The Daoist blocked the entrance. Nothing could break the surface of the vast marsh, and for a moment, all was tranquil and serene. Spirit Inspiration King, however, was so furious that the three corpse gods within him leaped wildly. He raised the heavy golden hammers placed beside him and roared:
"Hey, you cow-nosed Daoist! Stretch out your neck and let this great king hammer you three times!"
His voice thundered like a tide. The high sky above the vast marsh suddenly darkened, revealing vortexes resembling Chaos Holes one after another. Deep within them, phantoms overlapped and flickered, as though they connected to other universes.
Crash! Torrential river water surged from every vortex. Both illusory and real, it transformed the three thousand li above the vast marsh into a flood world glittering with waves.
Here, metal became heavy, earth melted and dispersed, wood struggled to grow, and fire could not rise. Aside from the power of the Water Element and its corresponding laws, everything seemed weak—even unable to survive.
This was the reflection of the grotto-heaven within Spirit Inspiration King. Within a specific range, when a word was spoken, the dharma image followed. If Heaven and Earth were incompatible, they were altered until they fit!
He really was approaching the level of legend... Though Meng Qi was suspended in midair, waves raged all around him, stirring his bloodline and trying to turn him into a pool of pus, returning him to the world of water.
Spirit Inspiration truly deserved his reputation as a famous demon king of the Journey to the West!
Seeing that Goldfish Spirit had donned battle armor, raised his giant hammers, and roared out of the crystal palace toward him, Meng Qi suddenly felt a pang of emotion.
When he had first entered this world, he had been