The First Demon of the Chan Sect
Chapter 469 - 12: Flying Snake Breaks the Soil

Chapter 469: Chapter 12: Flying Snake Breaks the Soil

In the jeweled splendor of the cave dwelling, the previous bustle seemed to have vanished.

The lonely cave echoed incessantly with the unbelievable words spoken by the Crab Claw before its death.

"Hmph, truly nonsensical!" Flying Snake snorted coldly, summoned a surge of clear water, and washed the jade ground clean of bloodstains. Then, with a frosty gaze, he surveyed the other water attribute creatures and said, "Do you all think the same way?"

"Whimper..."

As Flying Snake’s gaze swept over them, they felt as if a chilling wind had blown into their faces. Their bodies shivered intensely, and cold sweat dripped profusely from their foreheads.

Damn it! With you glaring at us like that, who would dare agree with you! Isn’t that like holding a lantern in a restroom—seeking death!

Thus, all the water attribute creatures bowed their heads, meekly examining their shoes.

"A bunch of cowards!" Flying Snake suddenly felt bored and snorted coldly again: "That fatso has lived in comfort for many years, his brain has rotted! After you go back, prepare quickly. Aim to break the dam within one month and flood the entire Huaxia Land!"

Perhaps because Flying Snake had given such a short timeframe, a short-statured creature hesitated for a long while before finally stepping forward and saying, "Great, Great King... that, that dam has Nine Heavens Crowded! With our, our Daluo Golden Immortal Realm’s abilities, it’s very, very hard to break through!"

His name was Black Eel, an innate eel that had cultivated for one billion eight hundred and ninety million years. He thought this assignment to stir up a flood was a cushy job. Who would have thought he’d encounter such a psychotic? Regretfully, he had nowhere to cry. Now, he couldn’t even speak smoothly.

Flying Snake did not respond, just stared intently at this frail creature.

This creature trembled all over, feeling hairy inside from Flying Snake’s intense gaze.

It was unclear how much time passed, but suddenly Flying Snake burst into loud laughter: "You little one are not bad! Managing to withstand my aura for so long, hahaha!"

Black Eel forced an ugly smile and said, "Great, Great King... It’s not that we don’t want to complete Emperor Taiyi’s mission, it’s just..."

"Enough!" Flying Snake waved his hand gently, taking out tens of thousands of round, pitch-black balls from his storage space and distributed them among the demons, saying, "These are called Kui Water Yin Thunder, which I made when I was bored. After a month, as long as you embed them in the dam and trigger them with your Primordial Spirits. Not to mention Nine Heavens Soil, even Mount Buzhou of the old days could be blasted open!"

Upon hearing this, Black Eel’s hand holding the Kui Water Yin Thunder trembled violently, almost dropping them.

Seeing the expressions of ecstatic joy on the other demons’ faces, Black Eel silently stored the Kui Water Yin Thunder and bowed to Flying Snake, saying, "Thank you for your gift, Great King!"

The other demons also came to their senses, kowtowing and flattering Flying Snake, expressing their loyalty.

For Flying Snake, who was at the Sub-Saint Early Stage, these Daluo Golden Immortals were mere ants. He waved his hand and said, "Scram, all of you just scram!"

The demons dared not disobey and hurriedly returned to their respective waters to make arrangements.

Time flew, and just as the Human Clan was celebrating and the Demon Race was setting up once again, one month quickly passed.

That day, the Human Clan was busy rebuilding their homes.

Suddenly, the skies above the Heavenly Vault filled with rising wind and clouds, with flashes of lightning and rolls of thunder.

Immediately followed dark clouds filling the sky, eclipsing the sun, and then a torrential downpour accompanied by thunder and lightning engulfed the entire Human Clan’s land. The deluge, seemingly conscious, concentrated above several major rivers inland.

"Boom boom boom!"

Suddenly, sounds of thunderous roars reverberated through heaven and earth, shocking people to their core.

The towering dykes, as if suddenly pushed over from the side. Endless torrents cascaded down from Shan Point, gouging out countless enormous breaches along the long river channels.

Before long, the sound of ’whoosh whoosh whoosh’ echoed, akin to layers of waves hitting the seashore.

Indeed, from all directions, countless snow-white waves emerged. They mercilessly claimed the lives of creatures, leaving ruins wherever they passed.

Compared to the initial flood, this time all the states near those rivers of the Human Clan were completely swept away, turned into ash.

The only survivors were those fortunate enough to have escaped to the mountains and highlands. Now possessing nothing, their hearts were filled with terror. Faced with this disaster, akin to divine retribution, they could do nothing but await death.

Countless creatures perished in the flood, the once vast plains transformed into an ocean, drifting with countless corpses of the Human Clan, livestock, and wild animals... Numerous wronged souls drifted above the ocean surface, their resentment soaring to the skies.

The water broke through the dykes built with Breath Soil, erupting once again. It clearly showed the failure of Shun’s efforts to control the waters.

Seeing even Shun, the best at water control, failing, Emperor Shun also felt helpless.

Although worried about being rejected by the Jieyin Saint, considering the millions of suffering clansmen, he still gritted his teeth and sought guidance from Jieyin on controlling the waters once more.

After meeting Jieyin, Emperor Shun hurriedly explained the situation to him.

Hearing this, Jieyin slightly frowned and quickly calculated in his mind.

After a moment, Jieyin looked towards the East Sea, then raised his head to observe the Cangqiong, his profound eyes flickering with traces of puzzlement.

Seeing Jieyin’s solemn expression, Emperor Shun was anxious and, disregarding propriety, directly grasped Jieyin’s remaining arm, saying, "Master, is there any way to solve this water disaster?"

Jieyin sighed, his eyes lifelessly fixed on Emperor Shun for a while, and said: "Your Majesty might not know this, but this water disaster is not a natural disaster, but caused by the Demon Race meddling in the background. All the Dragon Kings of the inland rivers have mysteriously disappeared, and the Demon Race seized the opportunity to occupy the Dragon Palaces, stirring the waters of the rivers, causing the floods to surge and continuous relentless rain!"

At this moment, Jieyin himself was also incredibly surprised.

Why?

He couldn’t comprehend, he really couldn’t!

Although the Dragon Clan are the Water Control Heavenly Gods of the Huaxia Land and have always managed the inland rivers. Now, all inland river Dragon Kings have disappeared without a trace, the Dragon Clan has not made any response. Not to mention such a tremendous flood going unattended, isn’t it very strange?

Moreover, although this flood is said to be a trial by the Heavenly Dao, after all, the Human Clan has Saintly Father Li Qingming, the three Saint Emperors of the Fire Cloud Cave, and the Ancestor of Earth Immortals, Zhen Yuanzi.

They each fell silent and did not rush to rescue the Human Clan, which is quite strange. Very strange indeed! (To be continued. If you like this work, please vote for it on Qidian (qidian.com) with recommendation and monthly tickets, your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please read on m.qidian.com.)