"Where am I?"
Wang Ba slowly opened his "eyes" and instinctively looked around.
Yet he discovered that he was actually immersed in a stretch of dim, gray "seawater."
He could barely see any watery light moving.
It was clear, limpid, and tranquil, only tinged with gray.
He could faintly make out motes of dust floating in the water.
Ahead or behind... there was nothing but empty vastness.
Yet at the far reaches beyond his "sight," something enormous seemed to be sweeping swiftly through this deep sea...
He instinctively looked toward "himself," but could see nothing, only what lay below.
No, he was not even sure whether that was below.
For deep in what he thought was "below," he suddenly saw a series of footprints slowly passing through his field of vision, treading upon the rippling water, sending faint rings of ripples spreading farther away...
Footprints?
Wang Ba froze slightly, instinctively wanting to swim toward those footprints.
Yet just as he was about to move, he discovered that those supposed footprints had already vanished silently from sight at an uncanny speed...
He abruptly snapped to his senses:
Wasn't I just fighting Buddha Lord Tianshang?
Bewilderment filled his mind, but in just an instant, more memories awakened from the depths of his consciousness.
He vaguely remembered that Buddha Lord Tianshang seemed to have knocked his True Spirit out of his body with a palm strike. He had also felt a powerful suction at his sleeve draw him into an "ocean," and had even faintly sensed the immense consciousness hidden within that "ocean."
Was it that horn?
His memories gradually became clearer.
He soon recalled that it was the horn's power that had drawn him into a heaving sea.
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