Jiao Yue's spear gleamed with silver light, but the demonic qi coiling around it lent it a sinister edge.
The spear clashed with the Scarless Sword, sending harsh screeches ringing through the air again and again, with sparks occasionally flaring from the friction.
Off to one side, the Buddha Child kept turning his Buddhist Prayer Beads, silently reciting an incantation. Each word formed an enormous golden character that hurtled toward Jiao Yue.
Jiao Yue could dodge the characters, but not the lingering radiance they emitted.
Fortunately, the damage that radiance inflicted on her was not particularly severe.
Then there was the troublesome Yun Huanling. He was no longer the combat weakling he had once been. Who knew how many times he had practiced? His use of the Nine-Bend Compass had long since reached a level of consummate mastery.
Whether the fate stars or the lifelines upon it, all seemed to share his thoughts, responding freely to his will.
Only four people were fighting, but the noise they made was anything but small.
Yet even with such a battle raging, none of the furnishings in the palace showed the slightest sign of damage.
Jiao Yue fought all three of them alone. They appeared evenly matched, but a faint unease stirred in Yun Huanling's heart.
After those ten years with Swallowing Heaven, he considered himself knowledgeable about merfolk, and naturally knew some of their secrets that were hardly secrets at all.
Until they brought out their tails... they were not fighting in their strongest form.
That meant Jiao Yue had yet to reach the limits of her strength.
At that thought, Yun Huanling sent a voice transmission to the other two as a warning.
"Can they transform even without water?" A trace of doubt colored the Buddha Child's divine sense transmission.
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