The Flood Dragon swished its long tail, intending to change direction and avoid collision, only to find the Pillar Spire flying straight overhead, and then moving far away.
Its Golden Eyes expanded as the Flood Dragon suddenly lowered its head, gazing at the little ant beneath the penholder.
The White Ape, half of its body bathed in blood, roared incessantly, irritably unsettling the Dragon Heart.
Yet it held firm.
The White Ape held the collapsing water column, leveraging the inertia from the fall, beginning to swing it.
The ant not only lifted, it rotated the penholder!
Boom!
The "penholder" pressed towards Jiang Huai, pushing sideways in a sweep.
Fierce winds rushed.
The silver mirror was shattered, dragon shadows and ape shadows fragmented, disruptions rose both in the sky and on the ground.
The villagers squeezed into the Water God Temple.
[Spanning the great river, shining like the sun]
[River Dominance Degree: 0.7]
Boom!
