Instantly…
The flowing mud stopped abruptly, and the fluctuating wave-like mud finally maintained its shape, though there would be pieces of mud crumbling occasionally.
Right below the portal was a pit that was maintaining its shape, but its final appearance was rather peculiar.
Since the uppermost layer of mud was blown up first, it continuously surged and recovered when Jiang Xiao made his way up like a pangolin. Hence, the pit at the top was the smallest and would increase in size as it went lower.
Xia Yan and Li Weiyi were beyond flustered and half of their bodies had already been submerged in the mud. Fortunately, the White Ghouls shielded them when the Mud Hands swept across. They watched as the White Ghouls got dragged into the mud, filled with horror that they had gotten sick of.
