The members of the Preaching Squad sat in the boat, taking in the scenery along both banks, yet a trace of doubt still lingered in their hearts.
Had the Blackwater River trial truly passed so blandly?
Or was it that... the real ordeal lay ahead?
No matter what, the members of the Preaching Squad still felt that something was off.
"Something's wrong."
Sun Wukong carried the Golden-Hooped Staff over his shoulder, his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils fixed on the deep water beneath his feet.
"This water is too still."
"Boundless Heavenly Venerate."
"The calmer the surface, the deadlier the killing intent beneath it."
The moment the words fell.
The entire Blackwater River suddenly let out an exceptionally low hum.
The sound did not come from the water's surface. It exploded directly from the depths of their souls!
"Boom!"
Without any warning, the river beneath the skiff instantly turned into a bottomless swamp!
Sun Wukong cried out in alarm. His footing vanished, and an irresistible, terrifying suction force instantly dragged him into the water.
"Splash! Splash! Splash!"
A series of splashes rang out.
Zhu Bajie, Sha Wujin, Little White Dragon, and even Tang Sanzang were all yanked into the Blackwater River by that terrifying force in an instant.
There was no spray, no struggle.
Like stones tossed into ink, they were swallowed in an instant.
The members of the Preaching Squad each formed hand seals and used their methods to allow themselves to see within the Blackwater River.
Just then, the currents around them suddenly began to writhe frantically.
"Splash..."
Countless graceful figures gathered from every direction.
They were all incomparably beautiful women.
Their bodies were formed from dark-purple currents. They had no independent fleshly bodies, no facial features, only vague outlines.
One, two, ten, a hundred...
Thousands upon thousands!