Such was the might of a single palm strike!
The vast curtain of water and towering waves shattered in an instant before Gu Changqing's utterly unremarkable palm strike, like dreams and bubbles.
They became a skyful of mist and luminous rain, drifting down from on high and shrouding the entire Huai River in a hazy veil of drizzle.
The spectacle was indeed breathtakingly beautiful, dazzling enough to make eyes pop.
Yet at that moment, no one had the leisure to admire it.
Gu Changqing, meanwhile, remained as tipsy as ever.
It was as though that palm strike had been nothing more than a casual gesture, not worth mentioning at all.
And, of course, that was precisely the truth.
Deep within the Huai River, the being lurking in the darkness had clearly been awed by that strike as well.
The water laws that had been raging wildly now resembled a beast seized by the throat, letting out low whimpers but no longer daring to make a rash move.
Within the lingering mist, faintly visible patterns of profound laws slowly faded, like a receding tide exposing a dry riverbed.
Utter silence reigned for ten thousand miles around.
The aquatic creatures fleeing in a frenzy also stopped, hovering far away in the water and gazing uncertainly toward the sky above the Huai River.
What had they seen?
They had seen a figure standing askew high in the sky, cradling a Wine Gourd, reeking of liquor, his eyes hazy with drunkenness.
He had scarcely done anything at all. With a casual palm strike, he had effortlessly dissolved the water overlord's all-out assault into nothing.
"Who... who is that?"
An aquatic creature spoke in a trembling voice, unable to conceal his shock and horror.
"I don't know... but I sense an aura from him countless