Boom!
Fragments of rock collapsed.
Tidewater surged backwards and fell.
The translucent blood-red shell faded and disintegrated.
Inside the Qi Sea, the morning dew flashed with blue light repeatedly, yet the recovery effect was far inferior to when it was not fully dried up.
Exiting the [Spirit Transformation] state, Liang Qu's heart pounded fiercely. Whether the Qi Sea, physical energy, or mental strength—it was all thoroughly depleted. He floated in the water, resting in place for more than a quarter of an hour before regaining some energy.
The vortex water's giant hand suddenly snatched the corpse and weapon, both still containing traces of vitality, dragging them into the depths of the dark river and burying them in a pit.
The Golden-winged Centipede understood instantly, detaching itself from the wrist and transforming into a blue sphere that hid in a crevice.
The Zenith Divine Powers were utterly unpredictable.
