The God of Mountains and Rivers, known as Yala, is obviously the big boss of the Heaven Realm behind the Disha Sect.

She slapped Gongshu Mao, the golden immortal of the Divine Craftsmanship Heaven, to pieces.

Then she looked around, and what she saw was no longer the appearance of the mountains, rivers, and land around her, but the history of this world.

She saw all the four countries and four sects of Tiandi Xuanhuang, but there were some puzzling points. The fog of history was layered on top of each other. It was obvious that there was a powerful being of the same level as her who was plotting something in this world and stole the documents she left in the Disha Sect to collect the original prayers.

"Hmph." Yara snorted softly. She squatted down and used a small branch to draw a grid on the ground. It looked similar to the grids drawn by children when playing games, but each line went deep into the earth and extended infinitely outward, defining the longitude and latitude of the nearby areas hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of miles away, and dividing the mountains and rivers.

This crisscross line of mountains and rivers circled the border of the Warring States period in an instant at the speed of light, and then returned to its origin, returning to the place where Yabo drew the line.

The warring states were now completely under her control.

"Haha, I wonder where you can hide. How dare you steal my divine text... Come out!"

Yara used her finger to hook the longitude and latitude line that had already circled the mountain and river boundary, and gently lifted it up.

The entire Warring States border, tens of millions of kilometers in radius, began to churn upward from the hook of Yara's finger. The earth was cut into neat squares. Each piece was not big, about ten feet in diameter, and flew up to the sky as if free from gravity.

This scene seemed familiar, as if the Shenzhou world was once a whole piece of land, which split into many Shenzhou continents floating in the air, but through Yara's hands, the land pieces were smaller and floated more evenly.

Hundreds of miles, thousands of miles, tens of thousands of miles...

The Warring States seemed to be experiencing a magical spell.

Thousands of miles away from the headquarters of the Disha Sect, the people of the Di Kingdom who were already living there watched helplessly as the ground beneath their feet cracked into thousands of pieces and floated upwards silently. It was as if they were in a nightmare. They squatted on each piece of land, trembling in fear and not daring to move.

Some people were standing between two pieces of land that were about ten feet wide. They lost their balance and fell straight down, then landed on the next raised piece of land, becoming even more at a loss.

Those cultivators, no matter they were Golden Immortals, Heavenly Immortals or True Immortals, would just quietly suppress their tempers and keep their tails between their legs when they encountered such overbearing methods of Yara. They did not even dare to make a sound when the statues of their avatars left in this world were shattered by the cracks in the ground.

In Yara's God's vision, she could see these little fairies, but she just treated them as mice and didn't care about them at all.

Ever since Yara entered the realm, she began to play around with the Warring States Boundary, as if she wanted to tear it apart completely.

Such an exhaustive search was intended to find the powerful person from another world who was hiding in the Warring States region and had stolen her divine text.

But since he couldn't find the powerful person in his world, the three sects that originally occupied this world could no longer sit still.

Isn't Yara going to overturn the table?

The goal is to break the borders of the Warring States into pieces.

"Yara Shampoo! What are you doing!"

With a light shout, a young man wearing cloth clothes and straw sandals, with a kind face, descended from the sky. His hands were rough, as if he had held iron tools for a long time, and he was carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

As soon as he came into the world, he saw the state of the Warring States period, and he hurriedly took out two pieces of old wood from the bamboo basket behind him. The wood had one concave and one convex, and it had a mortise and tenon structure.

The young man looked up at the sun, calculated the direction, and tried to put the two pieces of wood together according to the mortise and tenon structure.

As he moved, the land of the Warring States, which was splitting and collapsing, began to shrink back to its original position.

"Ban Shu!" Yara stamped her feet, like an angry little girl, "You are making things difficult for me again! Did you steal my original prayer?"

"Can't you see clearly whether I stole or not?" Ban Shu frowned, "Now that the original root fruit has not appeared, you want to tear down the Warring States border. Can't you wait a little longer? We agreed at the beginning that after the root fruit appears, we will decide who owns this border..."

"You secretly used tricks to ruin my plan, and you still asked me to abide by the rules. Isn't that too much of a bully?" Yara snorted coldly, "Either you return my original prayer to me, or I will destroy this world!"

Ban Shu frowned and thought for a while, then took out an inkstone from the bamboo basket behind him. The inkstone was an ink box with an ink thread dipped in it. Ban Shu shook it, and the ink threads flew out of the inkstone, one after another, two ink threads pierced through the void and flew to the other two heavens.

Ban Shu shook his inkstone, nodding and shaking his head repeatedly as if he was communicating with someone.

This skill of communicating with other celestial realms made Yara a little jealous. She wanted to go forward and try it out to see if she could get some spiritual power back. However, Ban Shu noticed her little action and relinquished the call in time.

"They all said they didn't do it," said Ban Shu.

"You can still talk about it after you did it!" Yara didn't believe it.

"If they go to the lower world, how could they not leave any traces? Yala Xiangbo, as the Lord of God, don't act like a child. You must follow the rules when doing things..." Ban Shu was speaking when his face suddenly changed. The mortise and tenon joints in his hands suddenly exploded with a 'bang' and separated to the left and right.

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"You in Shengongtian do abide by rules, but it's still a long way to go for your rules to apply to our Shanhe Realm... hehe." As Yala spoke, her handsome little face was stained with a few spots of mud, just like the mud that a child gets when playing.

But as the mud got on her face, the broken continents of the Warring States that had fallen apart and had not yet returned to their original places had become soft and muddy, just like a bluestone road that suddenly turned into a muddy country road. The residents of the Warring States who were on it, whether they were immortals or ordinary people, were immediately trapped in it without a word and died.

"Yala Shampoo! Stop!" Ban Shu was shocked. He hurriedly recalled the mortise and tenon joints, trying to put them together again, but destruction is always easier than construction. From his divine vision, he could see that in a blink of an eye, the residents of the Warring States had been killed by millions of people like ants by Yala.

Bang!

Ban Shu was anxious. The God of the Mountain and River Realm was best at controlling the dragon veins of the earth. The Nine Lords of Mountains and Rivers were the manifestations of nine sacred mountains. Once they bound a world of earth, other gods would have no way to shake their authority. In this regard, he took advantage of the rare objects and the secrets of heaven. If he could not win the argument, he would try to attack the body of the God of Yala.

The original power of God hit Yara, but Yara was completely unharmed. However, the millions of floating pieces of land nearby all exploded.

"This battle border is already mine, what can you do about it?" Yara said disdainfully.

Ban Shu frowned and took out his weapon from the bamboo basket.

Two gods are confronting each other.

Suddenly a voice sounded: "Lord Yara, is this the thing you lost?"

Yala turned her head and saw a bald monk.

The monk... is he the Hongyuantian behind the Huangmen Sect in this world... No, the monk is not just the Hongyuantian's aura, this aura is clearly... the Xingmingtian's aura.

"My name is Lin Changsheng." said the man.

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