Xu Lai stood on the water like a river god, looking down indifferently at the struggling ants, especially the man who had been so arrogant before but had suddenly fallen silent.
"Die!"
He wasted no words, uttering a single command as he clenched his hand around empty air.
The river churned, instantly bearing down on Jiang Chen as boundless pressure closed in from every direction.
Great waves crashed down one after another.
The water pressure increased exponentially.
Under this tremendous force, even Jiang Chen's Tuolong Armor creaked under the strain and began showing signs of cracking.
His opponent had not been wrong.
Here in the Yin River, his Qimen arts truly put him far beyond an ordinary half-step Great Grandmaster!
The power of the entire river was mobilized, becoming the most terrifying killing move. There was no grand spectacle, but the danger underwater was lethal. The increasingly violent water pressure was almost too much for even a Great Grandmaster to endure!
Crack-
At last.
The Tuolong Armor cracked, then could no longer withstand the pressure and shattered.
Xu Lai gave a sinister laugh and sharply adjusted his compass. The river surged even more violently, as though he wanted to seize this chance to crush Jiang Chen completely.
"This water's pitch-black, but the quality's pretty good."
Jiang Chen suddenly spoke, saying something incomprehensible.
Then he began muttering under his breath.
"Kan Palace, Water over Lake, Water over Thunder..."
"Xun Palace, Wind over Thunder, Mountain over Wind..."
"Eight Directions and Eight Aspects, Seeing the Dragon in the Water, Its Marsh Is Greatly Abundant!"
As he spoke, his eyes rolled upward until only the whites remained. Countless tiny, ancient characters appeared over his pupils, forming a Rain Edict.
It was a horrifying sight.
After all, even the Three Demons of Chechi Kingdom had