"Ah!" Zhenwu was sent flying back and crashed hard onto the cloud. A Ye was horrified at the sight and hurriedly tried to rise to help him, but unfortunately, she had spent too long submerged in the floodwaters. Her body was weak now; she could barely lift a hand, but standing up... sorry, that was beyond her.
"Cough, cough... so strong!" Zhenwu coughed several times and climbed up from the cloud. Then he looked at the Immortal Sword in his hand, glanced back at his tribespeople behind him, gritted his teeth, and flew down again to join the battle, fighting the Water Demon Beast alongside Kuafu and Yinglong.
Boom! Boom! Boom! This time, he summoned every ounce of focus. He was not routed by a single blow from the Water Demon Beast and even barely managed to land a few hits. Unfortunately, his attacks did not so much as itch the beast.
Although Zhenwu was the incarnation of a fragment of Zhiming's soul, Gungun had used the Spirit-Washing Cauldron to disperse all his magic power before his reincarnation. Thus, extraordinary though his true spirit was, he had yet to comprehend his true nature and was only a golden immortal. Even that was thanks to the Immortal Pill Laozi had bestowed upon him. Otherwise... at the absolute most, he would only have been a heavenly immortal by now.
To return to the story, several exchanges later, the Water Demon Beast rammed Yinglong aside. Kuafu then smashed six of its heads apart, but its final head opened its mouth and spat a beam of cold light at Zhenwu. Then...
Clang! The Immortal Sword Zhenwu raised to block it shattered. A bloody line appeared between his brows, and his body fell toward the Yellow River.
"Guangji!" On the cloud, A Ye's eyes widened