As Wang Ping looked up at Rongyang Monarch's retreating figure, a dense web of water descended from the clouds, attempting to ensnare the ascending monarch.
That Ao Bing may have looked like a refined gentleman, but his methods were anything but honorable.
"Bastard!"
As Rongyang Monarch's furious curse echoed, the clouds were instantly set ablaze. Then, with the help of the crimson longsword at his side, he transformed into a streak of fire and dodged the falling web of water.
THUD!
THUD!
THUD!
In the distance, more invisible pressure pierced the clouds and slammed into the ground. Beside the lava that had just been extinguished by the torrential rain, several deep pits were blasted open in succession. Violent Earth Vein Energy billowed out, stirring up the smell of rich soil and pulverizing the heat-forged crystals on the nearby ground.
