In the small temple in White Town, he was a tall golden Buddha.
In the Huge Whirlpool, he was a true Buddha sitting on a rock.
In the eyes of the Giant, he was an inconspicuous muddy speck.
Cao Yuan lifted his head and looked at the huge face in the clouds, feeling a bit sore in his neck. "Are you the friend of Jingyang?" he asked while rubbing his neck.
"Aja!" The voice of the Giant echoed over the surface of the ocean like thunder, suppressing the sound of the Huge Whirlpool.
Soon after, a few more thunder booms called "Ajia" rang out, knocking a huge demon unconscious and conveying his message to Cao Yuan.
Leave this to me; you go and do what you need to do.
The life board of the Dark Phoenix was destroyed, and he was hit by Cao Yuan's broadsword light and the Giant's wooden stick. It was unclear where he had landed in the sky; he was probably dead.
Though the Heavenly Slaying Formation was still formidable after losing its master, the Giant should be able to deal with it.
Cao Yuan agreed with the Giant's decision. He turned around and looked at the deep part of the ocean, but he didn't leave. It seemed that he was uncertain.
Chaotian was on the other side, but it was so far away that he couldn't see it.
It took merely a few minutes for him to come to the deep part of the ocean from White Town. It didn't sound impressive, but it had never happened in history.
It was truly an amazing feat.
It had consumed at least two thirds of his spiritual energy and mental energy; it would be difficult for him to return to the seashore of the East Ocean in time.
The strong wind whistled, and the thunder could be vaguely heard. It was the sound of the air being torn apart by a huge object.
A huge hand fell into the Huge Whirlpool.
Cao Yuan understood what he meant, exclaiming sentimentally, "Is it possible?"
Having said that, he fell into the huge hand.
The Giant closed his palms and straightened his body, raising his hand into the Empty Realm.
Boom!!! The clouds in the sky above the ocean were torn to shreds, and a dozen flashes of lightning appeared out of nowhere.
Cao Yuan was thrown to the distance like a stone.
Fortunately, there was no wind or sound in the Empty Realm; otherwise, he would feel a pain in his face and ears.
Looking at the white line extending toward Chaotian in the sky, the Giant grinned happily and waved his hand to bid farewell.
The white clouds dispersed again.
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The broken formation of the Heavenly Slaying Formation was still formidable. The lines formed by the devil blood and the lethal energy formed by the blood sacrifice covered the surface of the ocean.
The giant walked into the great maelstrom. Hundreds of bloody lines appeared on his body, and they grew deeper and deeper as they cut into his body. However, his body was just too huge. With the current power of the Heavenly Slaughter Formation, it would probably take dozens of days for those blood-colored lines to cut off a portion of his fingernail.
The Giant felt a bit itchy. He scratched his back with the stick in his hand.
This wooden stick as big as a huge tree had knocked the Dark Phoenix into the sky earlier. Now that it had rubbed against his body, it couldn't withstand the force and broke off with a crack.
At this time, a demon beast jumped out of the waterfall beside the Great Whirlpool. Before the giant could react, it turned into a cloud of blood mist and melted into the Heavenly Slaying Formation.
This time, the giant only uttered a single word. He was a little startled.
The Heavenly Slaying Formation was still working. Countless devil beasts were still swimming over and jumping into the Huge Whirlpool, sacrificing their blood to the formation.
What the Dark Phoenix said to Cao Yuan earlier was correct. Regardless of how much he could kill, he could only make the Heavenly Slaying Formation more powerful. In the end, this formation would kill all the beings around the Huge Whirlpool.
How would the Giant solve the problem here?
He bent his body and reached his hand into the deep end of the Huge Whirlpool. He found a piece of wood with a scorched edge and a faint golden intent inside.
It was rumored that Penglai Island had experienced a heavenly punishment many years ago. Many divine trees were cut off by the heavenly thunder and drifted into the ocean, eventually falling to the bottom of the Huge Whirlpool. They were soaked in the ocean water for a great many years and washed by the energy of the Huge Whirlpool for a great many years, making them stronger.
The swordsmen of the Aoyama Sect in the Heavenly Arrival State brought these divine trees back and let them withstand the power of the thunder and lightning on the top of Bihu Peak. They would mature five hundred years later and become the rumored Thunder-Soul Wood.
Taiping Zhenren had relied on the Thunder-Soul Wood to escape from the Sword Jail, and Jing Jiu had relied on the Thunder-Soul Wood to survive.
As far as the Giant was concerned, the Thunder-Soul Wood was his most convenient weapon. Back when he intimidated Nan Qü on the Foggy Island, he had sat in the ocean for a long time with a piece of Thunder-Soul Wood in his hand.
It was then that another demon broke through the transparent wall of water and fell down.
With the Thunder-Soul Wood in his hand, the Giant had no more worries. He wielded the stick casually and knocked the demon away.
The demon turned into a black speck and disappeared into the distant horizon. It was thought that he didn't go as far as the Dark Phoenix; but the sputtering demon blood couldn't replenish the Heavenly Slaying Formation either.
This was probably what the demon meant by "die farther away".
In the next moment, more and more demons leaped into the Huge Whirlpool and were knocked away.
After a long while, the number of demons didn't decrease, and none of them could pass the wooden stick and become the blood sacrifice for the Heavenly Slaying Formation.
Pah!!!
The Giant felt bored. He sat down while leaning against the cliff wall of the Huge Whirlpool. He supported his chin with his left hand and waved the wooden stick casually with his right hand, as if he was swatting flies.
Those demons leaped out of the waterfall one after another, and then were knocked to the horizon, turning into a pile of flesh and blood that couldn't be seen.
Without the blood supply, the Heavenly Slaying Formation couldn't grow stronger; but it showed no sign of dispersing in a short time.
The passage of heaven and earth had changed, and the seawater was still falling down to the Underworld.
The Giant suddenly thought of this matter, a self-blaming expression showing on his face. He walked toward the center of the Huge Whirlpool after uttering "Aja".
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The humans had a question when they discovered the Huge Whirlpool for the first time many years ago.
So much seawater was pouring into the Huge Whirlpool at every moment; but why didn't the sea level drop? Why didn't the seawater dry up? It was obviously not enough to replenish the seawater by relying on the rivers on Chaotian.
Later, the humans discovered two other Huge Whirlpools similar to the Secret Realm of Singing Spring, which made them even more puzzled.
It wasn't until a long time later that the people found out that the seawater falling down from the Huge Whirlpool didn't go to the Underworld, nor did it go to the empty space; instead, it went to a distant place through a certain passage, and then came out from that place.
No matter how far away it was, the ocean was always connected. As such, the sea level wouldn't rise or fall.
Were those passages formed naturally by heaven and earth? There were many conjectures and inferences about this, but no definite answer was available until now.
The only thing that could be ascertained was that there were a few exits from those passages, and one of them was under the glacier in the northernmost part of the world, and some of them should be in more distant Alien Lands.
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This land didn't have a name; it was because the people living here thought that they were the only intelligent beings in this world, and this land was the only land.
If those people knew that there was another land called Chaotian in the distant north, and that there were beings more powerful than them living in Chaotian, what would they think?
Up ahead was the Ocean over the Sea, the most famous scenic spot in this world. Of course, it had been regarded as a miracle by the Church a long time ago.
The surface of the ocean spanning one hundred square miles was much higher than the surface of the sea around it, looking like a magnificent blue sand dune.
A great amount of seawater flowed in all directions. The water was gentle, devoid of any violent feeling.
Yet, if someone dared go to the deep part of the ocean, he would know how powerful the gods were.
Usually, the beach here would be full of pious believers kneeling down, praying and praying to the Ocean over the Sea that was obviously higher than the surface of the sea. However, the beach was deserted that day.
It was because the Ocean over the Sea had disappeared.
More than that, the entire surface of the sea was getting lower.
The seawater kept receding, exposing more of the beach.
A one-armed man with a head full of gray hair stood on the beach, watching this scene with complicated emotions in his eyes.
"Did something happen in Chaotian?"
Dozens of cavalrymen of the Church arrived at a high speed with the sound of hooves. They dismounted from their horses and knelt down, reporting, "The Pope invites the Master Sword King to return to the Church."
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