In an instant, the flood became a disaster.
The vast training field, which had been the site of Wu Shisan's duel with Wang Hu, had turned into a lake.
The area spanned two to three hundred meters and was more than ten meters high.
The reason the height of this lake could be estimated was because the flood did not surge everywhere after pouring out, but was controlled by Wu Shisan after spreading out two to three hundred meters, and then, as if frozen, it stagnated in this area.
It was like the domain of the River Lord!
The onlookers who narrowly escaped the sweep of the flood stood panting with bent waists, their eyes wide with shock and full of fear, as they watched the two figures within the lake.
Due to the darkness and their distance, they could only vaguely make out two figures in the lake. One of them, a thin figure, was trapped within the water, completely immobilized, just like the fruits in jelly—pineapple, coconut, peach—completely at the mercy of the other figure within, who seemed like an eel boring through jelly, gnawing at him.
Of course, this is just a metaphor; in reality, it was a brutal beating.
Although the onlookers couldn't tell who was being beaten and who was delivering the blows, if there were no surprises, it should be Wu Shisan counterattacking and pummeling Wang Hu!
The crowd was dumbfounded on the spot, completely unprepared for the sight of Wu Shisan, who appeared defenseless, to suddenly unleash such power and savagely beat the terrifyingly fast and strong Wang Hu!
"Alright, the outcome is pretty clear. You can stop now!" Mu Jinyu said in a deep voice from the air.
His voice, spoken with some secret technique, directly spread to the stagnant lake, reaching the ears of Wu Shisan and Wang Hu.
Mu Jinyu had just in time realized something was wrong. Although he was too close and failed to instantly run a few hundred meters away, he had the presence of mind to leap into the sky, thus escaping from being swept away by the great flood.
Mu Jinyu was quite relieved in his heart.
After all, Wu Shisan's current condition was abnormal. Although he likely meant no harm to Mu Jinyu, who knew what issues might be within the water spewed by the Water Ghost inside him. Accidentally getting even a touch of it might bring trouble.
Following Mu Jinyu's words reaching their ears, Wu Shisan, who had been somewhat enraged and furiously beating Wang Hu, sobered up.
Looking at Wang Hu, beaten to a swollen mess, Wu Shisan stared blankly at his own hands, realizing he had become even more furious than before.
Was it the influence of the demon within?
Thinking this, Wu Shisan then controlled the Water Ghost within his body and gradually retracted the vast lake that stretched two to three hundred meters back into his body.
As the onlookers witnessed the scene that resembled a tide receding, they couldn't help but marvel. How could it be done? How could so much water enter one person's body without bursting him!
Seeing the lake water being retracted by Wu Shisan, Mu Jinyu finally descended from the air.
He approached Wu Shisan and Wang Hu, who lay motionless on the ground.
As he drew near, Mu Jinyu could see that Wu Shisan had become very swollen, his skin exhibiting an edematous appearance, giving off the impression of a bloated drowned corpse.
Soon, as the lake was completely absorbed by the Water Ghost in Wu Shisan's body, his swollen figure returned to its usual form, though his clothes and hair were still drenched, as if he would forever maintain the appearance of a drowned ghost.
"Is he alright?" Mu Jinyu glanced at Wu Shisan, then turned his gaze toward Wang Hu, who was lying on the ground, gasping for air. His body was also drenched, his skin, which had been relatively intact on the upper half of the body, now looked somewhat corroded, and his embroidered shoes seemed ready to fall off his feet.
Mu Jinyu had a feeling that once the Embroidered Shoes fell from Wang Hu's feet, the rotten corpse inside him would likely become uncontrollable, and he would die in a state of demonic revival.
Wasn't Wu Shisan the same just now? It must have been a demonic revival, right?
It's just that his strength was still strong after all, and he managed to forcefully suppress the demon that was preparing to revive within him.
"Should be fine."
Wu Shisan glanced at Wang Hu, who looked as if he had just been fished out of a river, and said in an indifferent tone.
"Ah." Mu Jinyu sighed softly and said, "I just wanted you guys to spar a bit, how did it turn into this!"
Wu Shisan said calmly, "Can't help it, when true fire comes out, who can control it?"
Mu Jinyu thought back to how Wu Shisan had just been beaten by Wang Hu, and figured there was a point there. As a Sub-hall Master, being pinned to the ground and rubbed by a junior was one thing; not being able to fight back was another. But it was quite normal to strike back with force if one had the means to do so.
Wu Shisan glanced at Wang Hu, who lay like a dead dog, and raised his head to say to Mu Jinyu, "Dragon Master, I don't feel quite right now and need to go back to recuperate. Please approve."
"Mhm, go ahead." Mu Jinyu nodded.
He understood what Wu Shisan meant—ordinary rest wouldn't require his approval.
His approval to recuperate meant that if there were disturbances by demons in the near future, he wouldn't intervene and would instead focus on recovering and adjusting his state.
Under normal circumstances, Mu Jinyu certainly wouldn't agree. After all, in the current situation, who had the privilege to rest peacefully amid demonic havoc?
However, Wu Shisan's current condition did seem to be not so good, and if Mu Jinyu were to take him on now, he might not necessarily be a match for Wu Shisan, who couldn't control the demon inside.
Without absolute authority, even if Mu Jinyu didn't agree, if something went wrong and he called for Wu Shisan's help, and Wu Shisan ignored him, what could he really do to Wu Shisan?
So it was better to agree to Wu Shisan's request outright.
"Thank you, Dragon Master."
Wu Shisan said in a low voice, then proceeded with heavy steps, leaving footprints behind as he walked towards his dormitory building.
Mu Jinyu watched the liquid dripping from Wu Shisan's body, corrosive as sulfuric acid, etching footprints and small pits into the ground, and felt an increased pressure.
Originally, he thought that when there were more Demon Whisperers in Dragon King Hall, he could relax a bit.
But now it seemed that after becoming a Demon Whisperer, the personality would also be influenced by the demon within, becoming even more uncontrollable; when the temper flared, there would be no regard for the bigger picture!
And he himself, despite having the power of God Realm, felt quite helpless against the demons. How could he then assert authority over everyone and keep them from being unruly?
It seemed that for the greater good, he too should try to harness a demon...
Mu Jinyu had thought about keeping to himself and not getting involved with demons, but the situation was such that there was no way for him to stay out of it.
As the Dragon King, once his subordinates controlled demons and far surpassed him in strength, how could he assert his will over them and secure their loyalty? With his personal charisma?
He had to have sufficient strength and also leverage mutual interests for the City God plan to have a sustainable future.