Chapter 119: Protecting an Endangered Species, in a Way

Following the remelting of the Four Continents and the fusion of the two realms, the geology of Golden Turtle Island underwent a profound transformation. With Guo Xiaoshan’s intentional intervention, the power of the Heavenly River Dharma was employed to dredge underground water veins, connecting them to the eyes of the four seas and refining the water essence to establish a cycle of water elements.

Golden Turtle Island no longer resembled its former self; it now stood at the source of a massive river roughly a thousand miles wide. This river, named the Heaven-Piercing River, served as the origin for the entire water system across the Divine Land.

With blue waves stretching for a thousand miles and abundant water essence, an immortal island stood amidst it.

Before parting ways, Ye Xiu hugged Huang Xiangdong once more, encouraging him to listen to his mother and study hard in the future.

"Heh, is that so?" Lin Yu’s expression turned cold as he drew his long sword. The blade shone like moonlight, pulsing with a faint spiritual aura that caused the surrounding air temperature to plummet.

They were all perfectly aware that Ye Xiu had agreed to this press conference solely due to their persuasion, intended to provide an explanation to the reporters and protect the hospital’s working environment from being disrupted by them.

"Tea," Bai Niansheng, Xiao Renwang, and Su Fengnian said in unison. Jiang Huairen looked around, momentarily lost in thought, his mind drifting to Li Ai.

Meanwhile, an ice wall instantly materialized behind Zhang Tian. Countless vines coiled around it, trapping the flying scimitars that had struck from behind within the ice.

After being set aside for several days, it was time to bring it out for experimentation and see if his fantasy of resurrecting the dead could actually succeed.

The Peacock King curled his lips in amusement. Obtaining the Peacock Princess might not have been difficult, but he wondered why he had gone to such lengths to compete with everyone else—perhaps it was simply the Peacock King’s excessive arrogance, a scenario he had orchestrated by design.

Abandoning the giant turtle, Jiang Huairen and his companions found a giant mottled python, over a hundred meters long, with its raised head towering ten meters high. Upon seeing them, the python turned into a gust of wind and vanished without a trace.

Zhao Ruobing’s personality was such that it was truly fortunate she came from an extraordinary background and did not have to struggle in society. Otherwise, it would have been difficult for her to survive; after all, not everyone in the world was as generous and tolerant as Zhao Guozheng and his peers, who were willing to overlook her temperament.

"Can you tell me about the situation in the Capital? For example, are there any places I should be wary of?" Jiang Huairen did not know much about the Capital. He wanted to understand more, as his intuition told him that something related to him was bound to happen there.

"Zhang Yuyang, Zhang Yuyang, don't worry. I will ensure your safety," Han Yu said to himself.

Diving into the water, she swam toward the city submerged two hundred meters below the surface. Many sea monsters patrolled the waters. Looking down from above, [Ye Xi] could see that the basic structures of these sea monsters—a form of racial technology—had already appeared within the city.

"This is Switzerland." Tang Dong knew An Mumu’s temper well; he knew that after being asked twice, she would never ask a third time—the "three strikes" rule—so he spoke up before she lost her patience.

"I think Elder Zhan is right. My Xie Bi doesn't have that kind of luck, which is a great pity." At this moment, Xie’s father fully agreed with Zhan’s father, largely because he was still harboring anger in his heart.

"Launch the attack! Merfolk, charge!" the Merfolk leader commanded, shouting at the top of her lungs. All the merfolk launched their final assault, determined to seize the player faction once and for all.

Fallen leaves drifted alongside withered flowers, and a bleak wind swept through the dead trees. Faint black smoke emanated from the parched spring, and the air was thick with the scent of death and despair.

"Ding Yi is right; I hope you won't take offense at today's events!" Bai Lehang chimed in.

Meanwhile, the super-powered individuals believed that the leaked spiritual artifacts, formations, and herbs were being wasted in the hands of mercenaries who knew only how to kill each other; they were unwilling to give them even the slightest thing.