Hua Manlou spread his hands.
Li Che's eyebrows slightly furrowed.
However, as soon as Hua Manlou finished speaking, Fang Shangzhen's Daoist robe fluttered, and he shot a disdainful glance at Hua Manlou, indifferently saying, "The Great Supervising Minister's intention."
"Mystic Turtle."
The words fell.
The palm-sized turtle resting on Li Che's shoulder suddenly lazily lifted its head, leaped forward, and plunged into the waters of the Grand Canal.
BOOM——!!!
A terrifying explosion echoed, and the river water instantly boiled, then surged as if a massive wave had been upheaved, roaring with a torrent like a waterfall, violently crashing on the river surface, stirring rolling waves.
And a more fearsome and overwhelming Qi-Blood surged like a mountain collapsing and seas overturning!
Air currents roiled, huge waves surged, and silt surged forth!
Hua Manlou, standing on the river's surface, his expression changed slightly.
Crack crack crack——!
