BANG!
As the Water Serpent slammed into the barrier of flames, a cataclysmic reaction erupted, a deafening explosion that seemed to rip through the very fabric of the air.
Violent shockwaves pulsed outward, a devastating aftermath of the collision's immense power, rattling the surrounding mountains and causing the very ground to tremble.
The Water Serpent's frigid breath had managed to freeze the entire barrier with a thick layer of ice, but the intense heat from the flames was not without consequence.
A portion of its scales, already scarred from previous battles, was scorched to a blistering black.
Yan Qingshen huffed, the low sound of exertion a stark contrast to the thunderous roar of the battlefield.
His hand moved with practiced grace, a silver blur as he unsheathed his sword from its hilt, the cold steel gleaming with a deadly light.
