They Believed It

The surging river poured down without end. Across the battlefield, warhorses, chariots, even the military formations were swept downstream by the flood. The Killing Intent that had soared to the heavens moments ago was swiftly scattered before the might of heaven and earth.

Yet one thing stood apart: Abbot Chan Du's Thousand-Handed Flesh and Blood Two-Faced Bodhisattva, several zhang tall.

The enormous flesh-and-blood Bodhisattva stood in the river, its upper half barely exposed above the water. One enormous fleshy hand from its back rose from beneath the water, lifting Li Huowang in its palm.

But Li Huowang paid no attention to what was happening around him. His hand was inside the Spinning Light Mirror, checking what exactly had happened behind him.

He quickly withdrew his hand from the Spinning Light Mirror, his face turning incomparably grim. "Those lunatics actually breached the riverbank!"

Four Qi already had countless rivers and abundant waters. The Dharma Sect had burst the dikes and flooded the entire battlefield, washing away the alliance army's hard-won advantage without leaving a trace.

As for how many people downstream would die once the uncontrolled floodwaters surged through, the Dharma Sect clearly had no intention of considering it.

Just then, the gigantic Flesh Guanyin suddenly staggered as though it were about to fall. Both abbots' faces darkened at once. "Careful! There are enemies attacking from the water!"

Hearing that, Li Huowang, standing atop the giant palm, hurried to the edge of the hand and peered into the water. Yet apart from the muddy yellow floodwater, he saw nothing.

Rain continued to fall from the sky, shattering Li Huowang's reflection into scattered fragments again and again.

With a whoosh, a black rope burst from the water, looping around Li Huowang's neck and dragging him forcefully beneath the surface.

"What is this?!"