Chapter 341: Water Ghost Grasp (1/2)

Jin Heyi and Qing Han turned to Jiangchen Wushang as well, freezing on the spot when their eyes registered the same sight.

Jiangchen Wushang’s entire arm was completely soaked through, and eerie wet patches were slowly spreading through the rest of his body. Half of it was already drenched, and his uncovered hand was pale and wrinkled, as though it’d been submerged in water for quite some time.

He shook his head and once again circulated his inner energy to evaporate the water and dry himself.

Upon ascending to the void realm, a cultivator’s power transmuted from mystical force into true inner energy. It was much stronger than its predecessor on a fundamental level, and could rival the immortal energy of some true immortals.

However, Jiangchen Wushang’s sleeve was soaked through with water again soon after he’d dried it with his dense inner energy.

“What’s going on?” Frowning, Jin Heyi rushed to Jiangchen Wushang and used his own immortal energy to dry the strange, wet spots.

“Don’t touch him!” Lu Yun pulled his enemy to the side and shook his head. “He’s doomed.”

Jin Heyi’s expression darkened. “What?”

“Leave him. He’s going to die.” Lu Yun stared fixedly off to Jiangchen Wushang’s side. There was a mysterious subspace there—one that consisted completely of water. A black arm had extended from it and taken Jiangchen Wushang’s hand, slowly pulling him into the realm of water.

“What do you mean?” Alarmed, Jin Heyi followed Lu Yun’s line of sight, but didn’t notice anything amiss.

“Water Ghost Grasp…. Why is there a thing like that here?! Come on, let’s go! Once it consumes Jiangchen Wushang, it’ll come after us!” Hair all over his body stood on end. He grabbed Qing Han and made a speedy escape toward the heart of the tomb.

“Water Ghost Grasp? What’s that?” Jin Heyi was a golden immortal with hundreds of zombies by his side; naturally Lu Yun’s words wouldn’t faze him.

“Why did he run… hic....” Jiangchen Wushang couldn’t seem to think straight. He belched and threw up a mouthful of black seawater.

“You....” Jin Heyi took three big steps backward, eyes wide as his powerful consciousness scanned the area around Jiangchen Wushang’s body, but once again came up empty handed.

Water Ghost Grasp?

Jin Heyi took a closer look at Jiangchen Wushang’s left hand; it did seem like it was being held by something.

“An immortal ghost? No, that’s not it. I’ve gained the body of a zombie king and I’m only half a step away from coming back to life upon the extreme of death. Immortal ghosts wouldn’t be able to escape my detection....”

Back in the tombs of yin and yang, Jin Heyi had refrained from killing Beigong Chonglou because he’d sensed the immortal ghost possessing the prince. However, he detected no traces of immortal ghosts here.

Gurgle gurgle gurgle.

Strange noises emitted from Jiangchen Wushang’s mouth. In fact, he sounded like a drowning mortal. Then, clear water pulsated from his seven orifices.

“Senior brother… I don’t feel so good....” Anguish flashed through his face.

Jin Heyi felt a tightening of his scalp. He stared at Jiangchen Wushang and muttered, “You’re doomed, you really are doomed… I’ll take those!”