[The Buddha's Heart Passes on the Lamp] Wu Song Is Spiritually Empowered; the [Emergency Headband] Is Developed! (Continued)

The long whip drilled into the water like a venomous dragon.

Immediately after.

The surface exploded.

A massive black shadow, tightly bound by the rope, was forcibly dragged up from the riverbed!

"Waaah!!!"

A piercing, grotesque shriek—like the mingled cries of a frog and an infant—rang across the water.

The monster was flung onto the deck.

Its entire body was covered in slick blue-black scales.

It crouched on all fours, its back hunched.

A huge fish head was set atop a human torso.

A Deep Blue Grade Deep Diver Cult.

One of Cthulhu's spawn!

An overpowering stench of fish instantly spread through the air.

Hearing the commotion outside, Lin Chen came out to look, his expression turning solemn as well.

He realized that their brief respite was over.

The gaze from the deep sea.

Had not ceased!

The river wind was biting.

It blew Lin Chen utterly clear-headed.

He forcefully suppressed the lustful agitation from moments ago.

Now was not the time to drown in a bed of tenderness.

The greatest threat still hung over their heads.

Cthulhu!

That sleeping god, the great Great Old One.

It had seized Mount Putuo's Guanyin Daoist dojo and dragged it into a dream of the deep sea.

For every second they delayed.

That unspeakable god of tentacles gained another measure of possibility to devour the dojo.

Once the Guanyin Daoist dojo fell completely.

Not only would [Bones Guanyin]'s path of advancement be cut off.

The entire real world would likely face a calamity on the spiritual plane.

"Return and reinforce at once!"

Lin Chen gave the order.

Bare-chested, Ruan Xiaoqi manned the helm. The bird ship shot forward like an arrow loosed from the bow, cleaving through the waves.

It sped straight for the River God Temple's water stronghold.

River God Temple, water