Ji Yuan was not going to waste any more words. The Heavy Water Pearls around him flew out one by one, then grew to the size of millstones, emitting heavy water light amongst themselves, and smashed fiercely at the mansion below!
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, the Heavy Water Pearls fell, instantly turning a grand mansion into a ruin!
Amidst the churning water light, a figure shot up into the sky, his magical power surging, with wisps of demonic energy uncontrollably leaking out.
This person was none other than the demonic cultivator with mid-stage three-realm cultivation, whom Ji Yuan had sensed hidden within the city.
As for the other four second-realm demonic cultivators, they were annihilated by the power of the Heavy Water Pearls, leaving nothing but a blur of flesh and blood. httpδ:/m.kuAisugg.nět
"It really is you!"
Ji Yuan's expression stirred, and then he revealed a smile that was not quite a smile.
The three-realm demonic cultivator before him was precisely the middle-aged man who had appeared at the Water God Temple on Little Yuan Mountain, nearly exposing all their hidden strength.
However, this time, the opponent was not a clone but his true self.
"Let's see where you can run now!"
Ji Yuan chuckled softly and then pointed a finger at the opponent.
The next moment, six Heavy Water Pearls rose from the ruins of the mansion. Under the intertwining of endless water light, they immediately shot towards the middle-aged man before him.
Seeing this, the opponent's face suddenly sank. Then, without any resistance, he allowed the Heavy Water Pearls, which had returned to their normal size, to crash into him!
However, in the blink of an eye, countless paper scraps flew everywhere, spreading out in all directions with the powerful force released by the Heavy Water Pearls.
Ji Yuan then saw, amidst a flurry of paper scraps, the middle-aged man reappear, with no injuries on his body, not even a trace of his aura weakened.
It was as if the method he had used earlier had cost him nothing at all!
"We can talk!"
Seeing that Ji Yuan was about to make a move, the middle-aged man immediately spoke.
Hearing this, his mind stirred slightly. The six Heavy Water Pearls returned to his side, slowly circling, their heavy water light and divine radiance enveloping his golden body.
Majestic divine power permeated the surroundings, and countless river waters surged from the ground beneath his feet. The primal power of the Linfu River was added to him, along with the power of heaven and earth and the Dao rhythm of his divine position.
In just a few breaths, Ji Yuan displayed his power before the middle-aged man's eyes, silently creating deterrence.
Seeing this, the opponent couldn't help but show a wry smile. Clearly, he hadn't expected that the mere new godling he had initially looked down upon, the so-called water god who hadn't received an imperial enfeoffment, would have grown to such an extent in just two to three months.
When they first met, the other party hadn't even reached the third realm. Now, with all sorts of powers added, he could already contend with cultivators at the late stage of the third realm.
He himself was only at the mid-stage of the third realm. Even if he was confident in his skills, he could at best fight this young god to a draw.
With this thought, the middle-aged man took a deep breath and then said, "We don't need to fight to the death. We can definitely have a good talk!"
"What do you want? Wealth? Resources? Cultivation techniques? Magical treasures?"
"Even if you want power, we can satisfy you!"
"As long as you stop now and have the Linfu River retreat, no longer interfering in this matter, I can even guarantee that I will help you ascend to the position of the righteous god of the Fuyuan River afterward!"
The middle-aged man said a lot in one go, mixing truth with falsehood and filling his words with temptation.
He secretly used his methods to imbue his voice with a hint of demonic charm, capable of influencing people's minds and igniting their inner desires.
Even gods and immortals who lived as long as heaven and earth still had desires. There was nothing in the world, except for the Heavenly Dao, that could truly be without desire or attachment.
However, Ji Yuan was completely unaffected, not even listening to the opponent's words. He would never easily trust a demonic path practitioner skilled in bewitching hearts.
"I want justice. Can you give it to me?"
He sneered, his killing intent intensifying.
Compared to justice, those external things were merely fleeting clouds, utterly insignificant.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man gave a wry smile. "Since you have entered the third realm, you should understand that what we seek in this life is the supreme Dao. Why bother with these things?"
Obtain enough wealth and resources to improve one's cultivation.
Obtain powerful magical treasures and status to maintain one's position.
As long as one could pursue the supreme Dao and completely shed their mortal flesh, striving for the legendary highest immortal position, shouldn't that be what cultivators in the world pursued?
As for the will of mere mortals?
Other than the court that governed territories and those Confucian scholars, what other cultivator would care about such things?
"Different paths do not conspire."
Ji Yuan said indifferently, his killing intent clearly displayed.
The Flood Dragon beneath his feet let out a low roar, releasing an aura no weaker than that of the early stage of the third realm.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man's heart was alarmed. If he also counted this Flood Dragon, his chances of winning would be even slimmer.
"If you and I were not of the same path, why would you stop and listen to me speak for so long?"
He secretly took a deep breath and then quickly said, "Actually, you are just waiting for me to offer a sufficient price!"
However, upon hearing this, Ji Yuan coldly laughed and said, "I am not waiting for your price, but waiting until I have enough certainty to keep you here completely!"
Hearing this, a sharp glint flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes. Then, his body suddenly turned into a sky full of paper scraps, finally reappearing more than thirty feet away.
And in the spot where he had just been, an old man streaked past, then looked back with a hint of regret.
"You actually let him out!"
The middle-aged man was shocked, then burst into hearty laughter. "Cleverness is often the cause of one's downfall. You are seeking your own death!"
He looked at the old man who had just attacked sneakily and then shouted sternly, "River God! Quickly kill this god with me!"
Yes, the old man who appeared at this moment was precisely the River God who had been imprisoned, his divine name was Yun Lu!
However, this person had now been released by Ji Yuan's true body from his place of confinement, and the restrictions on him had also been lifted.
"I am no longer the River God. I am just an old man who should have died three hundred years ago."
The old man sighed softly, not responding to the middle-aged man's call.
Seeing this, the middle-aged man's expression turned serious. He had already sensed something was amiss.
"Sun Dagui!"
Ji Yuan shouted sternly. "If you still carry guilt in your heart, then kill this demon and appease the spirits in heaven!"
The old man, whose true name was Sun Dagui and who had served as the River God for over three hundred years, suddenly had his eyes burst with intense killing intent.
Now that the restrictions on his body had been completely severed by Ji Yuan's flying sword, he no longer had to bear being controlled by these beasts in human form!