The White Ape's sixth divine skill, Liang Qu's ninth divine skill!
The seed swells.
Strike while the iron is hot.
Look toward the yellow, blue, purple, dark, the five spirit fish.
The patterns interlink, blazing with bright floodwaters.
Drip! Drip!
The sound of water fills the ears.
A drop of water hits directly between the eyebrows, a chill seeps into the brow bone, spreading in strands to the extremities and the marrow, from the depths of bone-chilling cold, a warm current emerges, as if the cold stimulation causes the blood to begin flowing, somewhat comfortable.
The universe boundless, a desolate emptiness pouring in.
Above is an azure-grey cloud, below is a pitch-black tide.
Shadows darting, suddenly flicking its tail and leaping, the spirit fish soar against the water, striking the cauldron!
The celestial sound reverberates, connecting the stars in the sky, wielding gun a divine general sweeps in like a meteor!
