Cold Xian's Four Incarnations appeared at once, surrounding the Black Dragon from the east, west, south, and north.
The Black Dragon roared and spat out his Water-Fire Inner Core. The two cores intertwined and spun at high speed, spraying streams of elixir qi. The true-water elixir qi became great masses of leaden clouds, spawning wagon-wheel-sized hailstones that battered the air in wild volleys. The Gods-fire elixir qi transformed into Fire Sparrows, Fire Monkeys, Fire Oxen, Fire Horses, Fire Eagles, Fire Dragons... Water and fire worked in concert, forming an enormous taiji diagram that poured its power freely across the sky. The farthest hailstones struck dozens of miles away.
Astonishment showed in Cold Xian's eyes at the sight. So this was the Black Dragon's true strength. He really was stronger than Long Meng and Wu Longzi. Once I capture him and take him back for a good, hard bout, he'll surely be more satisfying than those two fellows. Hmm? Why don't I have all three of them come at me together?
As these thoughts passed through the Monster's mind, all four Four Incarnations opened their mouths and spewed vast quantities of green elixir qi. Once she unleashed over forty thousand years of magical power, the result was extraordinary indeed. The poisonous mist blotted out heaven and earth and swept toward the hailstones and Fire Beasts. The Water-Fire Taiji Diagram had originally reached over forty miles in diameter, but the green mist pressed inward and forcibly compressed it to less than ten.
The Black Dragon kept spitting out elixir qi, and the two inner cores spun still faster. Water and fire surged outward in a furious gale, expanding the diagram to more than twenty miles across in an instant.
Cold Xian smiled seductively. Her delicate mouths parted slightly, each exhaling another strand