The river of swords came roaring and winding forward like a flood dragon. Together with the giant flaming hand formed from the severed arm, it attacked the purple-clad woman from either side, each aiming for a vital point.
The two purple-clad women exchanged a glance, then each extended one arm, their palms facing each other from afar. Two utterly different sword intents converged, as if a key had unlocked some hidden chamber in the void. In the distant palace, nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding seawater, dark currents began to surge. It seemed to be condensing water into swords.
One flying sword after another flowed from the depths of the palace like streams of water. They possessed water's softness while also carrying the sharpness of flying swords, creating an intensely contradictory impression.
Xiang Qingcheng and the Lotus Avatar's expressions shifted slightly. They clearly hadn't expected such a deadly threat to be hidden within the underwater palace.
Xiang Qingcheng raised her hand and struck at the empty air. One jade talisman after another flew into the distance. The many talismans encircled an area hundreds of li wide, sealing it off and forming a massive wall of glowing jade. The sword-shaped streams of water surged forward and slammed into the wall. A series of deafening booms rang out like heavenly thunder rolling across the demon sea.
At the same time, the vast river of swords, winding like a flood dragon, coiled around one of the purple-clad women. The dragon formed from the river showed no head or tail, and in the blink of an eye, it had wrapped around her. The giant flaming hand formed from the severed arm flashed in through a gap above.
With a hum, the flood dragon formed from the river of swords abruptly dissolved, once again becoming countless