Shi Yue struck out several magic arts. The nine miniature flood dragons on the surface of the array plate seemed to come alive, swimming about incessantly as deafening dragon roars rang out.
A dazzling blue light flared across the sea, and countless gigantic vortices suddenly appeared—more than a thousand of them.
With a rumbling boom, thick columns of blue water shot up from the thousand-plus vortices, surging into the sky and converging to form a gigantic blue cage that enclosed an area tens of millions of miles across.
Silver sparks emerged in the air, transforming into blades of silver light, each about two feet long. There were hundreds of thousands of them.
A piercing whoosh rang out as hundreds of thousands of silver blades shot forth like a mighty river of silver, hurtling straight toward the blue octopus.
The blue octopus slammed its thick tentacles against the sea. The surface was as hard as fine steel, and a dull thud rang out.
Roar!
The blue octopus let out an angry bellow. Blue sparks appeared in the air and formed a towering curtain of water before it.
Hundreds of thousands of silver blades struck the towering curtain. Like thin paper, it was shredded by the relentless barrage.
The silver blades reached the blue octopus. Its thick tentacles whipped about, smashing the oncoming blades into countless silver sparks.
The silver sparks did not disperse. Instead, they abruptly gathered together, forming a gleaming, towering giant blade that radiated an aura of destruction. It cleaved down toward the blue octopus.
The towering giant blade struck one of the blue octopus's tentacles with a dull thud, but did not leave so much as a scratch.
A piercing whoosh rang out as more than a million crimson sword beams shot over. They blurred and merged into