Chu Mo stepped forward, and countless members of the aquatic race bowed beneath his feet. Ten Thousand Scales sang his praises in unison, his majestic pressure bearing down on the Moon Venerable. He said coldly:
"Fellow Daoist Cen Xi, you're just as loathsome as ever."
Cen Xi remained composed. "I came today only for Tai Shao. I have no intention of making enemies of your dragonkind. Once I capture her, I will leave."
As she spoke, she glanced at Tai Shao nearby. Before capturing her, Cen Xi did not want any branches growing outside the main trunk, so her tone was unusually mild.
But why would Chu Mo listen to her? He had come precisely to pick a fight.
"Enough of your nonsense. Neither of you is leaving today." Chu Mo sneered. "Once I capture you, I'll trade you to Si Zhe for Profound Thunder."
With that, he abruptly struck.
The Dragon Lance swept across the sky, shattering ten thousand miles of billowing clouds. Dragons, snakes, fish, flood dragons, insects, and shelled creatures—all the myriad kinds clad in scales or armor—became the sharp edge of his spear.
It carried the might of all those creatures, subjugating the ten directions.
Cen Xi's expression shifted slightly. She drew her moon bow, and dazzling radiance instantly gathered upon it. That light became shooting stars, scattering throughout the sky.
There was clearly only one arrow, yet it was everywhere.
Boom!!! Spear and arrow collided, erupting in boundless light. The shooting stars fired by the moon bow canceled out the spear's force, both vanishing into nothing, yet the bow's mysterious power continued assailing Chu Mo as though it had no end.
So this is the Moon Venerable's divine ability?
Chu Mo's thoughts stirred. Its form could not be perceived, and its mysterious power knew no