At the dark, sealed bottom of the Deep Sea, two great serpents raced about as if frolicking, the currents they churned sweeping from the ocean floor all the way to the surface and forming waves of bizarre tsunamis.
The tsunamis swept up sea beasts that had not reacted in time and hurled them farther into the ocean.
No one would know what was happening in the depths of the Deep Sea, but it was undoubtedly a disaster.
The culprit behind this tsunami was desperately making the puppet swim, though not without purpose. Everything revolved around Leiwani's Derivative Space.
Once he obtained the materials, he had to withdraw immediately.
He had neither the mind nor the time to flirt with Jones here.
Though he swam quickly, his attention never left Jones, and he deliberately controlled the distance between them.
That was clearly unnecessary. Jones was too powerful. Even when he swam with all his might, Jones caught up to him. After only half a minute in the Deep Sea, Jones touched Li Ziran's Tail.
The smell of urine on Tail made the fellow howl, his eyes turning bloodshot red.
That round tongue licked Tail, making Li Ziran itch all over. He had no choice but to withdraw from Soul Synchronization with the puppet.
He could not bear weaving with a male Devouring Serpent in the Deep Sea, but for the sake of the materials...
It was about time. If this continued, Jones would be driven mad.
This hastily assembled temporary puppet could not withstand the torment of a strapping young man like Jones.
He deliberately slowed for a moment, and Jones crashed right into the puppet. His massive serpentine body swiftly coiled around it, and in a single second, they were bound together like hemp rope.
The Corpse Witch rapidly fed