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Weng Zhong was the essence of Tu Jing. Qiao Ji was born from the resentment of Gui Shui. Earth overcomes Water.
Chen Mo looked at Qiao Ji before him, not underestimating her. Qiao Ji was a spirit of the Eastern Sea, her soul residing on the surface of a bridge where people had died, allowing her to communicate with the lake waters and wield great magical power. The Qiao Ji before him was parasitic upon Li Bridge.
Li Bridge was where Abe Seimei stored the Twelve Divine Generals, and the Heishui River was already a deep well of Grudge. The timing and circumstances were all against him.
Before Chen Mo stood Qiao Ji, likely the strongest incarnation in history.
A torrent of blood-red water flowed from beneath Qiao Ji's bony feet, carrying with it the remains of countless corpses. The wandering souls around Li Bridge let out a piercing wail, all being drawn into the blood-red river.
Heavenly seal!
Chen Mo formed a seal with his fingers. A yellowish stone tablet descended from the sky. The surface of the tablet was carved with reliefs of dragons and tigers, exuding a heavy aura.
This was Shi Gantang, the Master of Dragons and Tigers. Ancient cultivation believed that stones from Dongyue Taishan possessed unique spirituality and divine power. Thus, the Tai Mountain Stone Guardian became an object of spiritual worship.
Legend has it that during the Han Dynasty, Han Wudi ascended Mount Tai and brought back four pieces of Tai Mountain Stone, placing them at the four corners of Wei Yang Palace to ward off evil. Mount Tai was regarded as a protector of the nation, hence Tai Mountain Stone was believed to safeguard families as well.
Over time, Tai Mountain Stone became personified.
Shi Gantang, also known as General Shi, has even developed into a figure sculpted in likeness. According to folk legends, Mount Tai is said to have a deity who governs life and death, known as the Ghost Commander. In Chinese folklore, Shi Gantang is regarded as a divine general under the command of the God of Mount Tai, renowned for his bravery.
The legend also involves the Battle of the Deer. During the great conflict between Huang Di and Chi You, Chi You was incredibly fierce and boasted loudly upon ascending Mount Tai, challenging anyone to stand in his way. In response, Nuwa cast down a piece of Tai Mountain Stone, declaring that it would dare to stand against him. Chi You was thrown into a panic and suffered a crushing defeat.
Huang Di then carved the Tai Mountain Stone Guardian to intimidate Chi You, ultimately leading to Chi You's downfall. In the end, Mount Tai transformed Shi Gantang into a suppressive force against all Chimeras.
The earthy yellow Shi Gantang loomed over the bridge's belly, its lines sharply defined as if cut with precision, creating a barrier that isolated the blood-red river Sha Qi from its center. Qiao Ji conjured forth the blood river, rendering any advance impossible.
Damn it! Qiao Ji no longer resembled her previous gentle and sorrowful self. Her slender figure began to morph into withered bones, her pale flesh melting away like spring snow. She let out a piercing wail as the blood water boiled and swirled in mist.
Drip, drip, drip. Blood-red rain began to fall from the mist, splattering onto the bridge with a hissing sound of corrosion. Chen Mo stood there dumbfounded. Was this really how things could unfold?
He drew his sword from its sheath; there was no time to wait any longer.
The surface of his body, protected by the Weng Zhong technique, began to show fine cracks under the relentless downpour.
Attack was always the best form of defense.
Chen Mo's foot struck the bridge with a heavy thud, propelling him into the air like a cannonball.
With both hands raised high, he swung his long blade down at Qiao Ji's head.
The blood-red rain splattered like ink, casting him in the light of an ancient swordsman.
Qiao Ji smiled coldly, lightly pointing a bony finger forward.
A thin veil of blood-red water appeared before him.
With a soft "thud," Chen Mo's long knife struck the water curtain, as if cutting into cotton, unable to advance even a fraction further.
"Die!" Qiao Ji let out a maniacal laugh.
Behind Chen Mo, in the air, a blood-red vortex resembling a black hole emerged, from which a fierce bony claw burst forth, sharp as a knife.
With a crunch, it effortlessly crushed the protective light surrounding Chen Mo. If it advanced any further, Chen Mo's head would shatter.
Calm down!
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