In the eastern region of the Stone Kingdom, a torrential downpour raged with terrifying ferocity.
The entire world seemed submerged in an endless flood!
The rain that fell was unlike anything people had ever seen—not mere droplets, but massive, churning waves of water crashing down from the heavens.
As they struck the ground, the deafening *splash* sent white surges leaping upward, as if rivers were pouring from the sky into the drowning land!
In ordinary times, such a sight would have been unimaginable. The common folk were terrified as the waters rose rapidly, threatening to swallow their homes in mere moments.
**BOOM!**
Lightning split the sky, thunder roared, and the rain intensified, growing ever more violent.
The world was plunged into darkness, the roiling black clouds unleashing an endless deluge, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
Shi Hao moved with blinding speed. The moment he received the report, he soared into the skies from the Stone Kingdom’s imperial capital, racing toward the disaster zone.
As he traveled, he activated his Heavenly Eye, scanning the distant heavens for signs of the disturbance. *What kind of being could unleash such chaos?*
This was no ordinary calamity. It defied his expectations—clearly, a being of immense power was at work, forcing him to take this threat seriously.
*Could it truly be the Rain God?* *Does this ancient figure possess such power? Can he truly descend upon this world?* Shi Hao’s gaze was icy as he searched.
The world grew darker, so thick that not even a hand could be seen before one’s face. Only the endless roar of water remained, pouring from the heavens in volumes terrifying enough to kill.
On the ground, countless people wailed, their voices drowned beneath the storm.
The pitch-black world resembled a monstrous abyss of hell, swallowing all sight, growing ever more horrifying—as if the end of days had come.
**CRACK!**
A silver bolt of lightning, vast and boundless, tore through the darkness, illuminating the land in a stark, blinding flash.
Houses teetered on the brink of collapse, swaying dangerously under the relentless downpour.
Many huddled on rooftops, fleeing the rising waters as pots, pans, and household items floated inside their flooded homes.
Others had fled to higher ground, seeking refuge on the mountains. Yet, silver serpents of lightning exploded from the void, spreading across the region in terrifying arcs.
**BOOM!**
Finally, some peaks shattered under the assault of the lightning, sending boulders and shattered trees flying in all directions—a sight of pure horror.
“Heavens, what have we done to deserve this?” Many wept, kneeling in the mud, trembling as they begged the skies for mercy.
None dared climb higher. Even those who had sought safety now faced new dangers as mountain floods began to surge.
In the lowlands, entire villages and cities were nearly submerged, some already collapsed.
In the lowest areas, some homes had vanished entirely beneath the floodwaters.
*”The ruler of the Stone Kingdom is depraved and unjust! Heaven’s wrath descends upon you!”*
A thunderous voice boomed from the darkened skies, drowning out even the storm. The lightning ceased, leaving only this overwhelming proclamation echoing across the land.
The rain did not relent—it only grew more terrifying.
*Is this truly divine punishment?* The people were petrified. The voice from above was too vast, too commanding—like the judgment of the heavens themselves.
“Spare us, O Heaven!”
“Grant us mercy!”
Desperate cries rose as some were swept away by the floods, vanishing into the swirling currents.
“Grandfather, come back!” A young girl screamed as the old man who had shielded her was torn away by a sudden surge.
“Mother, no! Don’t leave me!” A ragged child of six or seven stretched out his hands toward the floodwaters, where his mother had just pushed him onto a rooftop before being swept away herself.
“My son!” An elderly man’s veins bulged in desperation as his eldest child, in the prime of life, was swallowed by the raging waters while trying to save him.
The ground was a scene of human tragedy.
Yet the voice in the sky remained, still rumbling ominously.
*”The ruler is unjust, and Heaven’s fury descends! A warning to the world—the Stone Emperor is wicked beyond redemption!”*
The rain intensified, and amid the flashes of lightning, people glimpsed a face—vast and cold—staring down from the heavens, watching the suffering below with indifference.
Many on the ground were lost in fear.
For years, the Stone Kingdom had enjoyed peace and prosperity. Why had this disaster struck so suddenly? They were paralyzed by terror.
Some fainted outright. Who wouldn’t fear divine retribution?
Yet others were confused. Hadn’t the Stone Kingdom been thriving? Had the Stone Emperor truly committed some unforgivable sin?
“Even if the Emperor has sinned, why punish us? Spare us, O Heaven!”
Some wailed in despair.
“O Divine One, we are ignorant! We know not what crimes the tyrant has committed—spare us!”
*”Hmph. Not enough.”*
The enormous, shadowed face in the sky spoke coldly, visible only in the flashes of lightning.
*”Not enough suffering. Not enough chaos. If the entire lower realm were like this, the karmic backlash would be immense—enough to crush Shi Hao’s path to greatness!”*
*”I may not be the strongest of my clan, but today, my power is supreme.”* His voice was icy, filled with malice.
A member of the Rain God’s lineage muttered darkly, his schemes vast, involving karmic forces. Even if the impact on Shi Hao was minor, he would ensure it was done.
Injured and struggling to survive, he resorted to the vilest of methods—to sever the path of a prodigy.
“O Heaven, spare us!” The cries from below intensified, and indeed, waves of resentment rose, carrying karmic currents.
Only high-level cultivators dared meddle with karma. Ordinary folk could never fathom such workings.
This was a direct assault on Shi Hao—no underestimation, no mercy. The strongest force, the cruelest methods, all to cut off his path to greatness!
Shi Hao arrived like a storm, piercing through the rain.
From the moment he received the news, he had wasted no time. Yet the flood had already swallowed much of the land.
The only relief was that the mountain floods had not yet reached the most densely populated areas.
*”Shameless cultivator! You bring calamity upon mortals—you deserve death!”*
Shi Hao’s roar shook the heavens. Then, with a single punch, he shattered the sky.
Brilliant light erupted, tearing through the darkness.
His fury was boundless. This was a feud with the Rain Clan, yet their so-called god had unleashed disaster upon countless innocents. *Did they mean to wipe out an entire region?*
**BOOM!**
The heavens split. The rain lessened instantly.
Shi Hao’s punch carried unstoppable yang force, blasting apart the storm clouds, scattering them into the distance.
**ROAR!**
The Golden Lion arrived at Shi Hao’s command, exhaling a gale that swept the remaining clouds out to sea.
Meanwhile, Shi Hao formed seals with his hands, channeling immense power. In an instant, all the floodwaters—the surging waves, the mountain torrents, the rain—were lifted from the earth and hurled skyward.
With a single display of might, he dismantled this hellscape.
The people stood frozen, their cries silenced as they gazed upward. A young man stood with hands raised to the heavens, his fingertips glowing as he redirected the floods into the sky, evaporating the disaster.
Shi Hao’s power stretched across countless miles, diverting the endless waters toward the distant sea.
Rivers flowed through the air. Mountain floods surged across the firmament. The sight was awe-inspiring.
Normally, cultivators avoided displaying such power before mortals, lest it cause panic.
But today, the Rain God’s havoc demanded an overwhelming response.
“A miracle!” Cheers erupted across the land.
Shi Hao had arrived just in time. Though floods had struck, the worst had been averted.
Casualties were minimal.
Then, radiant light burst from his body—countless motes of energy, streams of life essence, raining down upon the earth.
**WHOOSH!**
The dying were revived instantly.
Even those swept away by the floods were pulled back to life!
The Golden Lion was stunned. Shi Hao was expending his own vital essence to save mere mortals?
“Divine One!”
The people prostrated themselves, trembling in reverence.
In mere moments, tragedy had been reversed. The doomed had been saved.
But the cost to Shi Hao was great.
**CRACK!**
Suddenly, lightning gathered in the sky, forming blades and swords that slashed toward Shi Hao.
An enemy had struck—taking advantage of the moment Shi Hao was dispersing his life essence.
*”Pathetic tricks!”***
Shi Hao scoffed, punching upward. The attack shattered instantly.
Then, he soared into the heavens, locking onto the enormous face in the void.
*”Scum of the Rain Clan! You dare show yourself? Prepare to die!”***
His killing intent was boundless. This creature had no restraint, no conscience—willing to slaughter countless innocents just to strike at him.
*”Little Stone, what can you do? I am in another realm, infinitely distant. You cannot touch me!”***
The face remained cold, unmoved, its lips curled in a sneer.
Shi Hao’s gaze darkened. He needed to know—where was this Rain God? This ancient being’s location could be the key.
*”Then come here!”***
With a roar, Shi Hao unleashed his full power. Countless chains of order shot forth, wrapping around the enormous face, dragging it downward.
*”You think you can pull me across realms? Foolish!”*** The Rain God mocked.
Shi Hao remained silent, cycling through ancient techniques before yanking with all his might.
*”What?! Impossible!”***
The face suddenly lurched closer, its features growing clearer as it was dragged toward Shi Hao.
**SMACK!**
Before fully pulling it in, Shi Hao raised his hand—and delivered a resounding slap across its face!
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