Stroke of Divine Inspiration freed a Hanlin Academician's hands.
Fang Yun glanced at Lang Chi and activated his supreme literary heart, using Dual-Mindedness.
Brush in hand, Fang Yun wrote the Third Realm War Poetry, "Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle."
Stroke of Divine Inspiration wrote "Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle" in the air as well, while Fang Yun simultaneously recited the same poem.
Whether through Stroke of Divine Inspiration or War on Paper, "Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle" was completed within a single breath. Reciting it took longer.
But despite the difference in speed, Lang Chi froze for an instant. Three war poems had appeared so quickly! This was nothing short of a nightmare for demon barbarians.
Having released weak water and strange wind, the mist butterfly settled back onto Fang Yun's shoulder.
Three full layers of ice river covered the ground, and fifteen hundred Cold-Iron Knights charged toward Lang Chi in orderly ranks.
As the war poems took shape, six miniature Sea Eyes appeared on the ground.
Over two hundred Demon Marshal water demons surged from each Sea Eye, adding a full twelve hundred Water Race Demon Marshals.
Not only was Lang Chi bewildered, Fang Yun was too.
Fang Yun had long known that combining his Dragon Peerage with Third Realm "Wind-and-Rain Dream Battle" would produce Sea Eyes that summoned nearby members of the Water Race. But this was the Three Valleys Ancient Land. There could not possibly be any living Demon Marshals here.
Moreover, these Water Race Demon Marshals all wore excellent armor and carried superior weapons, far better than even the Human Race's finest armaments.
Their bodies were also two sizes larger than those of ordinary Water Race members.
Lang Chi suddenly let out a terrifying shriek.
"Ancient Demon Sage Guards!"
Fang Yun examined the emblems on these Demon Marshals' armor and understood.
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