1064: Chapter 310: The Unpredictability of Life Events 1064: Chapter 310: The Unpredictability of Life Events In the Inner World, Kangua pulsated faintly.
Wave after wave assaulted from the outside, crashing onto the Kangua which swayed like a flat boat amidst the waves.
It appeared wildly joyful, swiftly enhancing itself.
Su He swam along, and as Kangua’s integration progressed, he felt a faint connection with the Dustless Sea.
This connection was subtle and didn’t enable him to do much, except feel increasingly at ease in the Dustless Sea.
Previously, it was only because of the Dustless Sea mark on his body that its attacks would strike near him and then disappear.
Now, the attacks from the Dustless Sea were getting weaker, as if the Dustless Sea itself was reluctant to strike him.
In the distance, the gathering tsunami began to disperse before it could fully form.
Princess Snow, in her White Dragon Body, coiled atop Su He.
Left isolated, the Dustless Sea showed her no mercy, but when coiled together with the Spirit Snake on Su He’s Turtle Body, the Dustless Sea ignored her.
Feeling the cold from the White Dragon, Su He’s heart stirred, and he slid his claws deeper and deeper as the Dustless Sea could not dive at will.
This was thanks to Kangua’s workings, and even Ji Feixue was enveloped by his strength, allowing her to dive with him.
This era’s Dustless Sea had indeed not yet been dominated by the Wasteland Ancestor.
In later eras, the Dustless Sea was crystal clear, shimmering sea-blue under the sun.
But now, submerged in the sea, one could see inkiness amidst the blue waters.
This was due to the water element being too pure, a ‘water toxin’ formed over an extended period.
It wasn’t an actual toxin, but water element released without dispersion, unknowingly trapped here, accumulating over billions of years!
In the future, where the Wasteland Ancestor resided, there was no such water toxin—it must have been extracted by the Ancestor.
If one had the means to refine this water toxin into the waters below, it could be a top-notch treasure.
The derivation of Kangua was extraordinary.
With the water toxin present, the originally clear Dustless Sea turned into opaque darkness below, where nothing was visible, and even Divine Sense couldn’t penetrate—forcing one’s way through the water toxin meant having to remove it from the Dustless Sea.
Such a feat, even the Wasteland Ancestor couldn’t achieve in a short time.
Su He then understood why the Wasteland Ancestor’s Suppression of the Dustless Sea lasted countless thousands of years.
As they dived, a turtle, a snake, and a dragon all looked up through the waters to see, above the Nine Heavens, the Free Bodhisattva stepping from lotus to lotus, descending down.
His body contained Buddha Force with Vajra’s fierce eyes, seemingly ready to wield thunderous methods to vanquish demons.
Su He, in his snake body, glanced at the White Dragon beside him.
Subduing demons was no issue.
In this era, Ji Feixue’s demonic aura was not concealed, her dragon body radiating a demonic aura.
The Free Bodhisattva walked on the Dustless Sea, waves roiling unmercifully against him, each wave transforming into celestial attacks.
Water thunder, solid ice, water spirits, ice blades…
The Free Bodhisattva waved his sleeves, blocking all attacks outside, looking around and seeing only the dark ink-like waters.
A lotus fell, parting the Dustless Sea waves, as he stepped into the sea.
Immediately, he felt the entire ocean’s force pressing against him.
The Free Bodhisattva smiled, chanting Amitabha Buddha as a surge of Buddha Force emanated from him,
Looking down, a flash of astonishment crossed his eyes.
He couldn’t see through this seawater!
There was something wrong with the water!
Even if he was just an avatar, his insight was not something ordinary cultivators could compare to.
Previously unnoticed, now that he had personally entered, he could feel something unique about the Dustless Sea.
There was something in the Dustless Sea!
It must be a water-themed treasure!
Either the Three Lights Divine Water, North Pole Profound Ice, or even…
Hexagrams!
The Free Bodhisattva leaned toward the latter.
If it was another treasure, he would have felt it when he descended.
Hexagrams would not reveal themselves unless destined, already revealed hexagrams he naturally had ways to seize.
But unseen hexagrams, even he could not sense.
Now beneath him was darkness, only the starlight above shone brightly, and a cold moon hung high.
The Dustless Sea was indeed peculiar.
Looking down was pitch darkness, yet looking up one could see clearly.
A slight realization was enough to understand—diving deeper caused the entire ocean to expel him, forcibly breaking through made it as though the water was tamed, leaving behind his power imprint in the water, no longer blocking the view.
That meant he could look up, but not down.
That is to say, those two juniors were currently watching him from below?
The Free Bodhisattva chuckled.
Water Element Cultivators had an advantage here?
Could they sink deeper?
Perhaps even laid a trap down there?
His gaze was deep, seemingly as fathomless as the Dustless Sea.
…
Star Sea.
A white dragon’s illusion spanned the starry sky, on the other side a rotating lotus with the Free Bodhisattva standing on it, his Buddha light illuminating—the stars within the Buddha light seemed like stars themselves, with a faint water curtain among them.
Upon closer inspection, both the water curtain and the stars carried the essence of the White Dragon.
In this battle, he hadn’t won.
” Amitabha Buddha!
Thai Friends, you have admirable Tao Cultivation!” the Free Bodhisattva chanted, looking at the Bai Ancestor.
These ancient relics from ancient times, all possessed inconceivable abilities, even the Second Ancestor of the Dragon Clan, though not famous, had combat power beyond imagination.
The Bai Ancestor looked at him, his dragon whiskers disdainfully fluttering: “With this little Tao Cultivation, who gave you the courage to hunt the Dragon Turtle?
If Tai were here, you would be dead today!”
The Old Turtle, always lethargic with blurry eyes and an overly kind demeanor, could he have given these younger ones the wrong impression that he was easily bullied?
The Free Bodhisattva with a sorrowful face: “Amitabha Buddha, Thai Friends indeed have sky-high Tao Cultivation, but to suppress this poor monk merely by his strength may still be insufficient.”