A streak of golden light flew in panic, skimming the surface of the great river... After skipping across the water dozens of times, it crashed straight into the riverbed.
Tian Peng spat out a mouthful of mud and gulped in fresh air.
"Brother Bupo, Brother Bupo!"
"I need to find somewhere to meditate and recover..."
Jiang Qiyun said weakly, "I stole too much power from the Moon God. I can't bear it... Tian Peng, I'll need you to help me share some of it later."
He really couldn't stomach this surging power, and no one was there to temporarily seal away the excess for him. That sort of treatment was reserved for favored children of the planes who had powerful backers behind them.
Giving some to Tian Peng was a helpless choice. If he didn't, he could only wait to burst apart... If he did, at least he could gain a wave of Peng Peng's gratitude. Though the new favor points would be pitifully low, it was still better than suffering a total loss.
"There are plenty of caves here carved out by the river. Finding somewhere to hide shouldn't be difficult." Tian Peng swept his gaze around. "I'm just afraid the Moon God won't let us off..."
"The Moon God is dead." Jiang Qiyun became serious. "I didn't sever the witchcraft completely. To guard against the unexpected, a thread of connection remained, but I can no longer sense the Moon God's presence."
"Could it have been Shuisheng... No, could Hou Yi have killed the Moon God?"
"I don't know." Jiang Qiyun shook his head. "The fact that we escaped unscathed is already a blessing. We can't worry about anything else... Once we've both fully absorbed the Moon God's power, this trip won't have been fruitless."
As he spoke, Old