Hua Dou was filled with regret. Shen Gongbao had left without so much as a goodbye, and Hua Dou knew nothing about the Earth Immortal Realm. How was he supposed to find Mount Luofu?
Hua Dou looked around at the strange world. He was floating above a vast ocean, where countless streams of water essence steamed into the air. Some even seeped into his pores of their own accord, and a cool, moist feeling enveloped his entire body.
Compared with the Mortal Realm, the spiritual energy in the Earth Immortal Realm was truly immense. It surged toward him like the tide. The purple nebula inside him seemed to be propelled by a strange force, spinning rapidly. The illusory nebula gradually solidified, and the peculiar stars within it shone more brightly, radiating powerful energy.
He felt his cultivation constantly improving, his spiritual power surging. Every movement brimmed with strength. Yet he could sense a faint force holding him back, preventing him from breaking through to the late Golden Immortal stage. Even so, the power of heaven and earth continued to flow into his body, settling within the nebula.
At the nebula's center, spiritual power was continually compressed until it thickened into streams of liquid. These gathered in the very middle, forming a peculiar spiritual spring within the nebula.
Just then, the sea churned. A current appeared out of thin air, and a sea-patrolling Yaksha with a green face and fangs emerged before Hua Dou. The Yaksha bowed. "May I ask what brings you to the East Sea, Immortal? If you have business here, this lesser demon will report it to the Dragon Palace."
"The Dragon Palace? Hasn't the East Sea moved to the Mortal Realm?"
The Yaksha bowed again. "In reply, Immortal, the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas did visit