Within the cold pool, Chen Qing hovered at the center of the water, using the secret patterns of the Black Prison Sea to deepen his understanding of the origin. The Black Prison Sea gradually stopped resisting the Nine-Colored Water as it had at first. Under Chen Qing's control, it began to ripple in sync with it. "Human boy, are you cultivating?"
After an unknown amount of time, Cold Whale finally could not resist opening his eyes. He asked Chen Qing curiously, "Venerable Cold Whale, you've lived here for countless epochs. Do you think this is water?"
Chen Qing kept his eyes closed, his voice carrying a faintly ethereal quality. Cold Whale gently moved a fin and drifted slightly closer. "If it isn't water, then what is it?"
"But it contains fragments of all kinds of laws. How can it be called water?"
"Hmph, little fellow, many people used to think the same way. But didn't they all end up the same?
"If you want to comprehend fusion laws, I advise you to leave behind your treasure early and stop wasting time."
Chen Qing did not argue. After pondering for a moment, he continued, "Since it isn't a fusion law, why are they so harmonious?"
"If I knew that, I'd have become a God Lord long ago!"
Cold Whale's enormous tail fin swished, and the powerful current made the Black Prison Sea twist. Yet it returned to normal a moment later, without shifting in the slightest. "Huh!"
Cold Whale became interested as he watched the Black Prison Sea. His tail fin kept swaying as though he had found a novel toy. "Don't look at the Black Prison Sea. Look where it merges with the Nine-Colored Water!"
Chen Qing's voice suddenly rang out in Cold Whale's mind. Cold Whale froze. With the