78: Chapter 78 The Dragon Lord's Wrath!

This meeting directly determined Li Xiuyuan's future path.

Previously, Gu Xiao often worried that he would be relieved of his duties as a guardian due to dereliction of duty, ultimately implicating Li Xiuyuan.

But judging by the current situation, the higher-ups had clearly made concessions in some aspects and placed their bets.

Initially, the Xia Kingdom's attitude toward the resurgence of spiritual energy was to take a moderate path, trying to give space for survival to those Rising Beingss who were friendly and understood human language.

At that time, the situation was still under control.

But later on, everything had clearly gradually slipped out of control.

Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures.

Cultivating a trustworthy Rising Beings to deal with more unknown changes in the future is by no means a bad thing, provided that the Rising Beings does not suddenly turn against them one day.

After the meeting ended, Gu Xiao not only didn't feel relaxed, but instead felt the burden on his shoulders grow even heavier.

Although he could take advantage of Li Xiuyuan to enter the remaining eight Ancient Grotto-Heavens to seize opportunities, this also meant he had to shoulder the corresponding responsibilities.

...

Since returning to Yunfeng Mountain, Li Xiuyuan had been refining the dragon origin he had swallowed.

This origin brought not only a leap in strength but also enhanced his own abilities and his comprehension of his Innate Supernatural Power.

The "Lightning Rainbow" Innate Supernatural Power might appear to just be about controlling thunder and lightning, but when cultivated to the extreme, it is not just the divine power of thunder; it also contains something else.

That is the aura of divine retribution, a profound mystery where destruction and rebirth intertwine.

It was three days later by the time the dragon origin was completely refined.

And it had been raining on Yunfeng Mountain for three consecutive days.

The peak was shrouded in mist, and bean-sized raindrops poured down, yet they could not disperse that layer of thick fog even a little.

In the house at the foot of the mountain, Gu Xiao leaned back in his chair, and the tablet in front of him was playing the noon news.

"According to the latest news from the Meteorological Bureau, the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River have experienced large-scale heavy rainfall for three consecutive days, with no signs of easing."

Water levels in many places have approached the warning line, and waterlogging has occurred in some low-lying areas.

Meteorological experts state that the breadth and duration of this rainfall are rare in the last decade..."

Watching the news program before him, Gu Xiao frowned tightly and turned to look at the gloomy sky outside the window.

Rain is nothing strange; in Jiangcheng, it's normal to have a month of rain every plum rain season. But the plum rain season had long passed, and Frost Descent was only half a month away—how could there still be any plum rain?

However, the rain that had fallen over the past two days carried an indescribable sense of oppression.

The dense rain continued unabated. As a half-demon, besides the oppression, Gu Xiao also felt a faint, inexplicable fear rising in his heart.

He lit a cigarette, and a thought flashed through his mind: Lord River God's Spiritual Sense is integrated with the Yangtze River; if it can affect the river water, it might also be able to affect the weather.

Extinguishing the cigarette on the windowsill, Gu Xiao was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a dragon roar.

The sound came from the peak, piercing through the heavy rain curtains and echoing over the entire Yunfeng Mountain.

Gu Xiao was stunned for a moment, then quickly walked out of the house and headed up the mountain path.

The mountain path was slippery, but Gu Xiao's footsteps were steady. Rainwater streamed down his cheeks, but he didn't bother to wipe it away. Soon, the white mist of the peak appeared before his eyes. After entering the mist, he saw Li Xiuyuan coiled at the peak.

"Finished refining?" Gu Xiao asked.

"Yes."

Li Xiuyuan replied indifferently.

Then, Gu Xiao took a tablet from his pocket and relayed the contents of the meeting from a few days ago to Li Xiuyuan.

"The higher-ups mean that you can enter the remaining eight Ancient Grotto-Heavens, and if possible, take away Lord River God's three life-bound objects."

Times are different now; although Li Xiuyuan could receive some special treatment before, it was far from comparable to today.

"Understood."

For Li Xiuyuan, this had all benefits and no harm.

He shifted his gaze, landing on the gray, misty rain in the distance: "This rain has been falling for quite a few days, right?"

"Ah, it's been three days." Gu Xiao nodded.

But he suddenly realized that Li Xiuyuan wouldn't bring this up for no reason, so he immediately asked: "What's wrong?"

"Lord River God."

Li Xiuyuan looked up at the black clouds in the sky.

After refining the dragon origin, his sense for Lord River God became increasingly keen.

"It really is him!" Gu Xiao's expression tightened.

"What does he want to do?"

Li Xiuyuan stared at the thick clouds and slowly spoke: "He spent so much effort gathering so many aquatic monsters into the Ancient Grotto-Heavens, only for the dragon origin to be snatched by me, so he is angry."

Perhaps because of that special connection with Lord River God, Li Xiuyuan could clearly sense the raging anger surging in Lord River God's chest at this moment.

...

This rain showed no signs of stopping at all; instead, it intensified.

Several cities along the Yangtze River had successively sounded flood prevention alarms. The river water was like a crazed beast, its muddy waves slapping against the embankments again and again, the splashed mist mixing with the rain filling the sky, making it hard to tell them apart.

The streets in low-lying areas had turned into river channels, and the disaster caused by this waterlogging was far more severe than expected.

Experts at the Meteorological Bureau gathered in front of the radar map, and no one could explain what was going on. The clouds were thick and uniform, not at all like a naturally formed rain belt, but more like something was pushing it from behind.

In the evening, more than a dozen new meteorological weapons took off from the airport by the river, passing through the rain curtain and drilling into the clouds. With a loud boom, the clouds were torn open like by an invisible giant hand, and sunlight poured down from the crack, shining on the muddy river surface, revealing a long-lost golden hue.

However, before everyone could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw a giant black dragon slowly swimming through the crack in the clouds. Its body was hidden deep in the clouds, with only a section of its terrifying scaled torso and half of its tail exposed.

It made no sound, nor did it deliberately release any pressure, yet it made everyone who saw it freeze in place.

The next moment, the fissure suddenly closed. Sunlight was blocked by the clouds again, and the rain became even heavier than before. This was no longer just raining; it was more like the heavens were pouring water onto the human world.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a thunderclap resonated across heaven and earth.

A stark white lightning bolt split the dark clouds, illuminating the entire river surface, and struck precisely onto the already sealed River God Temple.

A total of ten River God Temples were built along the Yangtze River. None of these ten temples dedicated to Lord River God were spared; the eaves were broken, the walls cracked with palm-width fissures, and even the dusty statue of Dragon Lord was split in two.

Rubble and debris collapsed in the rain, mixing with mud and flowing into the river.

Only at this moment did people finally understand that this rain was not some ordinary meteorological change at all, but the wrath of a god!