There was not the slightest warning.
One moment, the girl was a thousand feet in the air.
The next moment.
A fair, slender hand had abruptly appeared in the blue-robed disciple's field of vision.
Its five fingers spread, clamping straight onto his face.
The blue-robed disciple's pupils contracted sharply.
He had no time even to swing his sword, much less summon the protective treasure tucked inside his robes.
A despair-inducing force surged through that hand.
Bang-!!!
His head was slammed downward, and his entire body plummeted from midair.
Jiang Yuechu descended with him, pressing down on his head with one hand as though she were driving a falling star.
Boom-
The waters exploded, throwing up thousand-foot waves.
The whole of Formless Mountain seemed to shake.
When the waves fell.
Jiang Yuechu hovered three inches above the water, her expression calm.
She flicked the droplets off her hem indifferently and said softly, "Sorry, I'm in quite a hurry... so I won't go through the motions of hearing you out."
"..."
At this sight.
The Formless Mountain disciples aboard the flying boats all wore tense expressions, but not one dared make a rash move.
Yet the next moment.
The girl's expression remained indifferent.
She merely raised three fair, slender fingers.
"How about this? I'll count to three."
"If the Hunyuan Black Dog hasn't appeared before me by then."
"I guarantee that after today, there will be no Formless Mountain left in the Eastern Region."
"One."
As that soft word fell.
The vast, waterbound mountain gate sank into deathly silence.
The people aboard the flying boats exchanged looks, their sword-gripping palms slick with cold sweat.
Normally, anyone who dared utter such wild boasts before Formless Mountain's gates.
Would already have been chopped into mincemeat and fed to the fish by these proud disciples