In the underground palace, countless water currents and mist mingled, completely submerging Zhang Rongfang.
He moved his hands and feet, looking around, only to realize that he was already in a vast expanse of blue water currents.
The surrounding mist gradually diminished, while the water currents increased.
Zhang Rongfang glanced around, only able to see the series of bubbles he created as he moved, everything else was a sea of blue.
He kicked upwards with his legs, swimming lightly, instantly covering a distance of dozens of meters.
But above him, there was no space; it was still a sea of blue water currents.
'White Scale?'
'I'm here. Be careful, this is truly the divine power belonging to the Bright God. The biggest difference between the Bright God, the Secret God, and the Residual God lies here.
The Bright God's sheer divine power can cause substantial harm to all living creatures!' White Scale said seriously.
Zhang Rongfang somewhat understood.
