"Junior Sister Lian, I know you, and I watched your challenge in the preliminaries. Your fire-attribute cultivation art is strong, but you shouldn't have challenged me. Don't you know my 'soft water' is the perfect counter to fire-attribute cultivation arts?" Mu Zhen replied coldly, looking at Lian Ruohua with a pale blue orb resting in one hand.
"Water overcomes fire? That used to be true, but not necessarily now." Lian Ruohua chuckled and formed a hand seal. A series of jingles came from her sleeve, and six palm-sized crimson rings flew out.
They were none other than the set of high-grade magical artifacts, the Glazed Fire Sixfold Rings.
As soon as the artifacts emerged, they circled up and down around Lian Ruohua like six red butterflies dancing gracefully. The next moment, the butterflies burst into flames, and masses of red fire clouds spread out.
Lian Ruohua opened her small mouth again and breathed out a thin wisp of purple flame. The instant it left her mouth, it dissolved into specks of purple fire and vanished into the fire clouds.
An unnatural flush instantly appeared on Lian Ruohua's face after she exhaled that wisp of purple flame. Her essence, qi, and spirit also dropped sharply, as though she had just done something that severely depleted her vitality.
Seeing this, the blue-robed woman said nothing more. With a flick of her wrist, the Blue Orb in her palm began spinning, releasing wisps of blue water mist that swiftly engulfed her.
Within the mist, countless masses of transparent liquid could faintly be seen condensing at tremendous speed.
In the fire clouds opposite her, Lian Ruohua kept forming seals with both hands while chanting under her breath.
A phoenix's cry rang out as the phantom of a fire phoenix over ten feet long slowly