Ling Tian was at a loss against the Mud Swamp Spirit's abilities. One moment of inattention was all it took for the spirit to drag him down into the swamp. Crushing pressure bore in, and as if that weren't enough, a strange corrosive force followed. Feeling the many White Bones buried in the muck, Ling Tian knew they were all that remained of those who had died after being engulfed by the Mud Swamp Spirit's swamp powers.
Without hesitation, he manifested the Buddha Image Phantom and brought out the phantom of his pill furnace. The pressure on Ling Tian immediately eased, but he was surrounded by nothing but sludge, with no solid ground to push off from. Breaking free of the swamp's pull would be difficult.
"If only this swamp mud were as solid as the stone spirits. With my strength, breaking it apart would be easy, and then I could escape." Ling Tian muttered to himself. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he blurted, "That's right! I can just bake this swamp dry. Then..."
The idea excited Ling Tian. With a thought, he brought out You Ye Heavy Halberd.
The instant it appeared, You Ye expanded to dozens of zhang in size. Scorching heat billowed out, instantly drying up the moisture in the surrounding air. The swamp mud hardened into solid clods of earth.
A metallic clanging rang out as You Ye shot skyward in a streak of red light. The dried earth around them crumbled with a rustle, and Ling Tian seized the opportunity to leap up and break free of the mud's grasp.
He shook himself, sending the dirt clinging to his body flying. Looking down at the enormous hole beneath him, Ling Tian's eyes gleamed with delight. "Just as I thought. Once the moisture is baked