The white dragon rammed the Black Sea apart.
Boom!
The towering black waves suddenly froze in midair.
The evil ghosts atop the waves still held their struggling poses.
Their lower bodies were dragged down by the heavy seawater, while their upper bodies still lunged madly toward the Sky Rift.
The next instant-
Crack, crack, crack!
Ice raced outward along the crests of the waves.
A thick layer of blue ice instantly formed over the black water.
Like an enormous lid, the ice clamped down over the entire seething Black Sea.
It forced the struggling evil ghosts back down, one by one.
He meant not only to seal away the evil ghosts.
He also meant to still the waters.
To stop the Black Sea from churning, for a time.
The white dragon coiled above the ice.
His claws gripped its surface tightly.
Layer upon layer of black frost crept over his silvery-white scales.
The black frost seemed alive, burrowing through the gaps between his scales, inch by inch into his flesh.
Little White Dragon lowered his head, looked beneath the ice, and let out a piercing dragon cry:
"Ten breaths!"
His voice pierced the ice and black water, slamming into Sha Wujing's ears.
"Junior Brother Sha, only ten breaths!"
The first breath.
Beneath the Black Sea.
The evil ghosts froze for an instant.
That stupid monk... had actually come down himself.
The next moment.
Ten thousand ghosts hurled themselves at him like mad.
"He's come down!"
"He really came down!"
"Tear him apart!"
Tie Jing's voice rang out, dripping with undisguised mockery:
"Big monk, are you stupid?"
"Who are you trying to impress!"
"What good does coming down here do? Can you get us out?"
"You can't escape this Black Sea yourself!"
The second breath.
Sha Wujing floated in