Unsheathed

There had been an enraged expression on Lake Lord Yin Hou's face when Chen Ping'an had shattered the golden body of Algae Stream's canal master, as if he were about to unleash a wrathful attack at any moment. In fact, it was as if he might even go as far as to charge ashore.

When Chen Ping'an obliterated the godly body of the river god with a single punch, however, the lake lord's heart surprisingly became as calm as a tranquil pond, with his expression equally as calm and indifferent. Facing the outsider who was like a lone steed charging a formation by himself, Yin Hou raised a hand and held two fingers together, summoning an orb of golden light and an orb of turquoise light that condensed into two snake-like wisps that hovered on his fingertips and intertwined with each other.

Lake Lord Yin Hou gently flicked his hand, causing mist to rise from the surface of Verdant Bamboo Lake with him as the center. Azure smoke instantly enveloped an area of three hundred meters in radius.

Over at the dock, to say nothing of Ghost Axe Palace's Du Yu, even Yan Qing was unable to see anything but a vast expanse of misty white when she channeled her Qi to look over. She was unable to see the lake lord and the many scholarly officials and martial officials of the dragon palace. Meanwhile, the old ancestor of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm had seemingly activated a valuable treasure of the immortal force, with a burst of treasure light vaguely visible and protecting all of the cultivators of the immortal force. The cultivators then started to slowly retreat, most likely intending to leave the battlefield and hand everything to Lake Lord Yin Hou to deal with.

A faint golden python and a turquoise snake continuously circled around the outskirts of the misty dome, swaying their tails as they soared through the skies and appearing like the descendants of flood dragons that were controlling the clouds and rain and thickening the mist over Verdant Bamboo Lake.

Yan Qing only knew that this was an innate mystical ability of a water god who had attained the Great Dao. This wasn't simply an illusion technique, and it was instead something similar to a talismanic prison, one which could continuously deplete the spiritual energy inside a Qi refiner's acupoints or the True Qi of a pure martial artist once they were trapped inside. This was a mystical ability that could be used for both offensive and defensive purposes.

Du Yu stood still the entire time, and he took a glance at the obliterated section of the dock in front of him. The structure had completely collapsed, and only the area around the bamboo case and the hiking pole was still untouched and pristine.

The mighty senior was truly very impressive.

What did this signify? This signified that the mighty senior hadn't used his full strength just then.

Yan Qing flicked her sleeve and expelled the dust from the dock.

However, her eyes remained fixed on the commotion at the surface of Verdant Bamboo Lake the entire time. The mist formation had initially covered an area of three hundred meters in radius, yet as if it were a fishing net being dragged up, it instantly shrank in size to just thirty or so meters in radius. However, the mist also became as viscous as water as a result, with the golden python and the turquoise snake surprisingly slithering into the formation from the left and the right.

Yan Qing sighed in her mind. This was a battle taking place at Verdant Bamboo Lake, after all, so Lake Lord Yin Hou clearly enjoyed an overwhelming geographical advantage. At the same time, a trusted river god of his had even been willing to sacrifice his life to obstruct the advance of the young man in azure, causing him to lose his initial advantage. As the battle dragged on, it was likely that his predicament would only become worse and worse.