Start with the Soul Forge - Chapter 636 Flood

The raging river roared and rushed, swallowing up everything in sight.

"A flood?"

For Mo Hao at this moment, there is no need to avoid the flood. In fact, it is the flood that needs to be avoided.

With all five elements complete and yin and yang evolved, Mo Hao could evaporate all the water in the entire area and create a dead zone if he wanted to.

The only difficulty may be the need to control the force so as not to cause too many casualties.

The river water rushed over like a white dragon, sweeping away all the dirt and gravel around it, as if it wanted to break through everything and transform into a dragon by leaping into the sea.

Unfortunately, Mo Hao was standing in the path of the [dragon]. Mo Hao waved his hand casually, and the [dragon] was forcibly stopped.

"what?!"

There is something wrong with this water.

The river water is turbid yellow in color, and once you touch it, you will feel as if it is washing away your soul. If an ordinary immortal were to come into contact with this water, all his spiritual power would be washed away in a short period of time, and he would be transformed into a mortal body again.

As soon as he came into contact with the turbid yellow river water, Mo Hao recognized it. This river water had the aura of the Yellow River Goddess. This was probably the water of the Yellow River, that is, one-yuan heavy water.

This is not a simple liquid, but a degenerate substance.

Mo Hao flew directly into the air, ignoring the boundless suction created by the overflowing Yellow River water, and looked towards the other side of the horizon.

Everything as far as the eye can see is submerged by floodwaters, leaving few places to stay.

The Yellow River bursts its banks.

With Mo Hao's hearing ability, he could still hear the cries for help of many creatures trapped by the suction force of the Yellow River water, unable to escape.

Without any hesitation or delay, the apricot yellow energy of Wu Earth in the center of Mo Hao's body circulated continuously, and then turned into a sacred mountain falling from the sky.

It was like a stator that was forcibly inserted into the most terrifying area of ​​the river flooding. At the same time, the sacred mountain landed as if taking root and was not washed away by the flood.

In fact, several mountains have been shattered by floods, including some high mountains where immortals live.

The entire mountain was shattered, and not only the immortals but also the people living nearby were buried by the broken mountain or smashed into meat paste.

"That crazy woman has become much more powerful."

The sacred mountain pressed down and immediately blocked the raging flood, creating an area with slightly calmer water for others, allowing them to have enough energy to resist the suction of the flood and break free from the water.

At the same time, the mountain has become the nearest safe point for the victims. Compared with those mountains that would be shattered, they can see that this mountain created by the powerful is more solid.

Mo Hao used the power of Xirang to create several mountains in succession, forming a huge barrier to isolate the flood.

Emperor Shun was right, that crazy woman was really swallowing the Amazon River, because the power of the flood was continuing to rise.

If this trend continues, in seven days, the flood will explode with three times the original force. And this force is not the limit, it can continue to increase.

Just passively blocking it was not a solution. The apricot yellow energy of Wu Earth in the center immediately turned into a huge hand that covered the sky, and reached directly into the flood, scooping out countless people.

"Those who have the ability and skills, go rescue people from the flood, but be careful not to get yourself involved."

As he spoke, Mo Hao continuously threw Xirang to transform it into a circular mountain range that was connected end to end, and prevented those who had no cultivation from being trapped in the flat area of ​​the mountain range.

"I'll go see if I can stop the source of this flood."

After leaving these words, Mo Hao's figure suddenly turned into a beam of light and went to find the source of the flood.

In a blink of an eye, Mo Hao followed the breath and arrived at the source of the flood.

In front of his eyes, a big hole appeared in the sky, and at the same time, an endless amount of water fell vertically from the sky like a yellow silk thread.

The sky is like an overturned wine jug, pouring the wine inside onto the earth.

The earth cannot bear this tilting thing. If it continues to tilt, it would not be surprising that it would break through the earth and connect the human world with the underworld.

Mo Hao snapped his fingers, and countless ochre-colored spots of light sealed the boundary of the sky. At the same time, the Xirang turned into a huge lid, trying to block the hole where the one-yuan heavy water was tilted.

Although Xirang is a treasure of Emperor Shun, it cannot completely fill the hole in the sky.

Xirang can take root on the earth, but it does not say that it can take root in the sky, so it will naturally be washed away by floods.

"That's one-yuan heavy water. The tilt of the Tianhe River can't be supported by Xirang alone."

There were many powerful people around the cave. They could tell at a glance that the thing used by the strange powerful person was Emperor Shun’s treasure, Xirang.

"Just tell me what you can do about it!"

The situation was urgent, and Mo Hao had no intention of introducing or communicating with other people. He directly asked for a solution to the problem.

For an outsider like him, these [locals] definitely have more ideas than his own.

At this time, a shirtless man asked, "How much Xirang do you have?"

Mo Hao swallowed about two-thirds of the Xirang given by Emperor Shun, and now only less than one-third is left.

"Throw all the heavy water from the sky in to block the gap. It must be thrown deep enough, otherwise it will be unstoppable."

"Only by withstanding this hurdle can we solve the next problems."

The sturdy man who was speaking looked at Mo Hao, constantly estimating the other party's ability in his heart, wondering if it was possible for him to rush into the cave under such a terrible flood.

(End of this chapter)