After a brief pause, Han Li flipped a hand over, and a ball of heavy water around the size of a watermelon flowed out of the True Water Pouch, where it hovered in mid-air, enveloped by his immortal spiritual power.

The heavy water was flowing and circulating incessantly, and it didn't appear remarkable at all, but its weight was already comparable to that of a mountain that was several thousand feet tall.

He closed his eyes, and after running all of the ideas that he had developed earlier through his mind, he reopened his eyes.

He then made a grabbing motion with one hand, and a burst of silver lightning shot out of his palm, forming a silver lightning net around his hand.

After that, he thrust both palms forward, and the silver lightning net began to extend toward the ball of heavy water as if it were a living creature.

The lightning net wound itself around the ball of heavy water, and the latter immediately began to sway and quiver violently, as if it were receiving some type of powerful stimulus.

Han Li hurriedly released more of his immortal spiritual power, and with the injection of immortal spiritual power, the ball of heavy water was gradually stabilized again, but its surface was still rippling incessantly.

Han Li began to lower his other hand upon...