Many cracks appeared on the dam of Longtougou Reservoir.
High-intensity lights shone on the dam, conveying the real situation to everyone in front of the screen.
"Kacha…"
Crack!
Cracks spread across the dam like a spider web!
Moreover, these cracks were still expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye. The speed was getting faster and faster.
The wind howled.
The torrential flood was about to break through the dam in an instant!
A thought appeared in everyone's mind.
"We're finished!"
It was hopeless.
The matter was already set in stone!
Once Dragon Head Ravine was broken, Flying Sand Weir would be in danger…Once that place started to fester, the entire Yizhou would collapse.
The affected area in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River would expand rapidly.
Tens of millions of people lost their homes!
However, no one could turn the tide.
"Boom!"
Amidst the loud sound of the surging waves, the reservoir finally could no longer withstand the huge pressure.
Under the dumbfounded gazes of countless people, the dam that was reinforced by human strength was destroyed.
It completely collapsed.
Destroyed by a natural disaster!
Turbid water rushed out of the reservoir.
In the blink of an eye, the nearby villages were engulfed by the flood. The cliffs on both sides trembled non-stop. The collapse and mudslide contributed to the horror of the natural disaster. Half of the entire reservoir disappeared!
Xue Fangping looked dejectedly at the roaring flood.
He sighed softly.
Once the dam burst, they would be in a very dangerous situation.
He knew it long ago.
However, he still fought to the end with everyone without hesitation.
Even if he was about to face this devastating wave, he could still stand tall and straight.
There was no time to retreat now.
Xue Fangping's eyes were filled with regret. Before he died, he did not have the chance to call home, his wife and daughter.
The thick smell of water assailed his nostrils.
But the next moment, Xue Fangping's eyes widened.
The others also quieted down from their roars of despair and stared at the scene in front of them with their mouths agape.
The roaring flood turned into countless tiny waterfalls in front of them.
The water vapor filled the air, and the sound of water was like thunder.
Turbid waves rolled and flowed endlessly.
An invisible force restrained this vast flood. No matter how ferocious it was, it could not take a step across the lightning pool. The scene was very shocking.
The world was silent.
No one knew what had happened.
The next moment, the torrential flood suddenly split apart!
A black figure came from downstream and stepped on the reservoir. He was clearly walking on the water, but it was as stable as walking on the ground.
It was a man in a black robe.
He was dressed in a black robe with clear white patterns. He was tall but not fierce. His long black hair was tied up with a luxurious dark gold hair accessory. His aura was extremely graceful.
Such a graceful and leisurely person was incompatible with the stormy environment.
Who was that?
They were not modern people!
The black-robed young man seemed to have stepped out of a long history. He held a folding fan in his hand and walked leisurely towards the flood with his hands behind his back.
It was as natural and casual as walking towards a patch of grass.
As his feet landed, the surging river water from upstream suddenly stopped.
It wasn't really still, but the river couldn't get close.
The murky river water kept raising huge waves, hitting the invisible barrier around him, but he could not cross it.
Not a single drop of water could land on his long hair or his robe.
The people at the scene seemed to have lost the ability to speak. They stared at the man with their mouths agape. Their brains seemed to be questioning their eyes, but they also seemed to be unable to accept this fact.
The female reporter was trembling.
However, the last bit of professionalism allowed her to hold the camera steadily.
He had captured it!
The young man's face made people's brains freeze.
This time, it wasn't just the women, even the men were stunned by this extraordinary handsomeness.
It was a kind of " beauty " that transcended gender.
His face was as beautiful as a painting, as if he was a 3D model.
However, 3D models would never be as elegant as his.
The combination of appearance and temperament formed a natural attraction.
Even immortals would not be more beautiful than him.
It could not be described with words, and it was almost out of the aesthetic range of the Chinese. To be more precise, it was beyond the level of human aesthetics.
The mere appearance of it would cause mortals to have the idea of 'perfection'.
Handsome, but not enchanting.
On the contrary, there was a kind of heroism that the heavens and earth respected.
He was clearly a tiny individual, but the moment he appeared, all the colors in the world dimmed.
The camera aimed at…
The black-robed youth was laughing.
This smile was gentle and natural, although it was a modest smile.
However, the arrogance in his eyes told everyone that he was very proud!
He was so proud that he disdained to look at the sky!
This really didn't seem like a handsome man that could exist in the human world.
From appearance to temperament.
From self-restraint to bearing.
Even the robes they wore were so luxurious that they could not be compared to the fabric of the human world.
Noble aura!
Zhang Yuchu's temperament was ethereal, stunning, and sharp.
Zhang Sanfeng's temperament was vicissitudes of life, low and reserved.
Both of them contained the unique aura of "immortals" in Chinese culture.
Transcendence.
It didn't look like a human.
This black-robed youth was the exact opposite.
Although he had boundless power, he looked like a noble young master in the human world.
Moreover, he was the son of a noble family in ancient times.
That kind of temperament was not something that a rich second-generation official could learn.
That required a powerful family background and a sufficiently long inheritance!
Was this a human?
Was this an ancient person?
The camera zoomed in.
Everyone held their breath.
The eyes of this young master from ancient times flashed with a light that made people breathless. A silver light was also jumping between his eyebrows.
This was definitely not a mortal!
The raging flood turned into a translucent wall of water. The water kept spinning in it, and the quicksand kept bobbing up and down.
This scene was extremely beautiful.
It was also extremely magical.
It was even more terrifying to the extreme!
This meant that this black-robed young man before him could defy the laws of nature with a single thought and stand above the heavens and earth…This was definitely not an immortal!
The immortals of Huaxia always emphasized the unity of Heaven and man, and let nature take its course.
This was his fundamental thought!
If he wasn't an immortal, then what was he?
" Only gods can defeat nature!"
" F * ck, god!!"
"This is completely different from the previous two. Speaking of which, can anyone tell who he is?”
"Aliens!"
"Is there such a handsome alien? To be honest, if his robe was white, it would be even more perfect.”
"No, among the colors of ancient clothes, white is the lowest. For example, this person looks like a noble among nobles, so why isn't he wearing gold or purple?”
"Now that you mention it, let me think about it. In a dynasty where black is revered…"
"F * ck! Great Qin?"
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