The raging waves churned, and thunder boomed. The entire Chaotic Skies Watershed was thrown into chaos and upheaval. It was perilous and terrifying.0

Yet four figures had appeared at the periphery of these treacherous waters.0

One was a middle-aged Daoist in fiery robes. His hair was tied into a Daoist topknot, and he had a Bagua mirror carved out of a black tortoiseshell on his back. He carried a fly whisk.0

The second man in beast skins whose hair and beard were disheveled. He was broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, and his skin was the color of copper. He was about ten feet tall, and he carried a white bone spear.0

The third was a mature, dignified woman in a feather dress. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, and her skin was as fair and smooth as lamb suet. 0

She stood atop a vicious bird that looked like a Great Peng, except that its face was like a hideously contorted mask. Its black wings were like enormous clouds blotting out the sun, and its entire body was swathed in stingingly bright, baleful black light.0

The fourth and final person was a slender young woman in white. She stood in front of the others, her face obscured by a conical hat with...0