Before the massive azure peak could descend, a powerful gravitational force blanketed the area. Han Debiao and the others immediately felt uncomfortable, especially Lin Qingqing, who felt as though her body were about to fall apart.
Han Debiao drew a long staff glittering with golden light and swept it fiercely. The wind from the staff rumbled like thunder.
With a muffled bang, the massive azure peak shuddered and was sent flying backward.
Azure vines and thorns burst from the ground. They entwined with one another, weaving themselves into enormous azure hands that slapped toward Han Debiao and the others.
Qian Hongmei formed a hand seal, and a gigantic phantom of a woman appeared in the air above her. The woman's phantom opened her cherry lips and spewed a stream of crimson flames, striking the azure hands and instantly reducing them to ashes.
Tiny purple flowers grew across the surfaces of the azure vines. As the flowers blossomed, a sickly sweet purple toxic mist surged forth wildly, rushing toward them.
The azure thorns swayed lightly, firing countless sharp azure spikes. At the same time, the thorns transformed into long azure whips that lashed toward Han Debiao and the others.
Liang Youshan flipped her right hand, producing a flying sword that shimmered with white light. With a slight flick of her wrist, a vast expanse of snow-white Sword Qi swept out, blocking the incoming azure spikes.
Hong Yilong formed a hand seal, and countless silver lightning arcs surged across his body. Deafening thunder boomed from high above as more than a thousand thick silver bolts of lightning crashed down from the sky. The azure thorns had only come within a hundred zhang of them when they were struck by the thick silver lightning and reduced to ashes.
Qian Hongmei flicked her sleeve,