Lightning flashed like writhing silver snakes.
The darkness was torn asunder.
Tang Wen smiled.
'It seems the reason these Sixth Grade Trial Takers dare to hunt a Fifth-Grade Stone Dragon...'
'...is the same as mine: they plan to use the power of the lightning here.'
Tang Wen and his group, concealed by invisibility, ascended to a higher vantage point.
Dust billowed and rubble flew.
The commotion was caused by a Stone Dragon thrashing about.
Surrounding the Stone Dragon were twelve people—the entire force of a single faction.
On the battlefield, amidst the flying sand and stones, a blue light flared.
Feng San Niang was more familiar with the various families of Ganshan City. Watching the scene below, she said, "It's the Boat Gang. Should we?"
Tang Wen smiled. "Should we take them out while we're at it? No rush. A commotion this big might attract others."
The Boat Gang inherited the Water Department Technique.
