RPAGF Chapter 126 The Rumors and Suspense of Ao Shu's Participation
Chapter 126 The Rumors and Suspense of Ao Shu's Participation
Deep within the magnificent, beautiful, and mysterious palace of the Qianshui River aquatic tribe, a tense yet urgent meeting was unfolding.
The palace's dome soars into the clouds, seemingly piercing the sky, and is inlaid with countless deep blue gemstones. These gemstones, like twinkling stars in the night sky, emit a mesmerizing light, illuminating the entire palace and making it as beautiful as a dreamlike fairyland.
However, at this moment, the many aquatic generals and respected elders present had no time to appreciate the breathtaking scenery.
Their faces were all somber, as if the sun had been completely obscured by thick, dark clouds. Their once relaxed brows were now furrowed with worry, forming deep lines.
The crowd was excitedly discussing how to deal with Zhang Yifan, the human cultivator who was running rampant and killing indiscriminately on the Thousand Water River.
"Those humans are too ferocious. Many generals, including the Lobster General and the Catfish General, have lost their lives at their hands, and even the aquatic elders have been brutally murdered."
A shrimp soldier general said in grief and indignation. His originally hard shrimp shell was now trembling slightly with anger, and his two slender pincers were waving incessantly in the air, as if he wanted to capture Zhang Yifan immediately.
"Where does this child come from? How does he possess such astonishing strength? With only the cultivation of the Nascent Soul stage, he was able to easily kill an elder in the Deity Transformation stage! This is truly unbelievable!"
The elderly turtle strategist frowned deeply, his face filled with profound doubt.
His face, already covered with layers of wrinkles, now appeared even more gloomy, as if bearing the vicissitudes and worries of thousands of years. Each wrinkle seemed to be deeply etched by the knife of time, telling endless stories and experiences.
The intricate patterns on his hard, iron-like tortoise shell seemed to become even more profound and mysterious as he pondered.
These patterns resemble ancient incantations or the trajectories of celestial bodies, inspiring a desire to explore the mysteries they contain.
Just as everyone was discussing, a figure swept into the palace like a gust of wind. This person was agile, and his black robes fluttered in the wind, making a sound like a black flame burning.
His eyes burned with fervor and excitement, like two burning embers, their light seemingly capable of igniting everything around him. He was none other than Ao Qianshu, the number one prodigy among the younger generation of Qianshui River and the young master of Qianshui River.
Ao Qianshu was tall and straight, like an ancient pine tree that had weathered the vicissitudes of time but was still vigorous and powerful, or a cypress tree that was lush and verdant and stood proudly on the mountaintop, standing steadily in front of everyone.
His handsome face seemed to have been sculpted by the heavens themselves, every line perfectly proportioned, exuding an innate noble air and an awe-inspiring majesty. It was as if all the beautiful elements in the world had converged on this face, making it a unique work of art.
Ao Qianshu had sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a slightly upturned lower lip that outlined a barely perceptible curve.
His long, glossy black hair fluttered in the wind, adding to his free and easy demeanor. At this moment, his deep, ocean-like eyes were fixed on the crowd present, his gaze sharp as lightning, making it impossible for anyone to meet his eyes.
"I've heard that recently a very powerful human has dared to cause trouble on the banks of our Thousand Rivers, and has even killed many of our aquatic compatriots! Is this true?"
Ao Qianshu was extremely anxious and couldn't wait to ask.
His voice was as loud and clear as a great bell, resounding throughout the entire palace. The sound waves rippled through the air, creating visible ripples that made everyone's eardrums buzz, and some even covered their ears to alleviate the discomfort.
"Young Master, this is absolutely true. That human is extremely powerful; none of the soldiers we sent to besiege him were a match for him."
A crab general answered respectfully. His enormous body appeared exceptionally humble before Ao Qianshu, his two huge pincers pressed tightly against his sides, not daring to make the slightest move.
The surrounding aquatic creatures began to whisper among themselves, discussing Ao Qianshu's extraordinary abilities.
Ao Qianshu, from the moment of his birth, possessed a trace of divine dragon bloodline as brilliant as the stars. A mysterious and powerful light shone within him, like the brightest star in the night sky.
His extraordinary talent far surpassed that of ordinary people. He successfully transformed into human form at the young age of three hundred, which was undoubtedly a rare occurrence in the long history of the Thousand Water River. Like a dazzling shooting star, he streaked across the night sky and instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Now, at five hundred years old, he is like a roc spreading its wings, breaking through to the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm. His cultivation speed is like a rushing river, flowing a thousand miles in one go, and like a brilliant star, shining brightly in the sky of the aquatic tribe, becoming the focus of everyone's attention.
He was the apple of the eye of Ao Baili, the Dragon King of the Thousand Water River. The Dragon King placed high hopes on him and spared no effort in nurturing him. Ao Qianshu was obsessed with martial arts all day long, constantly challenging powerful figures from all walks of life, just to climb to the higher peak of martial arts. His dedication and love for martial arts was like a blazing flame that would never be extinguished.
After listening to everyone's stories, Ao Qianshu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a hint of excitement:
"Interesting. I'd like to see what this human is capable of and whether he's worthy of being my opponent."
With that, he flashed into a golden streak of light and sped off towards Zhang Yifan's location. His figure quickly disappeared from the palace, leaving the aquatic creatures looking at each other in bewilderment, their eyes filled with worry and unease.
An old clam spirit muttered to herself:
"Young Master, your journey is fraught with peril. Humans are so powerful; though you are exceptionally talented, you must not be careless."
A young carp spirit said nervously, "I hope the young master can return safely. This human is simply a demon; wherever he goes, there is bloodshed."
As Ao Qianshu sped across the sky above the Thousand Water River, his emotions were like a surging sea, both excited and nervous.
Excitingly, he finally had the opportunity to encounter a formidable opponent and fully unleash his martial arts skills.
What made him nervous was that he also knew that this human who was able to kill many aquatic generals and Nascent Soul stage elders was no ordinary person, and that he might stumble if he was not careful.
He passed through layers of clouds and mist, the snow-white clouds rushing past him as if seeing him off.
His speed increased, and the river beneath his feet was stirred up by his spiritual power, forming huge whirlpools that shimmered with strange light, as if foreshadowing an impending thrilling battle.
What sparks will fly when Ao Qianshu clashes with Zhang Yifan? Will he be able to subdue this human who has unleashed a bloodbath on the Thousand Water River? Everything remains to be seen, and this unknown duel is like a thick fog shrouding the Thousand Water River, making it impossible to fathom.