The Vortex God, Osial, unleashed a massive tidal wave surging toward Liyue.
The colossal wave stretched endlessly upward as if to connect the sea to the sky, an overwhelming manifestation of Osial’s ancient godly power.
Though this tidal wave wasn’t enough to annihilate all of Liyue, it would still wreak substantial havoc on the region.
“What do we do now?!” Paimon clung tightly to Lumine’s shoulder, her voice tinged with panic as she watched the unrelenting waves roll in.
“If the wave’s that big, the docks in Liyue Harbor will be destroyed, won’t they?”
“I… don’t have a good solution right now,” Lumine admitted, her gaze fixed on the looming tsunami.
Block the wave with Starfell? she pondered. But there was no way her powers could conjure a construct large enough to halt such devastation.
Push it back with wind? Borrow the energy of the fake Vision?
Yet, the fake Vision she carried had already been drained of its power during the last rescue mission.
Lumine racked her brain for ideas but could think of no feasible way to stop the incoming wave.
“What about the Adepti? Do the Adepti have a way to deal with this?” she turned to the group of celestial beings behind her.
“Of course,” Cloud Retainer declared confidently. “It is merely a tsunami formed by residual godly energy. To dispel it—”
Before she could finish her statement and act, a voice boomed from above:
“A tsunami, is it? Speaking of which, this weapon I’m using… it goes by another rather fine name.”
Jia Changjiang’s words echoed through the air as he redirected the golden staff that had struck down Osial moments earlier, plunging it deep into the ocean.
“This is none other than… the Celestial Iron of the Heavenly River, the Divine Sea-Calming Needle!”
Standing atop the Divine Needle, Jia Changjiang planted it firmly into the sea. Then, with a radiant smile, he turned to face Osial’s towering form.
Activating the might of a true master, Jia Changjiang unleashed the staff’s latent power.
“Divine Sea-Calming Iron: stabilizer of rivers and seas, reveal their depths… let this place be eternally unyielding!”
He raised his foot and stomped down hard.
“Seal!”
Ding!
A unique force rippled outward from the Divine Needle, spreading golden light across both sea and sky.
The massive tidal wave that had seemed unstoppable stilled upon contact with the golden energy.
Even Osial, caught in the wave of power, was momentarily frozen in place, his enormous serpentine body stiffening.
“Jax can… do something like this?!” Lumine’s eyes widened in astonishment as she stared at him atop the Staff, a shocked expression plastered on her face. A single stray hair on her head seemed to stick out in surprise.
“This…” Cloud Retainer, who had been prepared to intervene, paused mid-action.
“That weapon appears to have belonged to an extraordinary figure,” Mountain Shaper remarked, observing the scene. “It seems to share origins with the power Jia Changjiang has wielded before.”
“…The name he mentioned,” Xiao muttered, recalling his earlier battle with Jia Changjiang. “The Great Sage Equaling Heaven…”
“He actually stopped Osial’s advance…” Ningguang murmured, her gaze fixed on Jia Changjiang. Her usually composed expression betrayed a hint of emotion.
Though Osial’s progress had been halted for now, the threat remained unresolved.
Ruyi Jingu Bang was powerful, but it wasn’t designed to suppress a god entirely, and Jia Changjiang couldn’t draw out its full strength.
When Jia Changjiang returned to the Jade Chamber, Osial was still locked onto Ruyi Jingu Bang and his figure.
For the first time, the Vortex God’s many snake-like heads turned their full attention to a human, committing Jia Changjiang’s image to memory.
As Jia Changjiang turned back to glance at Osial, he met the piercing stares of five massive serpent heads. Though immobilized, their gazes burned with an ancient hatred and intensity that sent a chill through the air.
At that moment, Jia Changjiang realized he was face-to-face with a god sealed for millennia.
“Ha.”
A radiant smile broke across his face as he flashed his teeth at Osial’s heads before turning back to address the others aboard the Jade Chamber.
“I did it.”
“Now, it’s time for us to figure out how to deal with that god for good, isn’t it?”
Jia Changjiang’s voice was calm yet firm.
“Jia Changjiang, your injuries…” Ganyu’s voice was filled with worry as she noticed the blood staining his body.
“Injuries?” He glanced at the crimson streaks on his clothes. “Nothing serious. I’ve recovered enough already.”
“Now, what’s the plan for that god?” Jia Changjiang pointed back toward Osial. “Should I handle it, or will you?”
“Jax!” Lumine raised her hand as if in protest. “If you’ve got the Golden Staff, can’t you just smash that god back into Guyun Stone Forest? You already clobbered it twice earlier!”
“Denied,” Jia Changjiang countered with a wave of his hand. “I can only borrow this weapon’s power temporarily—just like when I fought with the Darkin Blade. Besides, this is a god that was once subdued by none other than Rex Lapis.”
“He’s right,” Ningguang affirmed, stepping forward. “No matter what, this is ultimately a crisis for Liyue to resolve.”
“You’ve already done so much for Liyue—far more than we could ever ask. If we rely on outsiders any further, it would be… unbecoming.”
She spoke with unwavering resolve.
“With the Guizhong Ballista destroyed, harming the god will require the combined efforts of the Adepti,” Ningguang said, turning to the celestial beings.
“I can help!” Lumine declared. “I’m not from Liyue, but I’ll do whatever I can!”
“It’s not a perfect plan, but…” Jia Changjiang interrupted. “Ningguang, could I speak with the Millelith for a moment?”
“The Millelith?” Ningguang hesitated briefly. “Right now?”
“If you and Keqing wish to listen in, you’re welcome,” Jia Changjiang said, addressing both the Seven Stars and the Adepti. “Personally, I’d like to see mortals and Adepti find a better way to coexist.”
With that, Jia Changjiang walked toward the Millelith who had barely survived the battle against the god.
Taking a deep breath, he stood before them.
Though the Millelith were unsure of his intent, they had witnessed his divine-like power firsthand: striking down Osial with a staff that churned the heavens themselves.
Yet Jia Changjiang’s first words caught them off guard.
“Gods are terrifying… aren’t they?”
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