A water-type trainer who specializes in dragon-type water.

The massive column of water collapsed with a deafening roar, cascading down like a river from the sky that had lost its support.

The powerful water energy spread outwards, forming a hazy rain and mist that refracted into seven colors under the light of the secret realm.

Zhang Heng, Bo Dang Shui, and the Martial Arts Master Xiong, who were at the center of the water column, instantly lost weight and fell from the sky.

However, just as they were about to crash to the ground, the dissipated water energy seemed to come alive, gently gathering together once more to form a soft lifting force that supported them, allowing them to land as smoothly as feathers.

On the ground, Chihouba and Mililong were still lying there, unable to fight. Chihouba still had traces of burns from the hot water on his body.

Zhang Heng didn't even look at the Water Lord standing quietly beside him right away; his gaze immediately locked onto his two "opponents."

For him, since it was a trial, it wasn't a life-or-death duel; treating the wounded was always the top priority after the battle.

He quickly knelt down, opened his satchel, and skillfully took out various wound medicines and medical tools.

"Swamp Monster! Water Gun!"

He first directed Swampert to assist, and Swampert carefully used its subtle water gun skill to wash the burned parts of Roaring Beast's body.

Then Zhang Heng carefully applied the special burn ointment, and the cooling ointment relieved the burning pain.

Next, he disinfected and sutured the other minor scratches and bruises on the two Pokémon, his movements gentle and precise.

Finally, he took out two vials of high-grade wound medicine and injected them to help them quickly recover their strength and vitality.

Under his meticulous care, Chihouba and Mililong slowly regained consciousness.

They blinked, feeling the cool comfort emanating from their properly treated wounds.

Then, seeing the human trainer packing up medical equipment, he immediately understood.

Chihouba let out a low, grateful whimper: "Woo-hoo—" The sound was no longer aggressive, but rather gentle and appreciative.

Mililong struggled to lift his upper body, letting out a soft, melodious chirp: "Miru~"

Her small eyes were filled with the relief of surviving the ordeal and gratitude towards Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng gently patted their wet and cold bodies, a sincere smile on his face: "Thank you too, for bringing us valuable combat experience."

His gratitude came from the bottom of his heart. Especially in the water, where such a high-intensity battle could only be fought using water-based techniques, the opportunity was extremely rare, which not only improved Zhang Heng's ability to adapt to the situation.

This further enhanced Martial Arts Master Xiong's control over water-based energy, an unexpected and invaluable gain.

Zhang Leiyuan simply stood quietly not far away, watching his son's busy and professional figure.

His eyes were filled with satisfaction and pride, as if he saw his younger self, who was also full of passion and a sense of responsibility.

Shuijun didn't say anything to disturb him. Its deep, ocean-like eyes watched everything quietly until Zhang Heng finished treating him and stood up. Only then did it walk forward slowly with elegant steps.

Its blue ribbons fluttered even without wind, exuding an aura of tranquility and majesty.

The ethereal yet majestic voice resounded directly in Zhang Heng's heart once again: "Human, you not only possess power, but also respect and compassion for life. You have fully passed my trial."

It slightly turned aside, making way for the entrance to the charred tower behind it: "Enter the tower, where you will find proof of your success in the trial. Obtain it; it is your deserved reward and guidance for the future."

Zhang Heng turned around, gave his father and the Pokémon a reassuring look, then took a deep breath, his gaze firmly passing over Suicune, and walked straight toward the ancient and mysterious charred tower.

The charred marks on the tower seem to tell a story of the distant past, and the open door leads to a deep darkness, as if connecting to another space.

As soon as Zhang Heng stepped into the tower, the surrounding space rippled slightly, and the scene before his eyes instantly changed!

He wasn't on a floor of the tower; it was as if he had been teleported directly to the top!

This is a very spacious pavilion with an ancient layout. In the center is a prominent, altar-like stone pillar, the top of which emits a soft and pure blue light, as if supporting something.

Zhang Heng walked steadily toward the central stone pillar that emitted a soft blue light.

However, when he was about three meters away from the stone pillar, his steps were stopped by an invisible but tough energy shield.

He reached out and tentatively touched it, feeling a cool and elastic sensation on his fingertips. A layer of light, barely perceptible to the naked eye yet rippling like water, appeared, perfectly protecting the stone pillar and the objects on it.

"It's really not that simple."

Zhang Heng muttered to himself, not surprised at all. It was perfectly normal for such an important item to have protective measures set up by Suigun.

He pondered for a moment, as if remembering something, and gently tapped the seemingly empty ground beside him with his toe, asking softly in a tentative tone.

"Dorunchi, are you there?"

Almost the instant his words fell—

"Here..."

A low, slightly languid response came from the shadow beneath his feet.

Immediately afterwards, Doronchi's triangular head, resembling a submarine watchtower, silently emerged from the shadows.

Those signature dead fish eyes, seemingly indifferent to everything, calmly "looked" at Zhang Heng.

Looking at Duolongqi's appearance, which seemed like he had just woken up, Zhang Heng couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, feeling both amused and helpless.

When he was transported to this strange space, he keenly sensed that the spatial barriers here were exceptionally strong and independent.

It seemed that he was deliberately isolated by Suijun's power, so he did not let Ripple and Kuma follow him.

But what he didn't expect was that Dragapult—this Pokémon that served as Giratina's messenger and was already used to traversing the gap between reality and shadows—actually possessed a universal key that could unlock all spaces, and silently followed him in.

Perhaps for it, this level of spatial isolation is as easy as going home.

“Um…that…” Zhang Heng pointed to the invisible energy shield in front of him.

"Could you find a way to 'open' this for me? Please try not to use force."

Doronchi's dead fish eyes slowly turned to the energy shield, as if he were "sizing it up".

It didn't make any exaggerated movements; its entire body simply emerged from the shadows like a ghost.

Its ethereal tail, like a hook, rose gently, its tip pointing towards the energy shield in front of it.

The next moment, its tail tip seemed to become incredibly precise and dexterous, like a top locksmith inserting a specially made key into a keyhole, gently and silently "probing" into that layer of light.

Immediately, Doronchi's tail began to rotate and stir slightly at a strange frequency and trajectory, as if it were not destroying, but adjusting and synchronizing with the energy frequency of the shield.

As its tail moved, the sturdy energy shield, like a vault door with its code unlocked, began to flow faster, then became fainter and more transparent...

In just two or three seconds, a very faint "pop" sound, like a bubble bursting, was heard, and the invisible energy shield completely dissipated, with no more obstruction felt.

Duolongqi retracted its tail, still looking lazy as if it had only done a trivial thing, and then turned its head to "look" at Zhang Heng.

Zhang Heng inwardly marveled at the strangeness and practicality of Doronchi's ability, and nodded to it, saying, "Thanks, Doronchi."

Having overcome the final obstacle, the three items on the stone pillar were revealed to him without reservation.

Without further hesitation, Zhang Heng stepped forward, preparing to carefully examine the "proof of passing the trial" left behind by Suijun.

The water-controlling power within Zhang Heng's body spontaneously accelerated at this moment.

He sensed an incomparably pure and vast source of water energy emanating from the direction of the stone pillar. That energy both attracted him and seemed to be drawn to him.

"what is that?"

Zhang Heng was filled with questions, but he did not stop walking. He cautiously crossed the spacious pavilion and approached the stone pillar.

At the top of the stone pillar, a broken blue cube, about three-quarters its original size, floated silently, emanating a chilling aura of law and majesty.