The lone boat ceased its violent rocking, and the lake's waves, which had been crashing against the shore, gradually calmed.
The clouds stilled, and the rain stopped.
A lingering flush remained on Changa Posa's breathtakingly beautiful face, her lovely eyes brimming with affection and boundless tenderness.
She nestled against Chen Xuan's chest, utterly satisfied!
"Wife, was my heavy-duty service enough?" Chen Xuan asked with a grin.
"Hmph!"
Changa Posa gave a coquettish snort before shyly saying, "Enough..."
Under Chen Xuan's domineering ways, she had become like a pool of clear spring water, soft as silk wound around a finger. How could she retain even a trace of the Wisdom Main God's majesty?
Splash!
With an elegant turn, Changa Posa dressed herself neatly.
Then she floated to her feet.
With a flip of her hand, she produced an ancient bronze compass radiating dazzling divine light and handed it to Chen Xuan.
"Activate this compass, and you can reach the Gods' Forbidden Zone! Husband, there is something I must especially remind you of! The Creation God's fall was not complete. There seems to still be some lingering vitality, so you must be on your guard."
"Also, within that forbidden zone are some bloodline God Races left behind by the Creation God long ago. Though their numbers are few, their combat strength is formidable!"
Changa Posa went over every detail, thoroughly explaining the situation within the Gods' Forbidden Zone.
Only then did she advise Chen Xuan to head to the Misty Rain Tower. If he could find a way to control its mysterious tower master, the grand plan could be accomplished!
"The Misty Rain Tower was founded by an anomalous supreme powerhouse of the God Race. No one knows his name; they only know his epithet—the Blood Throne... And the organization he founded