Yang Xiaohai, hanging upside down from the rock formation, looked up. He didn't know what those surging strange waters above his head were. At the moment, he only felt his body dissolving, his consciousness fading away.
"Quick! Run!" Li Huowang pulled Yang Xiaohai and continued to dash frantically. Their bodies were gradually shrinking, and beneath them was now a vast, animated ocean brought to life. It was roaring, bellowing.
The splashing seawater licked them like tongues, relentlessly eating away at everything dripping from their bodies, intent on swallowing them whole.
At that moment, Yang Xiaohai felt his head grow foggy, his limbs began to weaken, and just as he felt he could no longer hold on, he saw an upside-down temple appearing before him.
Gilded sutra pillars, vase-shaped ridge decorations, towering halls, large swaths of stalactites hanging like spine bones, suspending this incredibly majestic building completely inverted on the ceiling of the cave.
