"Boom!"
With a deafening explosion, not giving anyone a chance to react, Sun Yaoyang, who had vanished from the sea's surface, once again soared into the sky. But at this moment, countless seawater around his body also rose skyward.
Sun Yaoyang spread his five fingers, and the True Qi of a late-stage Mythical Realm martial artist erupted without reservation. The seawater, before falling, already hovered mid-air and, with the movement of Sun Yaoyang's arm, turned into raindrops smashing toward Lu Tianxing with astonishing momentum, piercing the air.
Upon witnessing this scene, Bai Zhiqing and Lin Qianru's faces instantly flashed a faint pallor, their delicate fists clenched even tighter, drenched in sweat, their expressions filled with intense worry, constantly praying for Lu Tianxing.
"Come on!"
