All the saints were greatly alarmed at once...
The Agricultural Sage swung his hoe down. Even the handle bent, sweat beaded on his forehead, and he abruptly withdrew it, retreating four steps.
The Chess Sage sent out two chess pieces, one black and one white. The black piece plunged headlong into the turbulence and nearly never returned. The white pawn formed a curtain, barely managing to summon the black piece back. His expression changed as well.
Sacred light flashed in the Yin Yang Sage's eyes, black and white intertwining. But the moment that yin-yang fish entered the spatial turbulence, it suddenly became a patch of chaos.
Only the Military Sage raised the Weiyang Brush in his hand. With one stroke through the void, three vortices vanished at his command.
Lin Su, too, swept the longsword in his palm through a beautiful Sword Shadow, cutting away three vortices.
Yet the sword light could only pass through three vortices, while there were over a hundred such vortices.
The Military Sage abruptly raised the Weiyang Brush. The Myriad Star Inkstone, still a thousand miles away, suddenly turned white. The deep black that seemed eternal atop it condensed into a drop of ink. That drop spun tens of thousands of times, crossed a thousand miles, and landed on the tip of the Weiyang Brush!
His Weiyang Brush seemed to come alive all at once.
In the ten thousand miles of void before them, every vortex vanished completely.
A low snort came from Azure Sky City, and the entire city retreated a hundred miles through thin air.
Yet in the next instant, Azure Sky City seemed to return before them once more, even more unfathomable than before.
Boundless wind and rain, boundless Sacred Power, boundless variables—all were contained within the contest between the Weiyang Brush