expected."

"Not ordinary water ghosts?"

Li Yan shook his head, "I mean the kind that harm people at will, torment dreams of the villagers, demanding blood sacrifices and the construction of temples to be worshipped."

The Daoist’s expression immediately turned somber, "Evil God?"

"I’ve been in Zigui County for only a few years and have not encountered such cases; I must look back at past records after returning."

"Young Hero Li, have you discovered something?"

"Let’s talk about that later."

Once the three had left the ruined temple, Li Yan spoke softly, "Someone has meddled with the Three Gorges Water God here. I suspect it’s related to one of the Longevity Evil Techniques from the ’Eternal Immortal Vault’..."

He had already realized what was happening after seeing the previous visions.

In the "Eternal Immortal Vault," there were many Longevity Evil Techniques related to water, and the arrangement he had seen closely resembled the "Water God Immortality Technique."

Longevity wasn’t merely about the physical body—immortality could also mean the eternal existence of the soul.

This was one such method.

The practitioner would first consume the fortune of the Divine, then transform into a Ghost God, prompting people to build temples for worship and make blood sacrifices.

The worshipped Demon God, known as Lu Li, was rumored to be a demon transformed from a spirit carp, usually depicted as a woman in white mourning clothes, often sitting by the river, crying.

Anyone drawn by the sobbing to the river’s edge would meet harm.

Of course, while this technique was profound, it also had a weakness: the flesh it attached to wouldn’t last many years before decaying, and a new host must be found.

This interval was the best opportunity to deal with the practitioner.

The Three Gorges Water God, Huang Demon God, was already at its end. It had managed to preserve itself until now solely to shield the practitioner from disaster.

Once the practitioner was eliminated, Huang Demon God would also dissipate.