I swept the Phoenix with the Onmyoji Shikigami

Chapter 150 Crossing the Waterfall

Seeing that Xiaobai was safe and sound, Xinghan finally felt relieved.

He approached carefully, fearing to disturb her sweet dream. Looking at Xiaobai's innocent sleeping face, Xinghan couldn't help but smile gently.

He knew that no matter how difficult and unknown the road ahead would be, as long as he had Xiaobai's company, he would never be alone.

Xinghan squatted down gently and stroked Xiaobai's soft fur gently, waking her up from her sweet dream.

Xiaobai's eyes slowly opened, and he blinked in confusion at first, then he recognized Xinghan and wagged his tail excitedly, as if to say, "Master, you're finally back!"

Xinghan smiled and said to Xiaobai:

"Xiaobai, I have something to tell you. I have to leave the courtyard for a while and go to the world with Feng Xing to continue my adventure. However, I trust you, so I would like to ask you to help manage the courtyard, okay?"

Xiaobai seemed to understand Xinghan's words. Although a trace of reluctance flashed in her eyes, she still nodded firmly, as if to say:

"Don't worry, Master. I will protect the courtyard well."

Seeing Xiaobai being so sensible, Xinghan felt very relieved.

He stroked Xiaobai a few times again, then stood up and looked firmly at the ancient and mysterious tree in the center of the courtyard.

This tree is the portal connecting the two worlds. As long as you pass through it, you can return to the world with Feng Xing again.

Xinghan took a deep breath, took a step, and slowly walked towards the tree. As he got closer and closer, the branches and leaves of the tree seemed to have life and swayed gently, as if welcoming his return.

Finally, Xinghan came to the big tree. He stretched out his hand and gently touched the trunk. A warm and familiar force instantly enveloped him.

With a flash of light, Xinghan's figure disappeared in the courtyard. When he appeared again, he was already standing in the same world as Feng Xing.

Xinghan stood in front of the spectacular waterfall, his brows furrowed, his heart full of doubts and challenges.

The roar of the waterfall is like the galloping of thousands of troops. Every drop of water contains the irresistible power of nature. They gather into a river, pouring down from a height, forming a seemingly insurmountable barrier.

He tried to use his spiritual power to block the turbulent water flow, but it seemed that the power of nature was far beyond human power to resist.

The spiritual power condensed into light in his palm, but it could only slow down the speed of the water flow for a short time before being dispersed by a stronger force and returning to formlessness.

"Is there really no way to cross this waterfall?" Xinghan thought to himself. He knew the purpose of this trip was important and he couldn't give up easily. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, tried to calm himself down, and looked for a possible turning point.

Just then, a breeze blew by, bringing faint sounds and breaths from behind the waterfall, as if some power was calling him.

Xinghan suddenly opened his eyes, with a gleam of determination in his eyes. He realized that perhaps the real answer was not to break through by force, but to find the secret passage behind the waterfall or to use the power of nature.

He once again mobilized all his spiritual power, but this time he did not use it to fight the waterfall, but to feel it and understand it.

Xinghan stared at the surging waterfall in front of him, with endless thoughts surging in his mind. He recalled the various methods he had tried before and decided to try again, but this time he would be more clever and intelligent.

First, he mobilized all the spiritual power in his body and tried to tame the wild water flow with the freezing technique.

"Freeze, wild waters!"

Xinghan let out a low roar and waved his hands violently, as if he was commanding thousands of troops.

As he moved, gusts of biting cold air gushed out from his palms, like invisible sharp blades, cutting through the air and heading straight for the waterfall.

Wherever the cold air passes, the air seems to solidify. When the water of the waterfall comes into contact with this force, it is instantly frozen, forming a layer of crystal clear, mirror-smooth ice.

The entire waterfall seems to be frozen in time. All the noise and rushing are still at this moment, leaving only the shocking and magnificent sight.

However, Xinghan's brows did not relax. He knew that although the ice looked solid, it was only a temporary barrier and could not really stop the power of the waterfall. He jumped lightly and landed on the ice, tapping his toes lightly, making a crisp sound, as if challenging the power of nature.

He struck lightly, the ice ridges shattered, and the water rushed down again, declaring the irresistible power of nature.

"Sure enough, the power of nature cannot be easily countered by human power."

Xinghan muttered to himself, then his eyes focused, ready to make the next attempt.

He knew that if he wanted to truly cross the waterfall, he must find a more clever way.

Just then, a gust of wind blew, bringing faint sounds and breaths from behind the waterfall, as if some power was calling him.

Xinghan's heart moved, as if he had grasped some key information. He looked up at the top of the waterfall, with a hint of determination and firmness in his eyes.

"Since you can't tame it directly, let me guide you!"

Xinghan shouted loudly, and the spiritual power in his body surged again. This time, he no longer tried to confront the waterfall head-on, but began to look for ways to guide the water flow.

He was agile, jumping and dodging on the ice, while his hands kept forming seals, releasing traces of spiritual power, trying to resonate with the water flow of the waterfall.

"I can't give up just like that!" Xinghan vowed to himself. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and let his mind merge with nature, trying to feel the pulse and rhythm of the waterfall.

After a moment, Xinghan suddenly opened his eyes, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. He turned to Jinqiu beside him and said, "We have to change our thinking. It is too difficult to directly fight against the power of this waterfall. We have to find a way to guide it."

When the little fur ball heard this, a hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, but then he nodded in agreement.

Xinghan continued:

"I have to find a path to guide the water flow at the source or midway of the waterfall, just like taming a wild horse, you need to find its weakness."

As he spoke, Xinghan began to climb up carefully along the rocks at the edge of the waterfall. Each of his steps was filled with caution and determination, as if he was having a silent battle with the waterfall.

However, the power of the waterfall was beyond his imagination.

He tried many times but still failed to find the breakthrough point that could guide the water flow. Sweat soaked his clothes, but he still did not give up.

"This waterfall is like an indestructible iron plate!" Xinghan couldn't help but mutter to himself, frowning and falling into deep thought.

The waterfall rushes down from the cliffs like a silver dragon, roaring into the deep pool below, stirring up thousands of snowy waves and shaking the valley. The water flows so fast, like thousands of troops galloping endlessly, and every drop of water contains the endless power and vitality of nature.

"We must find an unprecedented method!" Xinghan whispered to himself, with unquestionable firmness in his voice.