The Long Fallopian Tube

The surging torrent was nothing less than a powerful waterfall. Li Ziran had to exert every ounce of strength just to keep moving forward. Fortunately, there were enough bends here to borrow momentum from, and the Deep Sea Octopus Frog was an expert at riding waves in the deep sea.

The only thing they had to watch out for was the forks within those bends. This was no ordinary woman, but a Giant.

Here, any random branch could lead to some unknown fatal point. He needed to precisely sense the current's speed and direction, because only a Giant's body could create such flows.

After more than a dozen bends in succession, the current finally began to slow. What lay ahead looked more like a great river. At its source was a massive outlet, like a flood-discharge dam, gradually draining the lake it had held back.

At this point, the flow was clearly weaker. Evidently, the water stored inside was not all that abundant.

With a light leap, he landed directly on a platform roughly five square meters in size. He had no idea what kind of tissue this was, but judging by the Giant's proportions, it was probably just a patch of excess flesh.

Yet this excess flesh was already spacious enough for him to settle down quite comfortably.

Now he had to wait for Anfuni. If she got lost, he might have to slide back down those slopes to search for her.

During this brief pause, Li Ziran suddenly thought of the moment the spells had overlapped. At that critical juncture, he had actually layered three Transformation Spells on top of one another.

That feeling back then...

It had been like instinct!

Li Ziran secretly laughed at himself. As his proficiency increased, his Transformation Spell seemed to be shifting