With Bian Lang's permission, Hei Wushui immediately leaped towards the dark clouds in the sky.
He did not use brute force to break through the clouds, but instead plunged headlong into them.
The massive dark clouds remained completely still; the sky was eerily quiet.
"Did Xiao Hei jump straight into the gods' soup pot?" Sun Wukong stared in disbelief.
If the gods were cooking over a fire above those dark clouds, then Hei Wushui would be perfectly positioned to jump into the pot if he did.
Liu Yi said, "Are you really hoping that Xiao Hei will get cooked?"
"It was just a joke," Sun Wukong chuckled.
Hei Wushui has broken through to seven heads, and even the cauldron of gods would probably be unable to trap him.
To completely disperse those dark clouds, we need to figure out the formation that keeps them gathering.
The correct approach was for Hei Wushui to enter the dark clouds to search.
Time passed slowly, and Bian Lang simply sat down by the lake and asked Shangguan Hongyu to make tea.
Shangguan Hongyu and Liu Yi went to Zhengyi Fort and returned carrying a lot of tea.
The multi-headed animals lay lazily by the lake, drinking tea and waiting patiently.
"So much time has passed, and Xiao Hei still hasn't come out. Should we go up and check on him?" Shangguan Hongyu's face was full of worry.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "No need, I believe in Xiao Hei's abilities."
Even if Hei Wushui is captured by the immortals, it will surely cause a great commotion.
After a long while, a hole suddenly appeared in the dark clouds, and Black Water gushed out from it.
But Hei Wushui didn't come down. Instead, he twisted his body and plunged into the dark clouds from the other side.
Strangely, the hole that Hei Wushui had just created did not disappear.
Black water kept emerging from the dark clouds, creating more and more large holes.
Then, the enormous, hole-filled dark cloud simply vanished.
As the sunlight fell, cheers erupted throughout the misty forest.
Hei Wushui didn't stop, but continued to rush to other dark clouds, using the same method as before to keep making holes in the clouds.
When there are enough holes, the entire cloud will completely dissipate and never gather again.
"Little Blackie really knows how to do things." Bathed in sunlight, Shangguan Hongyu was in a great mood.
All the multi-headed tribesmen were lying on their backs, belly up, basking in the sun.
Black Water's speed increased, and the disappearance of the dark clouds in the sky also accelerated.
At this rate, in another half hour, the dark clouds covering the Misty Forest will all dissipate, and everything will return to normal.
"what to do?"
What's the deal with that fish?
"Should we kill him?"
"Can we kill them? We'd better report to our superiors quickly."
High in the sky, two immortals spoke with a hint of panic in their voices.
Undoubtedly, they were the immortals guarding the dark cloud formation. When Bian Lang and the others tried to break through the dark cloud, they were holding back their laughter, feeling that Bian Lang and the others were just clowns.
But now, they started to panic.
The Black Water tumbled back and forth in the dark clouds, managing to break their immortal formation—something they hadn't anticipated.
At first, they both tried their best to use the immortal array to crush Hei Wushui, but they found that Hei Wushui was extremely powerful and they were unable to do so.
Now, things are really messed up; the Dark Cloud Formation is about to be completely broken.
Even if we run back for help now, there's no time to spare; we can only report to our superiors.
After the failure of Project Dark Cloud, the next steps will have to be decided by those in power.
Upon hearing their conversation, Bian Lang didn't hesitate. He sprang into action, transforming into a golden streak and shooting rapidly into the sky.
Everyone was taken aback by what they saw and stood up, looking up at the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Bian Lang was back on the ground, with two shifty-eyed guys beside him.
Judging from the clothes those two guys are wearing, you can tell they're from the celestial realm.
Just then, Hei Wushui also completed his mission, removing all the lingering dark clouds in the sky, and returned to the lakeside. He was quite shocked to see Bian Lang had captured two immortals.
The two immortals were trembling with fear.
When they saw Bian Lang rushing up, they quickly ran away, but what happened? They were still captured by Bian Lang and brought here.
Bian Lang's strength is truly terrifying.
Bian Lang looked at them with a smile and asked, "Gentlemen, tell me, what exactly does the Heavenly Realm want to do?"
"We are just lowly immortals, unaware of the truth."
"Yes, we had no idea."
The two immortals' voices trembled, and their eyes were filled with fear.
But it's obvious to everyone that these two are lying.
As an immortal left behind by the heavens to guard the dark clouds, it's impossible that he didn't know the heavens' true plan.
Even if they don't know it, they must know some other information.
Regardless, Bian Lang was determined to squeeze these two dry.
Bian Lang laughed and said, "You don't have to say it now, but I guarantee you will in a moment."
"What...what do you want to do?" a celestial asked in a trembling voice.
Bian Lang said, "We mortals may not have any other skills, but our innovation in torture instruments is something that you gods can't match. I believe you will really like those torture instruments."
The two immortals frowned, neither of them speaking, but they were wondering whether the instruments of torture used by mortals could actually harm them.
They are immortals; weapons possessed by mortals are unlikely to harm them.
For example, even the sharpest knife in the mortal world is more than enough to kill people and slaughter pigs, but when it falls on an immortal, it cannot even cut through the immortal's skin.
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