"Insolence! Where did this Merfolk Demon come from, daring to injure my subordinate god!"
The long-bearded Daoist priest with sinister eyes was both shocked and enraged. He pointed at the Eight-armed Merfolk.
"Deprive All Senses!"
"Eight Waters Suppress Heaven!"
The great power of his fruition rank surged forth, descending upon Li Qingyun's Merfolk clone to strip away all its senses.
The black water spanning thousands of miles also answered the long-bearded Daoist priest's Daoist magic command, transforming into eight enormous black-water dragons that twisted toward the Merfolk to slaughter him!
"Thank you for your aid, Merfolk brother, but that Saint Venerable is far too terrifying. Escape on your own!"
The Green-scaled Flood Dragon was covered in wounds, yet charged ahead without a care for himself. With a sorrowful roar, he rammed headlong into one of the black-water dragons.
The Merfolk clone smiled faintly and shook his head. "He is merely a seven-fruit Daoist. Why must we risk our lives?"
Then he abruptly transformed, becoming the incomparably savage and domineering Eight-armed Naga Ancestral God, forcefully shaking away most of the supernatural effects of the fruition rank.
"Roar!" The Eight-armed Naga opened his mouth and bellowed furiously at the black-water dragons twisting toward him.
Rumble!
The eight water dragons shattered inch by inch beneath that roar.
The Daoist magic of a seventh-tier Water Saint had been broken with a single roar!
At the same time, the Merfolk thrust out his gigantic arms, grabbing at the two Ancestral Return Realm lice-clan powerhouses fleeing toward the long-bearded Daoist priest.
"Who... exactly are you?"
The long-bearded Dao Lord's pupils contracted. Secretly alarmed, he swept his sleeve, and layers upon layers of great-power barriers rose behind his two subordinates.
These were the "courtesies" he intended to present to the ancestral temple. How could he let them