After meeting Houtu, Gungun left the Netherworld once more.
Once outside, he stood with both feet on the surface of the Sea of Blood, looked up at the blue sky and white clouds in the distance, and spread his arms. For some reason, he felt his spirits relax.
What a beautiful world this is. Hopefully, this beautiful world can weather this kalpa safely, without any unforeseen disasters. Still... all the Saints have already discussed everything, so there probably won't be any surprises, right?
Gungun thought to himself.
Then he stepped forward. Space rippled, and in the next instant, the entire bear vanished.
On the shore of the East Sea.
After becoming a Quasi-Saint, Gungun still could not roam the Primordial World with a single thought as a Saint could, but his speed had increased considerably, so he arrived here very quickly.
He swept his gaze over the boundless sea before him, then opened his right paw. A conch appeared in it, and he was about to blow it when...
Boom! Suddenly, a deafening explosion rang out in the distance. A wave shot into the sky, followed by a giant turtle and a silver dragon flying out from beneath the sea. They tangled together in midair, fighting fiercely.
At this sight, Gungun blinked and muttered, "Is the East Sea really this chaotic?"
Then he ignored them and continued what he had been doing, blowing the conch. Before long, a divine dragon a million zhang long flew out from beneath the sea. The moment he appeared, the giant turtle and silver dragon fighting nearby were both dumbstruck. They hurriedly huddled on the clouds, not daring to move a muscle.
The divine dragon ignored them as well and flew straight toward Gungun. A moment later, divine light flashed over his body, and