Two worlds, above the ocean and below.
Above the ocean, giant waves surging with great momentum; below, the ocean's undercurrent is sinister, full of hidden dangers.
The seemingly unified seawater appears to be a collection of myriad forces.
Some undercurrents are like swords, silently piercing through.
Some undercurrents are like blades, slicing horizontally.
Some undercurrents are like hammers, crashing down.
Some undercurrents are like whips, poisonously entangling.
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It is precisely this complex and treacherous seawater that can bury a supreme being of the path-seeking realm at the bottom of the sea before realizing it.
Even if these forces pose little threat to the three of Fu Kong, as they delve deeper, the ever-changing undercurrents become more unpredictable, and the forces become more terrifying, causing their pace to slow.
Swish...
With an almost imperceptible soft sound, Fu Jie turned to look at Fu Kong.
Fu Kong was staring at his right arm.
