The fierce wind howled.
The large ships around, the cultivators from the Jade Pot Realm floated in the void, their expressions grave.
The divine corpse, Big Yellow, that emerged from the Overturning Water Staff stood silently, the shadows on it billowing with waves of air.
Behind it, a thin old man looked surprised.
Meanwhile, Wang Ba, holding a yellow paper talisman from afar, looked calmly at the thin old man.
On the Holy Desecration Realm's side, Gan Xiong's eyes lit up with delight, while the other cultivators looked bewildered.
For a moment, the void was incredibly quiet.
However, this silence did not last long. The thin old man regained his composure, looking more solemn, fixedly staring at Wang Ba, uttering in a deep voice:
"The second one... I overlooked it, but I don't believe you have more."
Wang Ba smiled faintly:
"Mr. Chang Ying, you may give it a try."
The thin old man's eyes narrowed slightly:
"Is that so... then let's try!"
