"Trying to leave? How could it be that easy? Set the formation—the Zhu Xian Formation."
Watching the Flood Dragon King charge toward the Vast Sea in reckless desperation, Purple Cloud's eyes flashed with severity.
The other two women also began setting the formation without hesitation. In an instant, a great formation was completed.
"Let me go! Get out of my way!"
The Flood Dragon King disregarded everything and began battering the formation, but the Zhu Xian Formation was the foundation upon which the three women had ventured through the world. How could a mere Flood Dragon King break through it in such a short time?
Streams of immensely powerful Sword Qi carved horrifying wounds across his body. For a time, blood poured from the Flood Dragon King's massive form, while scales fell away one after another.
"Myriad Swords Pierce the Heart."
With Purple Cloud's sharp cry, countless strands of Sword Qi emerged within the sword formation. Every strand possessed the might to destroy heaven and earth, and they all drove straight for the dragon's heart.
At that moment, no matter how furious the Flood Dragon King was, he no longer dared underestimate the Zhu Xian Formation. He began resisting the Zhu Xian sword formation with all his strength.
Boom, boom, boom.
Explosions rang out without end as the Flood Dragon King's enormous body repeatedly slammed into the sword formation. The force of those impacts made all three women cough up blood.
Within the Vast Sea, Ye Lin walked alone along the seabed. After crossing the boundless waters, he discovered the Flood Dragon King's dwelling place.
Before him stood an enormous Dragon Palace. It emitted a faint, eerie glow, possessing a unique charm in the depths of the sea.
Massive buildings rose from the ocean floor, and Ye Lin stood upon