Blub blub blub.
Bubbles detached from the rocks began to float upwards, as the pitch-black underground cavern came into view.
The size of the Eight-clawed King was so immense, it was alarming; a mere direct encounter would be enough to instill fear in ordinary people. Yet, curiously, the tunnel from which it emerged was remarkably small, with a diameter of only several zhang.
"Truly fitting for an octopus."
Liang Qu stood still at the entrance, not daring to dive in recklessly.
He had "Unable to Move" prepare the "Divine Wood Brand," readying it without releasing.
Whoosh!
Enveloped by Bai Liu.
In the blink of an eye, the White Ape appeared!
After changing "doorways," he continued inward.
A hundred li away, the Old Toad closed his frog eyes, tilted his head back, mumbling to himself until, in a certain instant, he fiercely yanked the left whisker of the Fat Catfish.
