"[You really have hidden your strength, but it doesn't matter, become my mud puppet.]
When facing the giant whale, the Sea Mud King was on the defensive, but Tang Xian was different. His body was so small compared to the sea beast that the Sea Mud King was confident it could lock Tang Xian in place instantly.
Tang Xian did not resist, and when the strange black mud prepared to envelop him, he suddenly felt as if his sea of consciousness was somehow connected to the Sea Mud King.
This feeling was all too familiar.
Tang Xian had only been taking a gamble, not expecting it to actually pay off.
"It seems my luck isn't too bad after all."
When the scene in front of him completely changed, he found himself in a resplendent church, with peculiar sea creatures worshipping a spherical statue.
Dolphins were singing a religious chant, seemingly in praise of some deity.
And countless shrimp soldiers and crab generals were lined up on both sides, their movements uniform.
