Zuan's heart skipped a beat. This wasn't the first time he'd seen something like this; he seemed to have experienced something similar in some secret realms before: "How many levels are there in total?"
"Go and explore for yourself..." The phantom didn't answer, but pushed him from behind, instantly sending him into the black vortex.
Zu An was shocked. He knew that with his current cultivation level, he couldn't react at all. If the other party had had malicious intentions, he would probably be in grave danger.
You know, he was confident he could handle those ferrymen of the River of Oblivion, even the Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, but he felt a deep sense of powerlessness in front of this guy.
Who exactly is this guy?
Unfortunately, he had no time to think. After falling into the black vortex, he was momentarily dazed, and the next second his vision suddenly became bright, and the deathly atmosphere of the underworld was gone.
Surrounded by water, he was clearly underwater, and in a beautiful palace that looked somewhat similar to the Dragon Palace he had just visited. For a moment, Zaun was in a daze, thinking that everything he had just experienced was a dream and that he had not entered the Tomb of Ten Thousand Dragons but was still in the Dragon Palace.
However, he quickly dismissed the idea. The layout of the surroundings did resemble a dragon palace, but there were still significant differences. The main difference was that it was smaller in scale, and the surrounding water seemed to be fresh water...
He glanced around and found that there were many attendants and ministers around him, who were obviously transformed from various kinds of fish and shrimp, and still retained many characteristics of their original forms.
Zuan frowned. "This is hardly worthy of being called a fish?"
Compared to the Shangliuyu and Shanghongyu sisters, these fish-men are far inferior; they are truly unsightly.
The maids beside him were rather pretty, but they were far inferior to those at the underwater dragon palace a few days ago.
Any one of those maids would have been a school beauty in my past life.
Zuan calmly surveyed his surroundings. This also seemed to be a dragon palace, only much smaller in scale.
The reason he was certain of this was because his consciousness had left his body and he had already clearly seen his current appearance.
It wears a crown and its head clearly has dragon-like features.
Just then, a flood of memories came to mind. It turned out that he was the Dragon King of the Jing River, in charge of this great river, and also responsible for controlling the clouds and rain of this land.
"Jinghe Dragon King? That sounds familiar..." Zu'an was deep in thought when he was suddenly interrupted by a panicked shout:
"Disaster! Disaster!"
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