"By the way, there is something I do not understand. What is the 'Sin-Washing Black Tide'?" Mo Yao looked at Yun Zhaochен with a puzzled expression.
Yun Zhaochен froze.
Fang Yun hurriedly sent him a secret voice transmission.
Only then did Yun Zhaochен say, "Once all the prisoners are killed, their sins are naturally washed away."
Everyone paused, then gave wry smiles.
"As expected of the Dragon Race! That is certainly a domineering way to define washing away sins!"
"So that is how it is. I knew the name before, but only today did I learn its origin." Meng Jingye nodded gently.
"The power of Drawing Borders to Imprison is about to end. If we cannot enter the front hall soon, I fear we will have to expend another, more important treasure of the Legalist School," Xun Pingyang said.
"Good. Everyone, work together and use Protective War Poetry to stop the Sin-Washing Black Tide!"
All the Grand Academicians wrote rapidly. Layers of light flashed, and a multitude of Protective War Poetry manifestations appeared before them: translucent seawater, translucent mountains, translucent towering trees, and even translucent Turtle Demons...
Protective War Poetry below the Grand Academician level covered only a small area. At the Grand Academician level and above, however, many Protective Poems could cover a larger area, though doing so required additional literary qi.
This enormous hall was built for the Dragon Race and Water Race to enter and leave. The entire gateway stood three hundred zhang tall, large enough for a mountain to pass through upright.
After casting their Protective War Poetry, everyone looked up, some almost dazed. They were so tiny before the immense gateway that they felt they might be swallowed by the black tide pouring out of it, no matter how hard they worked to defend themselves.