Within the woodland of the hillside, there was in fact no real wind and rain at this moment.

However, as the villagers shouted again and again, it was as if wind and rain were everywhere, above and below.

This is the sorrow of nature, also the sorrow of mortal dust.

Because the villagers rely on the heavens for their livelihood, when the seasons are harmonious, life is good; if the weather is poor, be it drought or flood, their income drops sharply, forcing them to sell their children.

If it comes to a time when taxes and levies become more rampant, even if there is harmony in the heavens, the wind and rain from the mortal world leave the villagers nowhere to hide and unable to bear it.

The villagers express their grievances loudly, voice after voice, shout after shout.

So intertwined like a web—who can break free and walk out?

In the dark room, the old woman's eyeballs were on the verge of falling out from her sockets, her eyes radiating an excited and greedy glint.

It was then.

In mid-air, within the iron cage, Wei Yuan who was vigorously absorbing the power from the book chest and preparing to self-destruct was instead stunned.

Because a silhouette that should not have appeared here, inexplicably did so at this very moment.

It's Chen Xu!

In the hillside woodland, Immortal Witch Zhu remotely controlled the villagers, weaving a net of heaven and earth to enclose Chen Xu.

They thought Chen Xu had nowhere to escape, yet they had no clue he possessed divine powers that could travel through the Netherworld.

Chen Xu had been stalling for time, waiting for the puppet Daoist soldier to infiltrate the River God Temple without alarming the mystical powers within.

Then, confirm Wei Yuan's location.

Only then could Chen Xu accurately locate the exit through the Netherworld.

Currently, while Immortal Witch Zhu was exerting her utmost to cast her magic, it was the best opportunity.

Chen Xu took a step into the Netherworld and appeared directly behind Immortal Witch Zhu.

His arrival was so abrupt that even an old and cunning Immortal Witch Zhu could never have anticipated Chen Xu would suddenly overcome countless obstacles to appear behind her.

Like the fleeting star, a white colt flashes by, the antelope hanging its horns.

Chen Xu stood behind Immortal Witch Zhu, Wu Hook held in hand, suddenly cleaved down.

Firewood Splitting Level 3!

Swift as the wind, aggressive as fire.

This blade was delivered without hesitation, carrying the momentum Chen Xu had accumulated for long, akin to moonlight in poetry, a world-shocking frost, and also a volcano suddenly erupting in serenity.

Boom!

When the blade light fell, Immortal Witch Zhu's greedy gaze was still glued on the Copper Bowl Water Mirror.

She hadn't even had time to realize Chen Xu's figure had vanished on the hillside slope.

By the time she reacted, the blade had already cleaved her head open.

Slosh!

This mysterious old woman, despite having all sorts of tricks, now couldn't escape being split in two.

Bang bang!

Her two halves fell separately to the left and right ground.

And by then, cleaved into two halves, Immortal Witch Zhu finally let out a shrill scream, "You dare kill me? Damn it!"

She screamed, although her body was cleaved in two halves, between these halves bizarrely appeared wriggling flesh sprouts.

These flesh sprouts rapidly grew, seemingly about to reconnect the severed body.

Chen Xu pursued victory.

Wu Hook in his hand suddenly flew off, instantly split into two, turning into two Wu Hooks simultaneously slashing at the two "pieces" of Immortal Witch Zhu's head lying on the sides.

Slosh slosh, the "two pieces" of head severed from the neck.

But this wasn't all; Immortal Witch Zhu's clamoring didn't stop.

"You brat, you dare kill me, I shall summon the River God, he will not spare you... ah!"

Firewood Splitting Knife Technique, Microscopic.

It turned out as Immortal Witch Zhu clamored, the two pieces of head suddenly moved, seemingly about to escape upwards at an incredible angle.

Yet, the two Wu Hooks commanded by Chen Xu appeared to have grown eyes themselves, suddenly swiped back upwards.

Wu Hook instantly intercepted the escape route of the two pieces of head, blade light falling like frost and snow, piece by piece.

I ask, if a person's head were to be sliced into pieces, could they still live?

If it were an ordinary mortal, naturally they couldn't.

But Immortal Witch Zhu was not an ordinary mortal, perhaps... she shouldn't be called human at all.

Because right then, Immortal Witch Zhu's body originally on the ground suddenly exploded like mud.

Then only the sound of rustling emerged, countless dark-red, crab-like small creatures crawled out from the fragmented body of Immortal Witch Zhu.

Not far away, the sound of rushing water was heard.

It seemed as if the large river encircling the village was booming loudly, angry waves crashing against the shore.

"You can't kill me! You can't kill me..."

Despite her head cleaved into blood mist, and body fragmented into countless bizarre crab-like small creatures, Immortal Witch Zhu's voice still persisted.

"Old body is the River God's mortal incarnation, you dare kill me, I shall unleash floods... ah!"

In her clamoring, mist emerged around Chen Xu.

Bang bang bang!

Wu Hooks shot forth.

Then came a heap of golden pellets, falling like scattered flowers into the surrounding ground.

The golden pellets fell, akin to small bombs, flipping all the scattering little crabs.

At the same time, Flowers Are Not Flowers, mist unfolds, Chen Xu's heart moved with intent.

With unprecedented calmness, he wielded an array of techniques, responding to Immortal Witch Zhu's unpredictable transformations.

The mist isolated a certain mysterious force, from afar, the sound of river waves crashing seemed to gradually diminish.

Finally, Immortal Witch Zhu's clamoring voice panicked: "Impossible, how can it be? How can I not be able to summon the waves of Broken Jade River?"

Chen Xu replied calmly: "Because you are not the true River God."

"I am not the River God, are you?" Immortal Witch Zhu retorted sinisterly, angrily.

"I am not, nor are you." Chen Xu suddenly sighed, saying, "In this world, does the River God truly exist?"

"What are you saying?" Immortal Witch Zhu cried out in anger.

"Found you!"

Chen Xu suddenly said.

Before the voice faded, he unexpectedly lifted his gaze slightly, blowing lightly towards the floating iron cage ahead.

Inside the iron cage, the small hedgehog Wei Yuan was so excited it was crying with tears.

It tightly covered its sharp little mouth with its hands, fearing any noise would disrupt Chen Xu.

With Chen Xu's gentle breath, a streak of fiery white flame shot out like a thin line.

The flame broke through the blood-red talisman paper tightly affixed to the top of the iron cage, igniting it instantly.

As the iron cage plummeted downwards, Chen Xu caught it with one hand.

And that burning talisman paper let out a tragic scream, the end of the paper arched up, carrying flames, about to fly off like an arrow towards the rooftop.

Chen Xu suddenly exhaled flames once more.

This time the flames were tinged with a hint of gold amidst the red, he merely blew from a distance.

That fleeing talisman paper lost all its strength to escape.

The flame tinged with gold wrapped the talisman paper, Immortal Witch Zhu let out a final shout of unwillingness: "You can manipulate Karmic Fire? No! I hate this..."

Whoosh—

The fiery flame, both scorching and chilling, burned the last shred of True Spirit on the talisman paper.

Snap, the talisman paper burned into ashes.

As the ashes fell, Chen Xu collected them into the Fire and Smoke Kitchen.

Above it, a clause emerged.

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