Chapter 225 Shock

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In the water.

Chen Mo was slammed into the silt at the bottom of the river by the giant wave, sinking half a foot deep.

He opened his eyes in the water. Everything around him was murky, and he couldn't see anything clearly except for two dark red lights not far away that were moving toward him.

The water evil has arrived.

It moved as fast as a fish, and arrived in the blink of an eye.

Chen Mo didn't have time to draw his sword, so he could only cross his arms to block in front of him.

A tremendous force slammed into him, throwing him out of the mud and sending him tumbling through the water several times.

Before he could regain his balance, the other person pounced on him again.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, drew his sword with both hands, and swung it in the water.

The incredibly sharp blade sliced ​​through the water, heading straight for the monster's face.

Just as the blade was about to touch the opponent's head, a stream of water surged from the side, hitting the blade precisely and deflecting it.

His arm was pulled to the side by that force, and he spun half a circle, his knife striking empty air.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Shui Sha slapped his chest, sending him flying again.

Chen Mo flipped twice in the water before finally standing on a piece of broken wood.

Fortunately, his physical body is now strong; otherwise, even a master of the Copper Skin Realm would be seriously injured after taking those two blows.

Fighting it in the water, the knife was useless; every strike was deflected by the current.

No matter how strong your physical body is, if you can't hit the opponent, you're helpless and will eventually be dragged to your death.

Chen Mo steadied himself and quietly scanned his surroundings with his divine sense, pondering a way to escape.

This tributary is not very deep; at our current location, it is about ten meters below the surface.

With my late-stage Qi Refining realm, I can hold my breath for an hour without any problems.

But what about an hour later...?

He glanced at the water demon.

Two dark red eyes were watching him from not far away, unhurriedly, as if enjoying the struggle of its prey.

As soon as Chen Mo had a thought, eight dark figures silently emerged from the mud beneath his feet.

This is the shadow puppet he just released, which has now also entered the water.

The shadow puppets spread out in the water, encircling the Water Fiend from eight different directions.

The horizontal blade will be deflected by the water flow, but the shadow blade is not a solid object and should not be affected by the water flow.

Shui Sha didn't even turn around; he merely raised his right hand slightly.

A whirlpool exploded from beneath its feet, the water swirling rapidly, turning the river water within a radius of several meters into a huge whirlpool.

As soon as the eight shadow puppets approached, they were sucked into the whirlpool. The shadow blades slashed at the water, cutting several gashes, but those gashes were instantly filled with fresh water.

The shadow puppet's body twisted and deformed in the vortex, like a crumpled piece of paper, unable to even reform before being swept into the deeper water.

Chen Mo was startled and tried to regain control of them.

But the water flow was too turbulent, and the connection between him and the shadow puppets seemed to have been severed by something. He could only sense that they were still there, but he couldn't command them to do anything.

"groove!"

He cursed under his breath and was about to take the opportunity to surface when the water monster suddenly stretched out its right hand towards him.

A chilling jet of water shot out from its palm, like a transparent spear, heading straight for Chen Mo's face.

Chen Mo dodged to the side, the water jet grazing his ear before striking the wooden stake behind him and shattering it into pieces.

Splinters of wood splashed everywhere in the water, and a few tore his shirt.

Before he could react, the monster attacked again.

This time it wasn't a water column, but the pressure of the entire area.

A terrifying force suddenly erupted, slamming him violently into the riverbed.

The mud was knee-deep, sinking all the way up to the groin.

It even pressed him so hard that he couldn't move at the bottom of the water.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth, bracing himself with his hands in the mud, trying to get his body out.

But the water pressure was too strong; every movement required all his strength. What made him even more desperate was that the water pressure continued to increase, and the silt had already reached his waist.

.....

He looked up at the water demon.

The other party approached slowly, as if deliberately stalling for time, and even slightly raised the corners of their mouth, revealing an extremely eerie smile.

Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and then a surge of anger welled up inside him.

Being toyed with by a monster is even more frustrating than being unable to defeat it.

He gritted his teeth, countless thoughts racing through his mind, but each one was rejected in a very short time.

The shadow puppet was scattered, the horizontal sword was powerless in the water, and even the physical body could not withstand the impact of the opponent.

This guy's fighting prowess in the water is simply unmatched.

But every time it makes a move, it does so by manipulating the water flow. The opponent's physical body may not be very strong, but what makes it strong is the almost instinctive connection between itself and the water.

Only close-quarters combat offers a glimmer of hope!

Chen Mo's pupils contracted sharply. The moment this thought exploded in his mind, he began to wait.

The water demon stopped less than three zhang away from him, raised its right hand again, and slightly bent its five fingers, as if it were stirring some invisible thread.

The silt at the bottom began to tremble violently, and countless fine streams of water surged in from all directions, trying to twist his whole body into a pretzel.

Right now.

Chen Mo didn't try to block the water flow; instead, he bent down, plunged his hands into the mud in front of him, and stretched his whole body like a bow.

The water that was trying to strangle him missed its target, sweeping past the waters on his back.

The clothes on her back were torn to shreds, revealing her fair skin underneath.

Shui Sha paused slightly, seemingly not expecting him to dodge like that.

It only took this one meal.

Chen Mo's Yin energy erupted suddenly, and with a push of his feet, he was launched out of the mud and crashed straight into the Water Fiend.

The other party reacted quickly as well.

With a flick of its right hand, a wall of water exploded between the two, its thickness reaching half a zhang.

The water wall, carrying countless fine mud, sand, and wood chips, spun around like a meat grinder.

Chen Mo didn't stop; he closed his eyes and crashed into the wall of water.

The ghost skin on his body was finally breached, and his face and chest were cut open by countless cuts from the mud, sand, and wood debris.

The blood mist dispersed in the water, like a red flower exploding.

He gritted his teeth and, relying on the direction he had just memorized, stretched out his right hand forward.

Fingers passed through the wall of water and grasped something.

It was cold and slippery, like grabbing the tail of a dead fish.

An aura not belonging to humans suddenly erupted from Chen Mo's body.

Cold, brutal, bloodthirsty...

It was a hundred times more intense than the Yin energy emanating from the Water Demon.

The water clinging to him seemed to sense something extremely terrifying at that moment, and it loosened its grip.

His back suddenly split open, and eight bone spears burst out from under his shoulder blades. Each one was about ten feet long, completely black, and the spearheads were so sharp that they seemed capable of piercing through anything.

The bone spears stretched out underwater, like eight arms growing from its back, slowly opening and closing...

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On the earthen slope.

From the moment the giant wave engulfed the dock, the hearts of the group sank to the bottom.

Li Jinrong knelt on the ground, trembling all over. Shen Yunjin hugged his shoulders, her lips also trembling.

Their eyes were fixed on the river, waiting for something, yet also afraid of what they might actually be waiting for.

On the river, most of the fog had dissipated, and the moonlight shone down again, illuminating the churning black water.

Then, the water suddenly exploded again.

Giant waves surged up from the bottom of the river, one higher than the next, as if something was fighting a desperate battle underwater, making the entire river surface boil.

The waves splashed higher and higher each time, and the sound of them hitting the water grew louder and louder, causing the mudflats on the shore to tremble slightly.

The Jianglong, which had originally tried to approach the dock, was now pushed more than ten feet away by the giant waves.

The boat rocked violently in the surging waves; the mooring ropes had long since snapped, and it spun around in the middle of the river like a leaf.

The sailors on the ship clung to the mast, shouting something, but their voices were completely swallowed by the sound of the waves and could not reach the shore at all.

The Dragon Lord, who had already given up hope, opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

Tie Kun's hand slid off the holster, and he seemed to be nailed to the ground.

"What...what's all this noise...?" Li Jinrong stood up at some point, his voice trembling uncontrollably.

No one answered him.

Because nobody knows the answer.

Just then, a figure tumbled and crawled up the slope from the direction of the mudflat.

It's that old man.

He was soaked to the bone, his Taoist robe was covered in black mud, his hair was disheveled, and there was a cut on his face, from which blood covered half of his face.

The old man's left leg was clearly injured; he limped and grimaced with every step, but he ran faster than anyone else.

"Master Zhou!"

Master Long was the first to react, stepping forward to support him. "You're still alive! Then... what about Master Chen?"

The old man flung away Long Ye's hand, glanced back at the river, his face filled with the terror and lingering fear of surviving a disaster.

"Don't fucking mention it!" The old man's voice was somewhat exasperated. "That bastard, as soon as he realized something was wrong, he ran faster than me."

"As a result, nobody escaped; the wave just crashed down!"

He was panting heavily, wiping the blood from his face. "I got swept around twice by the waves on the mudflats, swallowed half a bellyful of water. If I weren't so lucky, I'd be lying at the bottom of the river feeding the fish right now!"

Tie Kun frowned: "What about Master Chen?"

"How should I know!"

The old man plopped down on the ground, panting heavily. "I couldn't see anything when the wave crashed down. I had to tumble and crawl to get out of the mudflat. That kid has probably been given water poison!"

After he finished speaking, he looked back at the river.

The water was still splashing on the river.

And it's getting stronger and stronger.

The old man's expression changed from anger to confusion, and then from confusion to bewilderment.

"What... what's going on?" He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Master Long noticed it too.

The splashing water was too loud; it didn't look like the water spirits were feeding, but more like... they were fighting?

Tie Kun stared at the river for a long while. "Master Long, you said the Water Fiend is invincible in the water, so what's going on with this commotion?"

The old man slowly stood up from the ground, not even bothering to brush the mud off his body, staring intently at the river, his eyes widening.

"This isn't right..." His voice trembled slightly, "That kid's still alive?"

He suddenly turned around, grabbed Long Ye's collar with a strength that belied his seventy-year-old age, and pulled Long Ye off balance.

"Old Long, tell me the truth! What's the background of that kid surnamed Chen?!"

Startled by his sudden reaction, Master Long stammered, "He...he's from the Inspection Bureau in Jinshi! He was brought by Boss Li!"

The old man's gaze shifted to Li Jinrong.

The fat man had just gotten up from the ground, his whole body soaked, it was hard to tell whether it was sweat or splashed river water.

Seeing the old man looking over, she still forced herself to straighten her chest.

"From the Inspection Bureau," the fat man swallowed, "My brother."

The old man stared at him for several seconds, then suddenly loosened Long Ye's collar.

"The Inspection Bureau?" The old man seemed puzzled, yet also shocked. "When did the Inspection Bureau produce someone like this?"

He turned around and looked at the river again.

Another giant wave exploded, accompanied by a muffled roar that was indistinguishable as to whether it was Chen Mo's voice or the Water Demon's.

The old man muttered to himself, his voice so soft it was almost inaudible: "This is no ordinary person...this is clearly..."

He didn't finish speaking.

Because the activity on the river surface suddenly changed.