Beneath a dark abyss, the light twisted strangely, as though separated by a filter that did not belong to this world.
There was no sunlight here, no wind.
A heavy pressure surged in from all directions.
At the center of the lakebed, a massive vortex spun.
And at the deepest point of that vortex, countless rivers and water veins intertwined, solidifying into a face and a closed single eye.
This was the Black Emperor, master of the source of all water veins beneath heaven!
Seven figures floated around the vortex.
Each figure was formed from water of a different color, each representing a body of water.
One figure was dark green all over. This was the Rare Marsh God, who governed the Thousand-Li Rare Marsh.
One figure was golden all over. This was the Flame Spring God, who governed the Thousand-Zhang Flame Spring.
Although they were of the water element, they carried a scorching aura that made them stand apart from the other gods.
There was also a pale-white figure floating silently without a word. This was the Cold Abyss God, who governed the Far-Northern Cold Abyss.
Farther out, the waters came in many colors.
One figure, deep blue-green and nearly black, was slightly hunched over, as though some immense weight had bent his back.
He was the Ten-Thousand-Blade God, who governed the Ten-Thousand-Blade Trench.
That place never saw daylight all year round. The water pressure was so immense that not even water gods wished to remain there for long.
The watery glow around the Ten-Thousand-Blade God was so heavy it had turned black. Its aura shared the same origin as the Black Emperor's, and with every turn, the surrounding currents were pressed several degrees slower.
Right beside him floated a murky yellow figure.
A thread of jade-green showed through