The deep pool ahead suddenly began to boil.
This was no ordinary water, but deadly toxic water formed from a hundred years of accumulated resentment mixed with corpse oil.
The pool water was an eerie deep blue. At that moment, it defied the laws of gravity, rising like a towering wave and crashing down upon them like an overturned river from the heavens.
"Not good! Corpse water! Touch it and your flesh will rot!" Uncle Feng turned pale with shock. He tried to cast a spell to stop it, only to find that the moisture in the air was too heavy for his talismans to ignite.
"Playing with water?"
Li Dan looked at the massive wave of corpse oil rushing toward him, a cold smile curling across his lips. "You may not know what I do."
He did not even raise a hand. He merely stomped his foot lightly.
In an instant, an aura colder, darker, and more despairing than the Corpse Oil Pool erupted from beneath Li Dan's feet.
Black water surged forth from nowhere.
If Chu Renmei's corpse oil water was a resentful, venomous deep blue, then the Ghost Lake water Li Dan released was a pure black that devoured everything.
"Splash—!"
The two currents collided violently in midair.
There was no earth-shattering boom, only the grating sound of something being consumed.
The seemingly ferocious wave of corpse oil met the black water of Ghost Lake as though it had encountered its natural predator.
Countless pallid, bloated water ghosts stretched their arms out from Ghost Lake, madly tearing at Chu Renmei's corpse water, dragging it apart, devouring it, and assimilating it.
The corpse oil water that had nearly drowned everyone was forced back, even pouring back into the deep pool.
"Th... what kind of spell is this?" Uncle