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On the Zitan River, a small boat with an umbrella-shaped canopy drifted leisurely.

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Jiang An'an left Zhao Xue behind, her figure light and graceful as she sat at the bow of the boat. In one hand, she held aloft a golden compass inlaid with jade, while her other hand constantly fed in dao yuan, manipulating the needle to calculate their direction.

She wanted to take this opportunity, while on an adventure with her brother, to compile a comprehensive "River of Benevolence Water Chronicle," meticulously documenting this mysterious underground river.

Record the specific conditions of different bodies of water in a book.

Occasionally, with a flip of five fingers, I imprint them upon the heavens, summoning one or two bolts of heavenly thunder to precisely sink the water monster that bursts forth.

The arts of the Lingxiao Pavilion are primarily based on the cloud and thunder systems. Among them, cloud-based techniques are particularly focused on transforming into shapeshifting cloud beasts, making them suitable for dealing with various complex situations. Thunder-based techniques, on the other hand, are much more fierce and emphasize martial arts skills.

Jiang An'an learned a wide variety of skills, such as flying sword techniques, geomancy, thunder magic, swordsmanship, spear fighting, and escape techniques... She had a little understanding of every kind. Those older brothers, sisters, uncles, and grandfathers would always teach her a few tricks when they saw her. Over time, she became "well-rounded" in many ways.

Relatively speaking, Lei Fa is her more proficient skill.

In her own words when she was little, it was "Grand Jiang Xiaxia must learn the most stylish one!"

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I like Lei Fa more after I grow up, because it's really convenient.

When in doubt, strike with lightning. When feeling down, strike with lightning. Conquer mountains, and part waters.

She was particularly adept at "Between-Fingers Thunder." This set, called the "Golden Celestial Palace Between-Fingers Authentic Immortal Thunder Art", was a secret transmission hidden within the Lingxiao Pavilion.

The advantage of "Between-Finger Thunder" is its fast forming, hidden imprint, and wide range of applications. "Golden Palace Cloud Palace Between-Finger Thunder" builds upon this foundation, becoming even more ethereal, elegant, and powerful.

Just like now, she occasionally raises her finger to sink a few water monsters, and it doesn't affect her operation of the Jin Yu Luo Pan, nor does it prevent her from recording.

Now she was at the helm, Ye Vice-Captain had been driven back to the cabin by her, lest he interfere with her wind reading - and lest their gazes collide, which would inevitably pass through Jiang Xiaosheng!

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Although Chunky's size had shrunk considerably, he stood tall beside Captain Jiang Anan, his presence still commanding. His fur flowed in the wind, parted down the middle, revealing a mix of innocence and alertness.

Above the rain cloak hung a semi-transparent, indistinct palace.

The sound of the wind and waves, passing through this hall, becomes even more pleasing to the ear, as if it has been transformed into a poem.

This small hall, the size of a fist, was constructed by Master Jiang using sound vibrations. It is the most authentic "Zhen Sheng Dian" (Hall of True Sound), even more authentic than the founding master of the Wu Xian Men sect. It can stimulate the five qi and naturally regulate the true sound.

Ye Qingyu sat inside the ship's cabin near the stern, leaning against the bulkhead, closing her eyes and feigning sleep.

Hearing the sound of wind, waves, and oars, she felt a tranquil peace. Though she was in a place spoken of as terrifying, the river breeze rustling her hair made her feel sleep drawing near.

Jiang Wang held the oar with a relaxed demeanor, his gaze taking in the scenery before him. It was as if he were sailing into a painting.

About fifty miles ahead of the flat-bottomed boat in the sky, a figure with dragon horns on its forehead and an ethereal appearance sat suspended. It followed the small boat from afar.

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All the gazes that sought to penetrate him were unable to grasp him; all sight and hearing, however, he controlled.

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Master Jiang was enjoying a rare moment of leisure, having transformed "exploration" into "a spring outing".

But the Dharma image never stopped bustling.

The demon ape was in the ancient Demon Grotto, and the immortal dragon was in the River of Benevolent Sighs.

Anecdotes are woven into an invisible giant net, covering a radius of three hundred miles of water. Those intangible threads of experience can become tight ropes at any time, severing all malice and shattering anything that is not allowed to approach. Only water monsters that meet the requirements will be let in, having the chance to test Jiang Nüxia's thunderous art.

Besides this, there are semi-transparent "Zhijian Birds" in the sky and elusive "De Wen Fish" in the water. They are all small and clever spells developed by Master Jiang Zhen, manifesting their true forms to aid him in exploring this river.

Whether it's Taoist or Xianist methods, true forms are extremely rare. Only when cultivation reaches a certain level and one grasps the essence of spells can they give birth to true nature and manifest "true form." It's not simply about understanding and integrating, but after achieving mastery with unique and profound insights.

Therefore, as the *Chao Cangwu* states: "It is easy to obtain a false appearance, but difficult to find the true form."

But in fact, the so-called "false" nature of magical creatures is not easily obtained.

The "true form" of a magical art is similar to the "divine manifestation" revealed when divine powers are explored to a certain extent. For example, the Suzaku of the Southern Ming's fire and the Bi Fang of the true fire of Samadhi.

Today, Jiang Wang's cultivation has reached a new realm beyond the self, truly comprehending all laws. All past learnings have attained their true origins. Every technique and every move, every sword strike and every style, has reached its peak. The path ahead no longer lies in "techniques".

Jiang Nüxia's interest in this adventure stemmed more from the mysterious "Shanti River" itself. No matter what changes this river underwent, it enriched her experiences. Everything she saw was novel and fascinating to her. On her first journey of cultivation, everything was delightful.

Of course, Elder Jiang was more interested in the Wind Empress compared to his younger sister. Or perhaps, out of all the legends surrounding Mount Shantais, only those involving the Wind Empress could capture his attention.

> All other legends, even if they step into reality, are nothing special.

The Feng Hou, a deity of the mortal world whose being was forged from a wisp of a soul, achieved transcendence. Her ascension marked the dawn of the mythical era. However, when mythology faded, she too fell once more.

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The story of these two relics transcending two catastrophes, ultimately vanishing into thin air, is almost the only one of its kind in recorded history. This inevitably sparks curiosity and a desire to investigate further.

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History only records the first time Feng Hou died in battle - she perished in ancient times while fending off a massive demon army.

About how He fell as the god of the mortal world at the end of the mythological era, history remains shrouded in mystery.

The mythical era was in the recent past. At this time, humanity had already dominated the world for two eras and was now in its third. Even peerless powerhouses like Feng Hou, who possessed two testimonies of transcendence, could still fall. Why

The War of Transcendence was something Jiang Wang couldn't comprehend, just like the battle between Huang Wei Zhen and that nameless being in the Immortal Cemetery. It seemed to be stretched infinitely by some force, with no end in sight, remaining unresolved.

Many people have already faded from memory. The whole world about the battle in the Immortal Falling Forest has become blurred and indistinct.

As a real person, Jiang Wang still remembered, but he couldn't find out what had happened.

But capturing the truth of the world is also the cultivation of a true person. Since he came to this benevolent sigh river, he also wanted to pursue the trail of the wind after.

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The celestial dragon's visage gazed serenely down at the dark river below. The water held no reflection.

The waves roared and surged.

The "earfish," only three fingers long, turned over and sank beneath the water's surface. But its small movement caused a tremendous commotion. The ever-expanding ripples were the earfish's tentacles.

It plummeted at incredible speed, venturing deeper, constantly snatching up whispers of the dark river monsters. Two hundred zhang, five hundred zhang, a thousand zhang...

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The man in black stood amidst the raging waves, his hands empty, calmly meeting the gaze of the demon ape.

Such storms, such calmness and fury, it's hard to say who more resembles a demon.

“You want to consume demonic thoughts, want to consume more Why not speak plainly This lord is certainly not a miserly one,” Seven Hates Demon Lord walked calmly amidst the raging waves, his body rising and falling with the tide, always with a smile on his face: “Just be afraid that you’ll burst your stomach!”

"Hee hee hee." The demon ape was observing the Demon Realm for the first time. Through the eyes of the blood puppet true demon, he gazed upon this desolate realm. It wasn't until today that he could look directly at the Seven Hates Demon Lord. He grinned, revealing his blood-filled maw: "What's there to fear about a stomachache It's just natural selection. You lot swallow stones and iron, while I eat immortals and chew on demons!"

Just swallow it!

This mouthful, swallowing the essence of food, merges heaven and sea.

Waves the size of thousands of acres flowed between his teeth, cascading down like a waterfall. The demonic thoughts representing the Seven Hatred Demon Lord had already been swallowed into his belly.

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Not long after, the black-clad Demon Lord reappeared on the surface of the sea, once again looking up at the Demon Ape.

As he had promised, he wanted the demon ape to have a full meal.

Although the Demon Ape is a Dharma form of True Person Jiang, its disposition is much more savage than the original, and it's ruthless. It swallows everything in one gulp!

The Seven Hates Demon Lord reappears, and the demon ape swallows it again.

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Thus ends the fifth chapter.

In this boundless ocean of the subconscious, the Demon Lord Qisha appeared again, striding calmly with a smile: "Well Are you going to eat or not"

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The demon ape made a satisfied posture, opened its mouth wide, and patted its belly with its furry big hands, making a heavy muffled sound: "Those fellows are too fat, so I'll have to take my time."

From the beginning to now, he has swallowed a total of seven demon thoughts and did not immediately digest them, but instead hid them in his belly.

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Within this demon ape's body, there is a three-legged furnace of gold, crimson, and white. Beneath it, flames blaze fiercely, its outer shell cast with the carvings of the mythical Bi Fang bird. It is the true form condensed from the divine fire of Samādhi.

The seven devilish thoughts swallowed were now within this furnace.

The demon ape is just hot-tempered, not stupid. It wouldn't truly chew and swallow them if they weren't burned to ashes.

The Seven Hates Demon Lord seemed not to care how the Devil Ape dealt with his demonic thoughts, only smiling and asking: “You’ve vented your anger, and you’ve resolved your grievances. Since you’re full, can we talk now”

The demon ape snorted, two streaks of red qi spewing from its nose. "Humans and demons cannot coexist," it growled. "What is there left to talk about"

The Seven Hates Demon Lord said leisurely, "As a celestial being, you have walked the Heavenly Dao and should know that Heaven and Earth are unfeeling! Know that 'Dao' is right there, humans, demons, spirits, ghosts—in reality, they are all without distinction."

The ogre asked, "Why did you seek me out nine years ago"

The Seven Hates Demon Lord laughed: "What a coincidence! Fate has brought you here, I'm delighted!"

The demon ape asked again, "Why kill me As a mighty Seven Hates Demon Lord, to attack an inner sect cultivator is beneath you!"

The Seven Hates Demon Lord laughed heartily, "Despite being at the brink of life and death within your own inner palace, you could still resist the Seven Hates Demonic Technique. You are truly a heroic young man! A hero to others, but my enemy. Slaying my enemies in their infancy is the duty of a Demon Lord! If you bear this grudge against me, I can't help but laugh!"

“As the Lord of Seven Hates, you shouldn't be unfamiliar with the word 'hate'. " The demon ape said in a deep voice, "You and I have a deadly feud. How could I not harbor hatred"

"No one in the world is untouchable, and no one can kill me! Remember this" The Seven Hates Demon Lord leaped up, flying to a high point, his eyes meeting the crimson gaze of the demon ape. "Today, if you can kill me, I will not resist. If you can devour me, I will not hesitate. But if you cannot kill or devour me, we are destined to remain apart across this vast distance, yearning yet unable to bridge the gap! Since that's the case, why not have a convenient chat about cooperation This way, we won't waste another nine years waiting! And isn't that the same for you Just as I can be of use to you, you too can be of use to me."

The demon ape's eyes blazed with flames as it stared fixedly at the cloaked demon lord: "What kind of role is the Seven Hates Demon Lord! His magical powers are unrivaled, his notoriety spreads far and wide. To plot against a tiger, my heart... trembles with unease."

“Why not listen to what I have to say” Qihèn Demon Lord said calmly, “The Inner Palace of old is now mine. Back then, you could read my demonic arts and refuse them, but today, you can’t even hear the conditions Or are you saying that True Person Jiāng no longer believes in his own ability to make choices based on his principles The young hero of old has changed beyond recognition, hasn’t he”

“Everyone is changing, all the young people with dreams, on the road to changing the world, they inevitably get changed by the world.” The demon ape grinned: “How can I be any different”

"I truly didn't expect that one day you would appear before me in such a demonic and terrifying form!" The Seventh Hate Demon Lord's eyes held a strange gleam. "Back then, you so resolutely rejected the Seven Hates Demon Art, your Dao heart unwavering, with an aura of immortality. I thought you would become a paragon of morality, a symbol of law and order, someone so rigid that they would never know how to adapt. Back then, if you were destined to be a foul stone in a latrine, I'd rather have you die there first."

"If there truly were manifestations of morality and the true forms of rituals and laws, then that is someone I would respect. I would gladly pay respects to them according to scripture!" The demon ape roared in a voice like thunder: "What do I know about an undying Dao heart I am nothing more than a restless monkey mind. I remember some basic principles but have forgotten many rules. I don't want to be bound by shackles, and I don't want to be free."

The Seven Hates Demon Lord eyed him, “You demon ape, you're quite interesting!”

The Demon Ape said: "I see you the same way!"

I'd never truly encountered him before, always imagining the Demon Lord as a monstrous creature with a cruel face and fangs, who devoured hearts. A pure embodiment of evil, the demon among demons. But in reality, any being powerful enough to reach this point must have experienced countless stories, weathered countless storms!

Qīhàn Mójūn said, “Since you two seem to enjoy each other’s company so much, why not have a chat”

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The demon ape swung his hand, quite grandly: “Let’s talk!”

Seven Hatred Demon Lord slowly said, "If we can talk about cooperation between us, the first rule is—your blood puppet true demon will be protected. This lord will not inquire and pretend not to see it. You do what you want, feel free. Use her to understand the demon realm as much as possible, or try your best to develop in the demon realm. With Shenxiao coming soon, you, the first proud of the human race, the pillar of the middle stream, should also prepare more"

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The Demon Ape remained silent, unfazed. Blood Puppet True Demon could not be kept safe, and he had long since made plans for that eventuality. Seven Hates Demon Lord claimed they could ignore it, after all, they had already seen it. Could they truly allow Song Wanxi to glimpse the true secrets of the Demon Realm Even if she did see them, would she dare believe it or not

The Seven Hates Demon Lord continued, "The second point—still the same as before, you harbor resentment towards the White Bone Venerable God, but this fellow is not easy to deal with. If you want to eliminate him, this lord can help you."

"Otherwise, Your Excellency first find a way to kill the White Bone Venerable God, and then we'll talk about cooperation." The Demon Ape looked at him: "How"

“This joke isn't funny, it’s beneath us. All I can say is, if we cooperate and reach an agreement, the matter of eliminating White Bone Divine will be immediately put into specific terms.” Qi Hèn Demon Lord pushed forward the cooperation in an orderly manner: “As for Him, I still know a thing or two about Him.”

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The demon ape tentatively asked, "Before becoming a demon lord, was the Demon Lord also from the Netherworld"

"Although this question is out of bounds, feel free to guess." The Seven Hates Demon Lord glanced at him nonchalantly and continued, "Let me tell you the third point — your current demon ape possesses demonic energy but lacks demonic nature. Even if it consumes many of this lord's demonic thoughts, it will never reach its ultimate state. Because your understanding of 'demon' is far from enough. This lord can help you. This benefit is fundamental. You have reached this stage in your cultivation, it's time to consider the path to the peak. With this lord's help, your demon ape can reach its pinnacle, and there's no reason why it can't join the ranks of the ultimate beings"

“These conditions sound pretty good. You've thought this through very carefully!” The demon ape grinned. “What about you As the esteemed Seventh Hate Demon Lord, the supreme ruler of the Demon Realm, what do you want I have nothing to offer.”

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He spread his empty hands wide, clearly unwilling to give anything.

Even with his handsome face, the Seven Hates Demon Lord still wore a smile. As if he hadn't considered being rejected from the start: "What this lord wants, is probably what you want too."

“Oh” The demon ape grinned, and when it smiled, it was even more ferocious than when it didn't.

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Qī hèn Mó jūn yōu rán dào: "Yú Běi Dòu Duàn Hún Xiá zhǎn xuè Mó, mí jiè fēng zhèn xuè Mó gōng, nǐ dōu zài chǎng. Nà shì mìng yùn cháng hé de yú bō, mì zhàn de jué chàng. Nǐ tóng Yú Běi Dòu shì wàng nián zhī jiāo, qǐng wèi yě yuàn tā suǒ wàng."

The ogre's breathing became heavy and serious.

Qihate Demon Lord chuckled and said, "You didn't guess wrong, it's just as you thought — the return of the Demonic Ancestor is a desolate ending foretold by fate. The return of the Demonic Ancestor is also the vision of countless demon clans... But this lord refuses!"

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