When Lu Qicang finished speaking.
The octopus vanished without a trace.
"Hmph!" Lu Qicang flung back his wide sleeve, and half his body shot out of the water. He froze on the spot.
Because a figure in blue robes was looking at him with a beaming smile.
That figure in blue robes was none other than Li Zhōujūn.
"Old Lu." Li Zhōujūn looked at Lu Qicang, whose upper half had emerged from the water, and greeted him with a chuckle.
"You brat... what did you see?" The corner of Lu Qicang's mouth twitched.
This is bad!
My image is ruined again!
When did this brat get here?!
"I didn't see anything." Li Zhōujūn spoke with an air of solemnity.
In truth, the moment Li Zhōujūn appeared here, he had sensed Lu Qicang being spat out by a gigantic octopus.
But Li Zhōujūn naturally could not say that out loud and leave Lu Qicang with no way to save face.
After all, Lu Qicang had once been a figure who stood at the pinnacle of the Source Realm. If this matter were truly brought up, it would wound the old man's pride.
Lu Qicang: "..."
"Forget it. Back when I was trapped in that sword-intent space, you saw me in an even more wretched state than this. Compared to that, this is nothing."
As Lu Qicang spoke, he flew completely out of the water. He naturally knew that Li Zhōujūn had spared him embarrassment by not saying anything outright.
After all, even an Origin Venerable could sense what had happened just now, let alone Li Zhōujūn—the Azure Emperor who had fought the True Jade Great Emperor, an Emperor Realm Third Decay expert, to a standstill.
As for Lu Qicang, who had now reached the Twelfth-Rank Origin Emperor realm of the Ascension