Shaaaa! The arena’s sky wept in sheets due to the underwater bst.

  Bathing in the heavy rain while riding the stormy waves, the gasping Wu Dawei popped a spirit bean and watched the surging water get sucked inward back towards the explosion’s origin.

  “Heh… heh... I don’t believe my Deep Sea Bomb can’t kill you!”

  As far as he knew, this spell was enough to crush most Qi Refiners into meat paste, and even Foundation Builders will at least suffer from heavy internal injuries, perhaps even straight-up die!

  During the recent secret realm expedition, he’d seen enough proof of its power!

  It was a sure kill at these lower realms of cultivation!

  Perhaps this technique’s only weakness was its reliance on a rge body of water and its abysmal chance of actually getting close to the enemy.

  But once it blows up close? Even he himself will die a painful death!

  “It’s impossible for this cockroach to survive that! Just impossible!”

  Deep down below…

  Thu-Thump. The Mr. Impossibai in question twitched like a corpse that had forgotten how to die and choked out some bloody water.

  Bulging bloodshot eyes regained their light and numbly stared up like a fish that got gutted but realized it too te.

  Holy Merlin’s bloody diapers... that hurts.

  That bst didn’t just hit him. It folded him! Crushed him from every angle!

  It seriously felt like his organs got romanced by the force of a point-bnk cannon shot!

  Makes sense though.

  The water had little space to dispce and was nearly incompressible.

  Thus, all energy from the shockwave got transmitted throughout the body of water with little loss of power.

  Since the human was obviously a body mainly composed of water, it was completely susceptible to this energy transmission!

  Even a tougher skin and flesh can’t block this sort of energy penetration!

  Then wherever this shockwave passes, any air-filled space in the body gets compressed, and the consequences didn’t need to be said.

  This was the power of an underwater explosion’s kinetic force!

  Honest to goodness, the water pressure born from this detonation didn’t lose out to the crushing spiritual pressure exerted by the Golden Core devil during his interrogation yesterday!

  Who said water spells are weak and watery?! Go eat his soggy boots!

  Of course... since Bubai could bear the pressure from the Golden Core elder, this much was still bearable.

  Gotta admit: the resistance of cultivators was no joke.

  There’s power that mortals can’t bear, but that didn’t always apply the same way to the toughened baptized physiques of foundation builders like himself.

  Still, the injuries weren’t any less.

  For once, Bubai felt like a broken mess.

  Lungs and ears ruptured. Blood flow clotted all over. Tears everywhere. Bones numbed like they’ve been put through anesthetic.

  As far as he knew, skin, flesh, and even nerves knits up pretty quickly thanks to his healy powers, but such heavy damage? That was another question.

  One thing was certain though.

  If this doesn’t get healed, it’ll be something that killed a great part of his mobility and combat power for days!

  But... that didn’t matter.

  Even though taking such heavy damage was beyond what’s on his travel brochure, there’s no need to panic. Why?

  Bubai gazed up at the pitter-pattering water surface, now just barely two meters overhead.

  Yup, should be almost there…

  Everything is going as Batbai pnned.

  There’s no need to make extra moves. Let the current carry him. Let fate meet him halfway…

  Back above...

  Wu Dawei felt his spiritual power had recovered somewhat and finally sent out a pulse of his spiritual sense to gauge the situation down below.

  And there it was.

  A lifeforce that was like a candle in the wind, but undoubtedly still refusing to go out!

  “No…” Wu Dawei felt his heart sink, “No, no, no! How is he still alive after that?! Why? Why?!”

  For once, his cold, prideful face cracked and twisted into something far uglier.

  This world… why was it so unfair!

  Why does he have to work so hard to survive in the cracks and cw his way up from the gutters while others are blessed to be an unkilble cockroach?!

  Just why?!

  Water dripped from his hair, stinging his face. His teeth chattered—not from cold, but rage.

  But Wu Dawei took a deep breath. Then another.

  All the tumultuous emotions got repressed.

  He was long past whining about the unfairness of the heavens.

  They got talent? Blessings? So what!

  This was the demonic path that goes against the heavens!

  What he doesn’t have, he can plunder!

  Eventually, all shall become equal under the sun!

  At that thought, Wu Dawei even felt tempted to keep this cockroach alive and see if he could plunder his monstrous physique!

  But in the next instant, he washed away that notion.

  Too many eyes. Too many risks. There’s too many competitors. It’ll never be his chance!

  Since that’s the case…

  A shadow passed over his face. Something darker. Something mad and particurly vicious.

  “Wuha… wuhehehe… What I can’t have, no one else can either!”

  With that, the madman whipped out another talisman from his pouch and injected Qi into it.

  “Hah… You unkilble freak, don’t think I’ll give you a chance to recover again!”

  The lightning arcs started crackling on the paper charm and a tap of his toes on the water unched him up into the air.

  The talisman aimed at the rock sitting at the bottom of the waterbed like a decree from the heavens.

  “Go to hell!”

  Below, Bubai widened his eyes when he saw the lightning spear dropping from above like a divine punishment from the heavens.

  Oh bloody h—

  He didn’t even get the chance to curse further before the thunder evaporated a hole on the water surface, then the shock hit him as fast as lightning!

  Auuuugghhh—?!

  Muscles screamed. Spasms took over his recovering body thanks to this second round of shock therapy!

  The shock came, the shock left.

  Staring at the bubbles blub-blubbing from his body, Bubai twitched helplessly in pce, more annoyed than in agony.

  Dear Merlin’s soggy drawers… can’t this big Wei money-burning nutcase cut him some sck?

  At this rate, he won’t even have a single strand of Qi to py with ter!

  Well... on the bright side, at least this shock wasn’t as bad as the point-bnk, ‘instant-cooked shrimp’ treatment he got earlier.

  No super-stun status this time.

  Painful? Sure. But even if he ate a few more of these lightning spear talismans, he’s not scared!

  The only real threat he gotta to watch out for is that cavitation bubble spell.

  But as long as he gets his sorry butt out of the way in time, that’s just a one-trick pony killer that won’t work a second time!

  In short? Unless that water ghost above dares to dive into this watery grave himself, there’s really nothing that nutcase can do to him!

  The only issue? Well... it was air.

  Technically, he should have long ran out of oxygen and drowned.

  Yet Bubai can sense the photosynthetic spores in his bloodstream soaking up the surrounding water like roots and supplying him with the much-needed oxygen.

  By all rights, he really was becoming more and more like a pnt.

  Still, for show, the full act must be pyed out...

  Bubai’s twitching hand fished up his bck storage pouch and pnted his face into the already open mouth.

  Water was gushing into the pouch like a waterfall, but there were always air pockets he could capitalize on to fake a few desperate gasps.

  Problem solved.

  Now it was just a matter of waiting it out—Zzzz—Auuuughhhh!! Not agaaain!

  Above.

  The ashes of another talisman scattered from Wu Dawei’s hand and he gritted his teeth, bracing himself for the nding.

  Spsh! The instant his toes kissed the water’s surface, the lightning charge streaked up his legs and his entire body uncontrolbly did the twitching marionette act all over again.

  But he didn’t fall. He didn’t scream.

  He took it like a lunatic would—with trembling ughter in the throat and eyes full of fme.

  Using the power of lightning in a field of water like this was basically hurting the enemy 1000 while himself 800!

  But he still did it! He’s not afraid! Why?

  Because this was in line with his cultivation art!

  “Wuha… ha…” Once the spasms subsided, Wu Dawei coughed out a plume of smoke and his quivering hand jammed a bloody-purplish seed into his mouth.

  Almost instantly, the juicy power of the seed melted into vitality that visibly repaired his scorched skin and flesh!

  This was the Seed of Pleasure! The ultimate holy elixir for survival!

  Any self-damage sustained through trading injuries can be repaired in less than a breath!

  That cockroach below wanted a war of endurance? Then let’s do it! Two can py at that game!

  It’s not the first time he, Wu Dawei, outsted a cultivator possessing an outrageous physique!

  A hand fished out a fresh spirit stone; the other pinched another talisman.

  Wu Dawei growled with renewed madness.

  “Let’s see whose body gives out first! Mine, or yours!”