The Great Marsh surged and roared, clear starlight and moonlight spilling down.
Water Mist mingled with white smoke, choking and stifling.
The black night was dim. Shadows crisscrossed everywhere; for anyone whose eyesight and cultivation were lacking, this environment was nearly one where they could not see their hand before their face.
"Quick, quick, quick! Sink anything that can't be carried away—sink it all! We'll come back for it another day!"
"Sink it into the river? Will we be able to find it later?"
"Carry out your orders!"
"Yes!"
Splash! Three cultists each carried one leg of the Great Cauldron and tipped the still-warm cauldron into the Great Marsh. The water swelled into bubbles; hot and cold met, kicking up waves of white smoke.
Gold Horn Sharks and Silver Horn Sharks swam back and forth in circles, churning up mud and mist as they randomly shoved the Great Cauldron elsewhere.
The Ghost Mother Sect hurriedly cleaned up the island. The remaining higher-cultivation members were promoted as leaders and gathered the cultists who had jumped into the river. With Lord Net's offspring and the sharks helping them, the Alchemy Branch quickly gathered a considerable number of people again. They intended to clear up the mess and recover their losses before daybreak.
Using a hemp rod to beat a wolf—both ends feared the other.
The River Conservancy Office feared the Ghost Mother Sect's reinforcements, but how could the Ghost Mother Sect not fear Da Shun using the encircled point to ambush the reinforcements, with contingencies still in reserve?
The frigid heights.
Heaven and Earth Treasure Cave.
The air rippled hazily. When it had been collected, most of the pill furnaces had been in operation. One after another, red-hot, uncooled pill furnaces were piled together. Endless heat waves baked the tiny treasure cave,