Above Blackwater River, Clara was still fleeing back and forth with Aiden Chen in tow.
King Gloomape suddenly halted in mid-chase.
He looked down and was startled to find that the pitch-black river was clearing rapidly, visible to the naked eye. Alarm shot through his heart.
For those on the surface, whether the river had begun to return to normal was immediately obvious. But for those at the bottom, it was not so certain.
If the spell still held, nothing at the bottom could be sensed from the surface. Once it could be sensed, the spell was broken. Yet for those at the riverbed who possessed the Blackwater Jade, they could see clearly whether the spell was active or not. No matter how the water changed, they would feel nothing at all.
......
In just a split second, Monkey reacted before anyone else.
He spun the Golden Staff, striking a thrusting pose.
"Extend!"
With a crisp shout, the Golden Staff in his hand blazed with golden light, suddenly stretching out and piercing the dam, plunging diagonally into the surging waves.
......
"Don't worry, I'll take your soul back to the Netherworld, so you can be with your beloved father for eternity! Hahaha!"
With a burst of laughter, King Roc slowly raised his halberd, aiming it at Jack's throat, his eyes gleaming with menace.
Just then, Jack slowly smiled—a sly, cunning smile.
Before King Roc and King Liontusk could read anything from Jack's smile, King Roc felt a chill down his spine as the water spread, ruffling his feathers.
The halberd, poised to strike, froze in midair.
The thing behind him also stopped, hovering less than a foot from King Roc's spine.
King Roc stood frozen, eyes wide with terror, staring at King Liontusk.
At that moment, King Liontusk was already gaping in shock.
Hovering silently behind King Roc was one end of the Golden Staff. The other end was still gripped in Monkey's hand, two miles away and high above the river.