The Dragon Vein's sudden movement had far-reaching consequences. As it surged, the Bibo River, which stretched across the Chen Dynasty's territory, began to churn and turn murky. The creatures nurtured beneath its waters leaped out in terror, while the ground along both banks shook as if it were about to collapse.
Where a Dragon Vein lay, it nourished the land and gave life to all around it. When it grew enraged, disaster descended—it was a world turned upside down!
The sudden upheaval made both banks of the Bibo River tremble along the tens of thousands of miles it crossed through the Chen Dynasty. Tens of thousands of cities and villages, large and small, and hundreds of millions of people were gripped with fear. Some even fell to their knees and prayed...
Those with cultivation fled for distant places in droves, while a few bold and powerful individuals headed for the Bibo River to find out what was happening.
Downstream on the Bibo River, in Gourd Valley, the blind Dan Qiulin held a rag and felt his way along as he gently wiped Mu Tong's tombstone. He had done this countless times—three times every day, morning, noon, and night—and never grew tired of it. It was as if tending Mu Tong's grave had become the whole of his life.
Winter was nearly over, and the snow and ice had begun to melt. Beside the little mound of earth grew a peach tree ten meters tall, its multicolored blossoms in full bloom and their fragrance drifting everywhere.
When the Dragon Vein stirred, the Bibo River surged, and the entire world trembled, the people in the valley were alarmed, and tension spread.
"Don't run around. Everyone, get back to your posts. Zhu Zi, take a team and investigate!" Zhao Shi roared. His voice