Long Yuan shifted his gaze from the azure ape to the distant water curtain.
His mouth stretched into a grin, revealing a mouthful of gleaming white fangs. "Very good."
Before his words had faded, he thrust out a claw.
Surging black water gushed wildly out of nothingness, as though someone had sliced open the bottom of the celestial river high in the heavens with a single stroke of a sword.
Amid the churning black water, a three-clawed dragon claw covered in pitch-black scales took shape. Each scale was the size of a millstone, overlapping like plates of armor.
The dragon claw swelled in the wind, growing hundreds of zhang across in the blink of an eye. Its three talons spread wide enough to blot out the sky and sun, carrying dense power of the Water Rule.
"Heaven-Rending Claw!"
Long Yuan had not deliberately invoked any spell. It was as though the power of water between heaven and earth was born to obey his commands.
Such was the might of the Azure Blood Flood Dragon bloodline. Those of pure blood needed only to wait for the time to ripen before they could master the Water Rules of the first Tribulation.
The black-water dragon claw raked savagely down at the water curtain, moving so fast that a series of deafening sonic booms rang out.
The ground below had already begun to crack, and the entire area groaned beneath the unbearable burden.
Yet that fourth-tier mid-grade Gui Water Black Net Formation-a formation that any sect in the outside world could have enshrined as its Mountain-Guarding Grand Formation-had no one controlling it now.
Tie Qingyao's formation-laying methods were indeed exquisite, but she herself had left. The formation flags were sustained solely by the spiritual power laid down beforehand.
How could this unmanned grand formation