This strike was powered by the Yong River itself, combined with the explosive divine might of Grandpa Blind. Before the blow even landed, the Dragon-Keeper Lord sensed an overwhelming danger!
“How does such a tiny place as the Everpeace Empire have so many experts?” The Dragon-Keeper Lord had no time to change tactics; gritting his teeth, he unleashed all his divine power to meet Grandpa Blind’s attack head-on!
That water column spun at a dizzying speed, slicing through the air with such force that even the wind howled sharply!
Ahead of the water column, a dragon’s roar shook the air as the surging river condensed into a dragon’s head, lunging down at the Dragon-Keeper Lord!
Using dragon-form spells against me?
The Dragon-Keeper Lord relaxed, his body shuddering as countless dragon-shaped streams surged forth, weaving into a massive thousand-dragon disc above his head.
He raised the thousand-dragon disc with both hands; countless flood-dragons bared their fangs and danced in the wind. “This man may be strong, but he’s met his match. I am the god who raises dragons—no dragon-shaped spell escapes my gaze. He’s nothing to fear.”
Just as the thought crossed his mind, the dragon’s head began to spin, the water column coiling and transforming into an enormous dragon spear. The dragon’s head rested at the tip, the river water forming a razor-sharp point.
This isn’t a dragon-form spell!
The Dragon-Keeper Lord’s heart lurched—Grandpa Blind’s spear had already pierced the thousand-dragon disc, striking its single weakest point.
The force unleashed by this spear was unexpectedly small—nothing overwhelming. Yet the thousand-dragon disc suddenly collapsed, its hundred flood-dragons twisting and scattering, leaving a gaping hole at its center.
The Dragon-Keeper Lord looked up—the massive dragon spear had pierced straight through the center of the thousand-dragon disc!
The force of that spear didn’t erupt when it struck the thousand-dragon disc—so it must be waiting to explode when it hits my body. This man’s technique is extraordinary; his control over divine arts is absolute. He can see through the flaws in my spells!
The Dragon-Keeper Lord had no time to think—he stopped trying to lift the Yong River and poured all his power into his hands. Layers upon layers of barriers appeared, but the spear pierced through each one almost without resistance.
He clamped his hands around the spear tip, grunting as blood spurted—his palms were torn open, the spear point splitting his dragon scales.
His power is weaker than mine! Break!
The Dragon-Keeper Lord’s body swelled segment by segment, towering over the river valley, growing a hundred zhang tall as he forcibly lifted the spear, spinning at breakneck speed.
But the descending water dragon spear erupted with power, spinning madly. The dragon’s roar rang out, piercingly loud—both unleashed their strength, and the massive spear shattered, raining water everywhere.
The Dragon-Keeper Lord was soaked, his hands a bloody mess, trembling. He’d only managed to shatter the spear because his power surpassed the other’s—but the force within that spear was immense, and carried the full might of the Yong River.
The Yong River crashed down from above, its pressure immense. Combined with the force of the spear, it left his hands wounded.