"You're not strong enough to break through my Aqua-Blue Canopy!"
The female Scale Tribe member spoke coolly, an expression of incomparable pride appearing on her cold face. She was a Great Saint of the Scale Tribe.
At the sight, the corners of Chu Kuangren's mouth curled slightly.
"What's so difficult about breaking through a curtain of water?!"
Blood-red flames suddenly erupted from Chu Kuangren's body, and his aura surged. He slashed his sword, unleashing dazzling sword light that radiated intense Emperor Dao Pressure.
With that single stroke, Sword Qi instantly tore through the Aqua-Blue Canopy. The female Scale Tribe Great Saint's expression changed abruptly. "Oh no!"
She grabbed the Scale King and swiftly retreated.
But the sword light pursued relentlessly, following her like her shadow.
"Damn it! Water Splendor Three Thousand!"
The Scale Tribe Great Saint roared and thrust out a palm. Streams of radiance gathered in her palm before blasting toward the Sword Qi.
An explosion thundered out. Daoist Rhyme woven from Sword Qi and Palm Qi spread outward, churning the surrounding waters and knocking the Scale King back nearly a hundred zhang.
The Scale Tribe Great Saint was also driven back dozens of zhang. A bloody cut appeared on her palm, and she stared at Chu Kuangren with apprehension written all over her face.
"What terrifying Sword Qi! And those blood-red flames-could that be the legendary Nine Deaths Blood-Burning Art?!"
"To actually use an art like that-he's a madman!"
The Scale Tribe Great Saint murmured.
"Elder Beiming Fang, are you all right?!"
The Scale King asked.
"I'm fine, but his combat strength is extraordinary. Scale King, you're certainly no match for him. Please withdraw first," Beiming Fang said gravely.
"Rest assured, Elder. The other elders are already on their way. We only need to hold him off for