The Depressed Emperor Tianfang

Anything that entered it would sink in and be invaded by the weak water until it was completely disintegrated.

Even immortals would be afraid of his physical body and magical power.

It was even better than a magic treasure.

"Be careful!" Qing Feng quickly reminded.

He didn't expect this guy to attack with a killing move. It was too late to stop him now.

Li Wenwu attacked brazenly, but He Chuan remained unmoved.

Until the water covered his entire body.

Before Li Wenwu could rejoice, a deathly chill suddenly came.

The water seemed to have been dyed black by ink.

Then, He Chuan pointed his finger and the black water touched Li Wenwu's skin at lightning speed.

Li Wenwu looked terrified.

He realized his strength was being devoured by something.

The water in his body that could melt anything was assimilated by the dead and broken black water, and his magic power was rapidly drained.