The Water Dragon Magical Sword struck again and again in a relentless cycle, hammering the Spiritual Light Protective Shield of the Five Elements Spirit Suppressing Array. The resulting explosions were like peals of thunder.
The roaring torrent of water was so immense it felt like being deep in the ocean, facing one towering, colossal wave after another. Droplets of water infused with Sword Intent even shaved a layer of earth from the ground surrounding the Grand Array.
The array, which had seemed indestructible, was now beginning to teeter on the verge of collapse. Hiding inside, Yan Xiangzhi was in a constant state of panic. He couldn't understand why his Yan Family clansmen hadn't come to his aid. Then there was Yang Jing, just outside the Array. 'Is he really just a Foundation Establishment Cultivator? To unleash such incredible might with every move, relying on nothing but his own Magical Power...'
