In the distant horizon, the deep, vast sea stretched endlessly.
The Monkey King sat cross-legged on the back of a small whale, with two giant whales guarding him on both sides, as they followed the guidance and headed eastward.
The two giant whales were of an unusual breed, not needing to avoid storms, their bodies covered in rippling azure patterns, and the raging waves immediately subdued at their presence.
"What a spell, what divine skills!"
The Monkey King applauded in admiration, watching the whales cast their spells without blinking an eye.
Feeling the Monkey King's intentions, the giant whales didn't stop casting spells, ready to deploy the rippling spell at any moment.
For the first few days, the Monkey King gained nothing, but after observing for a month, he vaguely discerned the profound mysteries of the ripples and tried to manipulate the Water Spirit Qi between heaven and earth. Unfortunately, he lacked mana, and his thousands of attempts were all in vain.