After all that bombardment, the pit had been blasted deeper and deeper, yet the Fate Dragon still showed no reaction. That was rather strange. Back then, Senior Brother Yan had barely attacked, and the Fate Dragon had been blown into action. Could it have turned into a lazy dragon with thick skin and tough flesh?
"Just as expected of you. Not everyone can pull off bombardment like that—it's practically a pile driver. Heh heh." Li Qinghe teased me. I smiled and said, "What, you're not planning to help?"
Li Qinghe laughed heartily, picked up the Dao Tribulation Wood, shouted, and smashed it toward the front!
Boom!
A flash of multicolored lightning suddenly struck into the deep pit, blasting flying rocks all around. I knew that was only the weapon's superficial power. The Dao Tribulation Wood had yet to display its true effect. After all, it could only produce its true power once it made contact.
Zhao Qian was much gentler. She drew out a talisman, recited an incantation, and tossed it out. The paper talisman quickly caught fire, forming a colossal energy sword. With a thunderous boom, it crashed into the ground and cleaved the seabed open into a crack!
After Zhao Qian attacked, the surface indeed began to rumble. Wan Songxiao, who had been preparing to deliver the finishing blow, immediately withdrew the two Wu hooks in his hands and waited for the Fate Dragon to awaken.
But after the surface shook for a while, it completely fell silent again, leaving the few of us with strange expressions.
"Could this not be where its reverse scale is?" I asked Zhao Qian.
"That's impossible... According to the compass, this is unquestionably the place. But why..." Zhao Qian said doubtfully. Seeing that we were equally puzzled, she thought for a moment,