Yang Xiaohai hung upside down from the rock formation, his head tilted back. He didn't know what the strange, surging waters above him were. All he could feel was his body dissolving, his consciousness fading away.
"Quick! Run!" Li Huowang yelled, pulling Yang Xiaohai along as they continued to dash frantically. Their bodies were gradually shrinking. Beneath them, what was once solid ground had transformed into a vast, living ocean that roared and bellowed.
Splashing seawater lashed out like tongues, relentlessly consuming everything that dripped from their bodies, intent on swallowing them whole.
At that moment, Yang Xiaohai felt his head grow foggy and his limbs weaken. Just as he felt he could no longer hold on, he saw an upside-down temple appear before him.
