The interior of the Secret Realm was a paradise of lush, vibrant greenery and floating islands suspended in the air by ancient, gravity-defying arrays, but down in the central valley, the tranquility had been shattered into a chaotic, violent storm of fire and water.
Feng Xiao stood on the surface of the central lake, his black robes whipping around him in the gale force winds generated by his own Battle Aura. He looked every inch the hero of a legend, his back straight, his expression fierce and unyielding. In front of him, the water boiled and churned as the guardians of the Azure Sea Soul Grass rose from the depths to reclaim their territory.
It wasn't just three Deep Sea Hydras. It was a veritable army of aquatic nightmares.
