Ao Qing dared not slack, as water vapor steamed around her body like a sky-high white mist. Her figure suddenly surged, her bones crackling, transforming into a colossal cyan Flood Dragon tens of thousands of meters long.
She swung her dragon tail fiercely, hitting the void above. The ground within a thousand miles instantly cracked, with countless river waters gushing from the earth, converging into towering waves.
Within the giant waves, countless water droplets condensed into sharp water blades, each about an inch long, densely packed like a torrential downpour.
Simultaneously, she opened her mouth and spewed a cyan Water Arrow as thick as a barrel. Dragon patterns swirled on the Water Arrow, containing the pure Power of Origin of the Flood Dragon, and alongside the golden Sword Dragon, they fiercely attacked the Buddha's palm.
"Bang——!"
The golden Sword Dragon, cyan Water Arrow, and the massive Buddha's palm clashed violently, unleashing instantaneously terrifying energy.
