"Hiss, hiss hiss..."

Ning Wangshu couldn't help but chuckle at Song Muyang's words, "A heaven beyond heaven, a person beyond a person? Ha, how do you know that I am not the heaven beyond heaven, the person beyond a person you speak of?"

Ning Wangshu's lips curled slightly, carrying a hint of mockery.

As Song Muyang unleashed his spell, in an instant, the four corners of the world were filled with endless water vapor, surging and gathering, transforming into a raging tempest.