"Ding! Seven-Star Card draw initiated."
One hundred million ghost qi was consumed.
To Tie Zhu and the Evil Self, Jiang Chen had merely closed his eyes abruptly. When he opened them again, he was drenched in sweat, his face as pale as paper.
"Dad, what's wrong? Are your reflexes slower than ours? You weren't scared earlier, but now it's finally hit you?" Tie Zhu abruptly leaned closer, squinting sideways at Jiang Chen as he asked suspiciously.
"Bro, you seemed to experience some intense heart palpitations just now."
The Evil Self also took two steps closer.
For once, the tyrant Jiang Chen did not lose his temper. He panted heavily a few times and waved to indicate he was fine, then fished around in his pocket and lit a cigarette.
He puffed on it, then let out a long breath.
"Nothing. Just low blood sugar."
The shock on his lowered face was still impossible to hide.
The card he had drawn this time was far too astounding.
In that brief instant, Jiang Chen had seen a mysterious land and a divine mountain towering tens of thousands of feet high, its true height unknown. Atop it lay a boundless heavenly pool, as though it encompassed an entire independent universe.
It was larger than the Flood Demon King's watery realm he had once seen.
Larger even than the West Sea he had glimpsed through the clouds when the West Sea Dragon King had caused trouble back then!
This vastness was not a matter of physical space.
It was vastness in a conceptual sense.
Jiang Chen had the feeling that, if this heavenly pool wished, it could give birth to a new West Sea within itself, or create ten thousand watery realms without any difficulty.
Yet in such an unfathomable place, where