Was Yi Province going to fall too?
Mo Yuan murmured in despair, barely able to hold the longsword in his hand. How unjust Heaven was! Humanity struggled to survive, while demons ran rampant.
Just as the turbid waves were about to swallow the last line of defense, and Yue Cangming was about to collapse, the sky suddenly changed.
The dark clouds did not disperse, nor did the rain cease or the wind die. Instead, ripples spread across the entire sky as though it were the surface of water. A vortex spanning the heavens appeared out of thin air, its center unfathomably deep, with faint sounds of wind and thunder echoing from within.
"What is that?!" a martial artist cried, pointing at the sky.
Before anyone could react, an enormous vessel slowly emerged from the vortex. It was a great ship flying through the sky, its hull shimmering with magnificent colors and radiating an utterly terrifying aura.
Several figures stood proudly atop it.
Their leader wore a black Daoist robe and had the countenance of a divine being. It was none other than Mo Yuan. His gaze swept over the water flood dragon below, and a flicker of delighted surprise crossed his face. "Just as I thought. It suits my third 'Dharma' perfectly!"
The next instant, he flicked his sleeve, and twelve azure pearls rose into the air.
[Sea-Calming Pearls]!
As soon as the pearls appeared, they radiated a gentle, deep-blue light. Wherever that light reached, the roiling Li River seemed to be smoothed by an invisible force. Raging waves froze, and floodwaters rolled back.
That immense "Calamity"-the Flood Dragon Lord-let out an unwilling roar, but its watery body solidified inch by inch beneath the blue light, leaving it unable to stir up wind or waves.
The Fierce- and Baleful-grade demons