Suppressing Petty Foes

Jiang Yu cut in with his saber held horizontally.

Dark golden baleful aura exploded through the deep water. The Horse-Cleaving Saber's edge was wrapped in a layer of reddish-gold flames, directly boiling the seawater for hundreds of meters around into a churning belt of bubbles.

When he took his position, he stood between Sea Monk and Ao Yuan. The Demon Clan Divine Souls along the back of the saber shrieked as they poured out from the runes, weaving an impenetrable barrier of baleful aura around him.

Sea Monk's sea-serpent poison mist crashed into that barrier. The dark green toxin ignited the instant it touched the baleful aura, turning into ash-white embers that dissipated in the boiling water.

Sea Monk's Deep-Sea Beast-Bone Prayer Beads spun rapidly before his chest. Each bone bead lit up with dim green spiritual radiance, doubling the toxin's concentration in an extremely short time. Yet Jiang Yu advanced rather than retreating, slashing diagonally with the Horse-Cleaving Saber. Reddish-gold saber aura dragged out a trail dozens of meters long through the deep water, and the seawater in its path was vaporized by its heat into a roiling curtain of bubbles.

Sea Monk was forced to stop casting. The Deep-Sea Beast-Bone Prayer Beads spun rapidly before his chest as he gathered fresh poison mist, but Jiang Yu had already closed to within ten meters. The Horse-Cleaving Saber's edge, wreathed in dark golden baleful aura, forced him to retreat again and again.

At that moment, Yi Xin's short blade stabbed toward the blind spot in Ao Yuan's defenses from behind and to the side. The wind pressure gathered at its tip carved a long, narrow trail through the current.

But at the same instant Jiang Yu forced Sea Monk back, he reached his left hand toward his rear flank. A