The silver ocean had completely swallowed the room, which spanned several hundred square meters, leaving not a single gap.
Everywhere he looked, silver light glittered, coating every object in its glow.
Yet nothing in the room was swaying or floating. The tiny fragments of wood on the floor still lay there in perfect stillness.
Xu Lanqing casually swept his right hand through the air. Silver ripples spread out in rings like water, though they had none of water's texture. His movements weren't hindered at all; everything was just as it had been before.
He hadn't been splashed, nor did it feel like water. Only the dampness in the air and the dwindling supply of oxygen reminded him that this was clearly no simple matter.
He turned to look at Ma Xiaotao. The Black Fire Armor covering her had vanished, without even a spark left behind.
Water and fire were natural enemies, and the gap in their strength was enormous. Even without being deliberately targeted, her power had plummeted to an extremely low level inside Shangguan Wei'er's domain.
A Black Soul Ring flashed. Ma Xiaotao raised a finger and tried to shoot out a stream of fire, but the black flames were extinguished by the ever-present Weak Water as soon as they appeared.
"Pss, pss..."
A few stray sparks drifted around her fingertips. Nothing happened.
"Looks like you're in a bad spot. Just surrender, and we can all get along."
Xu Lanqing rolled his arm, making it crack and pop. His face had taken on a healthy flush.
The attack from earlier suddenly began to burn with pain. That Soul Skill even had a delayed effect.
Ma Xiaotao said nothing. Her lovely, expressionless face didn't change in the slightest.
Her calm, dark-red eyes were like those of a dead volcano, cold