Chapter 1092
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People fled for their lives, dragging their families with them. Meanwhile, the divine arts practitioners of the human race executed their divine arts to move the people who couldn't move.
As the celestial river fell, the gods of the human race used their bodies to lift the celestial river. There were people who couldn't hold on and were crushed into pieces. Soon after, new gods rushed over and used their shoulders to lift the celestial river, giving the people below a chance to escape.
At the same time, all the gods in the Heaven Han Heaven flew out and went upstream and downstream. Yun Tianzun, the Venerable Moon, and Celestial Venerable Ling led the gods to do their best to lift the celestial river, delaying the flood that was engulfing heaven and earth.
Their cultivations were strong, but they could only delay the fall of the celestial river. They couldn't let it return to the sky.
Gods were crushed to death continuously. Even the Celestial Venerables couldn't resist the weight of the celestial river. Yun Tianzun and the rest could only do their best to give the people more time to escape to higher ground.
"Someone needs to dig the river channel!"
Yun Tianzun shouted, "Moon, you are proficient in spatial divine arts. You will dig the river channel. As long as the river channel is dug out, put the celestial river into the river channel section by section. Then, we won't have to worry about the flood!"
The Venerable Moon put down the celestial river on her shoulders. Under the weight of the celestial river, everyone's shoulders sank.
Luckily, the Venerable Moon had already executed her divine art to split open the ground and dig a river channel that was hundreds of miles wide from the east.
The gods there immediately put the celestial river into the river channel. The river water instantly became docile and flowed along the river channel towards the East Sea.
The gods that put down the celestial river immediately rushed upwards to help the other gods lift the celestial river.
The Venerable Moon was busy working. The mountain range that blocked the celestial river was split open by her, and a huge river channel was dug out from the ground. The river channel became longer and longer. Even though she was a Celestial Venerable on the Emperor's Throne Realm, she was exhausted and had to stop to rest.
Her disciples immediately took over and continued to dig the river channel. Many people collapsed from exhaustion.
After more than ten days, they dug out close to half of the river channel. Sections of the celestial river were put into the river channel and flowed along it.
"What about upstream?"
While resting, the Venerable Moon asked, "Which Celestial Venerable is carrying it upstream?"
Yun Tianzun looked at Celestial Venerable Ling in a daze. Celestial Venerable Ling was also holding up the celestial river, but it was obvious that she wasn't the one holding it up upstream.
"I'll go upstream and take a look," he said.
These days, he was also very tired, and his speed was much slower. However, along the way, he saw too many gods of the human race. Their bodies were almost buried in the ground, but they still raised their hands to hold up the heavenly river, preventing the flood from descending.
Some gods were already exhausted to death, but they were still standing there. Even after death, their obsessions were still supporting their bodies.
"Who's upstream?" Yun Tianzun asked the refugees.
"I don't know. It's a three headed six armed deity, but I don't know its name." The people told him.
Yun Tianzun continued to rush upstream. At this moment, he saw a majestic figure in the distance. Six arms were holding up the celestial river. That god was bent over, and his three heads were tilted to one side. The skin on his body was almost completely torn, and the god blood flowing on his body formed a river. However, he was still holding on.
Yun Tianzun hurried over, inexplicably moved.
At this moment, he saw fog gradually rising from the celestial river. Under the water, there was a huge ship sailing, and its long shadow was sailing towards the figure holding up the celestial river.
That was the ghost ship.
Yun Tianzun was stunned.
Qin Mu was muddle-headed, but he also saw the ghost ship. Wei Suifeng must have been worried about his safety and came to find him.
Dragon Unicorn and Yan 'er had obtained the Glassy Sky Pagoda and most likely returned to the ghost ship before him. This caused Wei Suifeng to be worried.
This was reasonable. After all, they were senior and junior brothers. Wei Suifeng was worried that he would die in the past.
The ghost ship rose higher and higher, and the mast broke through the water surface.
"Go away! Eldest senior brother, go away! "
Qin Mu's three heads shouted together. "You don't have to bring me back. I have to hold up this river!"
Under the water surface of the celestial river, a hazy and murky voice came. It should be Wei Suifeng talking. However, the ghost ship was still in another space-time, and his voice couldn't reach here.
The fog on the river surface became thicker and thicker, and it got closer and closer to Qin Mu. Qin Mu's consciousness was already a little dizzy. He shouted, "Eldest senior brother, give me some time! I will go back by myself! "
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