In the mortal realm,
on the reef of the shore of an ordinary little island,
a group of people stood.
"Will this little island be submerged by the Weak Water?" Chang'e asked, wearing a white outfit.
"Don't worry, Immortal! There is my rake supporting this below. However much the Weak Water rises, the rake will rise by the same amount," Marshal Tianpeng said confidently.
Hearing this, Chang'e also set her mind at ease.
The Chang'e of this world was not a palace maiden who danced as a tribute for the Heavenly Court.
She was a proper, genuine deity, and moreover, a genuine deity who attended court audiences.
In the Heavenly Court, her status was not low at all.
"Who knows how many living beings are going to suffer disaster in the mortal world due to the Weak Water descending this time!" Chang'e sighed.
"Indeed!" Tian Peng nodded, and then exclaimed with emotion, "Thanks to Yang Chan's righteousness in putting righteousness before family, she intercepted several paths of the Weak Water descending at a critical moment. Otherwise, this mortal world would truly have been destroyed."
Then the two of them silently looked at the surging waves ahead.
These waves were not ordinary water, but Weak Water where flying birds could not pass and goose feathers could not float.
Originally, Yang Jian had been jointly taken away by Nezha and Yang Chan, so there would not have been the slightest problem.
No one in the Heavenly Court could have stopped him.
However, the kind-hearted Yang Chan turned back to intercept the Weak Water.
Under her interception, only one of the four paths descended into the mortal world.
Even with only one path, it still brought enormous disaster to the mortal world.
For some unknown reason, Yang Jian still separated from Howling