After the phantom vanished, it gathered once more in the water beneath the sea.
He stood in the water, the currents spreading outward around him in layer after layer, transmitting his power.
Standing here, he was the sovereign of these waters.
The Lord of the Four Seas.
Even if he was only an avatar, even if he had recovered little of his power.
He still held absolute dominion over water.
He gazed beneath the deep sea and slowly said, "Although there were quite a few unexpected developments, the outcome was good."
First, the Three Rivers Evil God had been captured, the altar released, and the source of power lost.
Then the Spirit Water had nearly fallen short because of interference from the Moon God's people.
Later, a Heavenly Pride in the city had slaughtered all around him, a Heavenly Pride ascending to immortality had used the pressure of heaven and earth to cut off the Spirit Water, and an Immortal Heavenly Pride had overpowered all the others.
These surprises had all come so abruptly that he had thought he would have to stake his life on forcibly awakening the thing below.
He had never expected the winding mountain path to reveal a way forward.
Not only had the Heaven and Earth Ding appeared, but its appearance had not been caused by them.
There was no longer any need to worry about the backlash.
The Immortal Gate could withstand the Heaven and Earth Ding's backlash. That was tremendously good news for them.
Now, everything was ready.
He then connected to the eruption of vitality above and concealed that vitality deep beneath the seabed.
He had chosen this place for more than just being the Lord of the Four Seas.
His greater objective was the thing beneath the deep sea.
From now