Xu Yang looked at his own fins... all right, he couldn't see them.
At this moment, there was only a little green fish in the river, its back arched and its eyes wide open.
Its two fins were like hands, reaching out before it, yet unable to touch anything. It looked strange and ridiculous.
He... had turned into a fish?
Yes, he had turned into a fish!
Had he known wishes worked so well, he wouldn't have made them carelessly.
Contending for supremacy under heaven might be cliché, but when he thought about it, it wasn't such a bad thing.
But what was he supposed to do now?
Should he restart?
Xu Yang fell silent for a while. In the end, he accepted reality and chose not to restart the dream.
He had lived for so many years in dreams that he could be considered experienced, but this was still his first time having such an experience.
What did it feel like to become a fish?
He couldn't explain it. It was simply strange. His fins seemed like hands, yet they were not hands. Without limbs to move with, he could only rely on swaying his body and tail, which left him deeply unaccustomed.
Although he had once transformed into a dragon in the Great Tang world, that "dragon" had not been a real dragon. It had been a phantom formed by the union of his spiritual will and the power of heaven and earth under Unity of Heaven and Man.
In reality, he had still been human, retaining a human body. Only to ordinary people had he appeared in dragon form.
Therefore, he had never experienced becoming a different kind of creature. Now that he had taken on this body, naturally he found it hard to adapt.
What, memories?