Across the boundless ocean lay an open training ground.
It was where Xi Yue trained using her Inner Field cultivation skill.
Outside the grounds, an incomparably massive snake coiled around the perimeter.
The great snake had its eyes closed as it rested leisurely.
Other than the rise and fall of its body, there was almost no sign that it was alive.
After she relinquished control of her body, a mass of Black Mist entered Xi Yue's Spiritual World without obstruction.
The appearance of the Black Mist immediately alerted the giant snake.
It was an absolute terror toward a natural predator.
Rare fear appeared in its enormous snake eyes.
"You woman, what kind of monster did you let in? Are you planning to slaughter the donkey after it has ground the grain?"
During the previous battle, Jörmungandr had promised to help Xi Yue.
Of course, it had its own plan: to gradually seize control of Xi Yue's body, just as Hei Hou had once possessed Wu Juedian, slowly taking over Xi Yue's body.
How could it have imagined that Xi Yue would be so bold as to let something so terrifying into her own body?
"Heh, monster? Who are you calling a monster? Me?"
Wu Zhiqi's cold voice rang out, making Jörmungandr shudder.
That overwhelming aura truly made it nervous.
For a moment, it did not know how to answer the question posed by that voice.
"I, I, my lord, that was not what I meant. This lowly god—no, this lowly one merely spoke too hastily. Please do not take it to heart, my lord."
The Black Mist swiftly flew above the grounds, then crashed down fiercely, condensing into the image of a green-furred monkey clad in silver armor.
Jörmungandr was one of the gods from the Higher Plane. How could