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...