Wu Tingqian let out a cold snort. "These damned fiends!"
Wu Tingqian immediately raised a hand and struck out with his palm. Lightning coiled around the purple-cyan treasured tower suspended in midair, and thick pillars of thunder rained into the water one after another. Large numbers of low-tier demons were caught in the blast and began tumbling through the surging waters. Before long, countless casualties lay scattered across the waves.
"You actually dare to divide your attention to deal with those demons while fighting me." Seeing how brazen Wu Tingqian was, Yun Teng was seized by fury. An ocher halo flashed behind him, and a gigantic long-necked sand conch appeared. Yun Teng summoned the enormous sand conch over, puffed up his cheeks, and blew into it. A sound like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting instantly shook out from within. Ocher sound waves, like sharp axes, directly cleaved open the waters surging before him.
The surrounding space was thoroughly wrapped in heavy yellow sand, and Wu Tingqian actually lost sight of the immortal army.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh. Thousands of arrows, mixed with more than a dozen immortal soldiers' blades and swords, pierced through the yellow sand toward Yun Teng. The immortal army's soldiers had seen how astonishing the momentum of Yun Teng's Mountain-Splitting Conch was and had stepped in to aid Wu Tingqian.
However, after entering this space, the arrows were obstructed by the rolling yellow sand. Under the shock of the enormous sand-shaped sound waves, they failed to cause Yun Teng any substantial harm.
"Kill your own enemies. Don't worry about me. I can handle a mere Cloud-Sand Puppet general." Unwilling to be outdone, Wu Tingqian reached out and beckoned through the air. The purple-cyan immortal tower that had originally hovered in midair suddenly plunged downward. Amid violent tremors,