Wherever they passed, everyone stopped and looked back in horror and confusion.

"Ah, who is that?"

"What is that?"

"Is it a human, a ghost, or an immortal?"

In the heavy rain, countless people knelt on the shore or on the embankment.

These people all looked at the "Ba Xia Long Corpse", and all they could see was the shadow of the ghost in red clothes.

The witch looked at them, but those people couldn't see the witch, nor could they see Yun Zhongjun.

Yun Zhongjun flew away and returned to heaven. Finally, he turned back to look at the witch and said to her.

"I have done my best, and the rest is left to chance."

In the wind and rain, Yun Zhongjun's words of encouragement came.

"Although the majesty of heaven and earth is majestic and difficult to control, if the people's hearts gather together, they can still move against the sky. Human beings are precious and have perseverance. This is the reason why humans can conquer heaven."

The wizard witnessed a dragon die in front of him, and until this moment, he was still shocked and completely speechless.

The wind and rain penetrated her illusory body, and the divine witch stared blankly at Yun Zhongjun, and did not come back to her senses until he completely disappeared.

"God Lord!"

Afterwards, the wizard also felt a dizzying sensation, as well as a strong sense of weightlessness.

Her "spirit" (consciousness) returned from a distance to the fairy mansion given to her by Yun Zhongjun.

And draw the bank of the river.

The people who fled finally gathered little by little and returned to the river embankment.

Everyone gathered below and looked at the figure in red clothes in horror. From a distance, they didn't think anything of it. When they got closer, they saw who was this person. How could there be such a tall and abnormal figure?

Not to mention that the way it is dressed is different from ordinary people. You can tell at a glance that this is something extraordinary.

Among the crowd, someone finally dared to raise his head and ask the ghost in red clothes.

"Who are you? Are you sent by the God of the Yangtze River?"

Everyone was whispering, and there seemed to be some noise below.

The ghosts and gods ignored them, but waved the thunder whip in their hands. The whip cut through the void, sending out lightning and harsh sounds.

"Zizzizi!"

As soon as this method was revealed, everyone suddenly became quiet.

They had never seen such a ghost and god with thunder in their hands.

Along with this sizzling noise, the black-faced helmet of the ghost lowered its head and made a mechanical stiff sound, which was completely different from the sound they heard before.

However, this inhumanly cold voice sounded sacred and majestic to everyone below, untouchable from above.

"Stabilize the river embankment and wait for the earth gods and heavenly craftsmen to come."

Then, the ghost jumped down from the embankment and soon disappeared into the wind and rain.

Only then did everyone dare to get closer, and as they approached the river embankment, everyone saw the broken dragon head.

The moment he saw it clearly, someone fell to the ground and was so scared that he peed his pants.

"ah!"

"Dragon, that's a dragon!"

"The dragon's head fell off, its head fell off."

Even getting closer, everyone saw that the wide-open dragon's eyes were still flashing with residual electric light, and the huge pupils also made terrifying electric sounds from time to time.

Everyone was so frightened that no one dared to come close.

The exposed wires at the broken part of the dragon's head look like dragon tendons to everyone.

But if I dared to look at the dragon corpse, and looked inside the fracture, I could still see the dragon's reinforced iron bones.

These kinds of strange phenomena and incredible structures fell into the eyes of everyone, and became more and more proof that this was a dragon.

after all.

No one has ever seen a dragon, let alone what a real dragon looks like. This is the first dragon and mythical beast they have seen.

But this dragon is a bit strange. It has the head of a dragon but the body of a turtle.

"This thing with a dragon head and a turtle body is the mythical beast Baxia."

"The mythical beast died on the tidal flat or under the river embankment?"

"Why is this?"

More and more people rushed forward, and the crowd grew larger and larger.

Everyone also remembered the decree just issued by Lord Yun Zhong. The sound was so loud that everyone could hear it.

Based on those few words, everyone guessed and restored the truth in their eyes.

"Some gods made a decree to let this dragon tyrant die on the breached river embankment, using his body to block the power of heaven and earth and block the coming catastrophe."

"This dragon died, and some god gave it the title of Dragon King?"

"So, it is the Dragon King of our Huajiang River?"

"What, is this the Dragon King?"

After everyone heard this, they became even more afraid to get closer.

"Isn't it already dead?"

"How can a divine beast die so easily? After the physical body dies, the dragon soul must still be there. It may already be in heaven waiting to become a god."

"It turns out that it was this dragon that blocked this disaster for us."

"It was the god who ordered this dragon to block the disaster for us, otherwise, we would all be doomed here."

At this point, many people knelt down and worshiped the dragon corpse again and again.

Regardless of whether the dragon was voluntary or not, the other party saved countless of their lives. In their eyes, this was a huge kindness.

Everyone pieced together a truth in their eyes, and they firmly believed that it was true, because this was what everyone saw with their own eyes and heard with their own ears.

But, there is still one problem.

"What kind of deity can confer the title of Dragon King?"

Everyone looked at the huge "dragon corpse" and wondered how powerful such a big dragon would be if it were in the river.

However, he died just like that.

Right in front of you.

To a mere mortal, there is nothing more shocking than this.

In their minds, they felt more and more that the immortal who ordered the dragon to die was as elusive and unimaginable as the sky behind the nine clouds.

At this time, an old man who looked like a river worker finally stood up and said something to a few people who looked like small officials.

Then, someone stood up and shouted loudly.

"Don't say any more."

"The god just said, let us stabilize the river embankment and wait for the earth gods and heavenly craftsmen."

"At this time, we must not let the river embankment burst again. By then we will really be dead."

Only then did everyone remember that although the divine beast Baxia used his corpse to resist the disaster for them, everything was not over yet.

Everyone below immediately rushed towards the river, no longer passively, but actively fighting against this disaster.

Later, more and more people gathered by the river.

Some people carried wood, some carried earth and rocks, and some came with hoes.

Some people even tore down door panels and pillars from their homes and carried them to the river.

With united efforts, everyone finally stabilized the crumbling embankment once again.

But most of the dragon corpse was buried in the embankment and became part of the embankment. Everyone was still chanting while burying it.

"Thank you Dragon King."

"Don't blame the Dragon King. Don't blame the Dragon King."

"The Dragon King protects us as a god. I will build a temple for the god in the future, worship it day and night, and the incense will be endless."

——

In the fairy palace on earth.

The witch took off the magic mask on her face, and she sat cross-legged on the high platform. The dim light coming from outside came through the tall windows, making her look more and more like a deity who did not live in this world.

But today, she saw what a real god looked like.
To be continued...