Sha Wujin floated at the formation's heart.
His whole body was covered in blood.
Blood seeped from all seven orifices.
Every breath came with the bubbling of blood.
Yet he was still smiling.
It was an ugly smile.
And an ugly sound.
"Master Bixiao."
He murmured.
"Your disciple... did it."
But just then.
Sha Wujin's expression changed.
At that very instant.
He sensed something different.
"What's different?"
Little White Dragon's draconic eyes rolled, unsure what Sha Wujin had discovered.
All he could tell was that the Heaven-Reaching River wasn't a proper river; beyond that, he couldn't see a thing.
Sha Wujin spat out two words.
"True Martial."
Zhu Bajie's mouth hung open.
For a long while, he couldn't close it.
"True... True Martial?"
"Which True Martial?"
"True Martial of the North?"
"The Demon-Slashing Heavenly Venerate?"
"Old Killer means the True Martial Great Emperor. Old Zhu, what's the point of rattling off all those titles?"
With his Fiery Eyes and Golden Pupils, Sun Wukong saw that Zhu Bajie was clowning around.
Tang Sanzang ignored their antics.
"Tell us. What exactly is going on?"
Sha Wujin said.
"The form belongs to Grandmaster."
"The spirit belongs to the True Martial Great Emperor."
"The form lies above."
"The spirit lies below."
[Old Killer's not bad.]
[He discovered the underlying laws of the Heaven-Reaching River without even using the Endless Extraction System.]
Inside the Three Pure Ones Hall.
Upper Pure Master Tongtian's sword-like brows lifted slightly, sharing in the pride.
However.
Discovering it was one thing, but crossing the Heaven-Reaching River would still be very difficult for Sha Wujin.
There was no easy way across.
Sha Wujin still needed to work harder.
But the Preaching Squad didn't think so yet.
Zhu Bajie patted Sha Wujin's shoulder. "Old Killer, whether it's True Martial doesn't matter.