Meng Chuan felt guilty for serving the Dragon King cold tea earlier.
He lit a fire in his palm and brewed another pot.
Immediately, Dragon King Cui leisurely stood up, suspended in mid-air, floating cross-legged in the void, allowing Meng Chuan to observe the practice method of the Celestial Abyss Skill from every angle without obstruction.
Rustle—
The sound of tides overflowed in Meng Chuan's ears, and his surroundings instantly became damp.
Colorless yet deep and somber water stains spread around.
Bang!
A deafening roar exploded in his heart, the heavens and earth spinning as they receded from him.
Dragon King Cui unleashed his power. Before his figure arrived, his aura preceded him. In the darkness, two points of slender pupils appeared, spreading and swiveling left and right, looking "sneaky."
Meng Chuan exerted all his effort to activate Thunder Eyes, barely able to glimpse the hazy figure seated within the Celestial River.
