CLANG!
CLANG!
...
The sound of metal striking metal was incessant. Three Gold Cultivators closed in on the middle-aged man in the python-patterned robe, pursuing him relentlessly in an attempt to take him down in one fell swoop.
At the same time, a sky full of earthen spikes rained down, streaking across the heavens.
ROAR!
Jiangcun paid no mind to the downpour of earthen spikes. After all, it was just a low-level Magic spell. Despite its massive scale, tanking the hit would only result in minor injuries. As a Third Realm Water Cultivator, such damage was almost negligible to him.
After letting out a dragon's cry, he constructed a Water Spirit Formation over a hundred zhang wide around himself. As the dense Water Spirit Qi spread out, it enveloped the area where the three Gold Cultivators were besieging the man in the python-patterned robe.
SHHNNK!
