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"Such astonishing control! Such robust mana!"
Shen Ying had always been partly focused on Wang Ba, and now, seeing Wang Ba’s move akin to a stroke of genius—the Sky-Scorching Great Fire—he first showed a look of surprise, and then was overjoyed:
"Although it’s leveraging momentum, it already has some of Senior Brother Yao’s style!"
With his insight, it was not difficult for him to see that Wang Ba’s Five Elements technique was not rare, but the difficulty lay in the control of mana and the requirements for its quantity.
Ordinary cultivators, wanting to release such a terrifying amount of spells in one breath, even Nascent Soul cultivators, would find it completely overwhelming.
It’s not just a matter of insufficient mana.
Any slight mistake, and the chain would not form, and they would likely self-destruct before injuring others.
Yet Wang Ba was able to unleash over a hundred spells in just a few breaths’ time without error, demonstrating such astonishing power of mana control that it was likely even stronger than that of his own master at the same realm.
Subconsciously, he thought:
"Senior Brother Yao’s magical combat is rugged and unrestrained, but who would have thought that the disciple he took would be so meticulous and precise? It really is what..."
The words "what merit or ability" almost slipped out inadvertently, but remembering the great debt he owed to Senior Brother Yao, he simply could not utter them.
These thoughts in his mind were but a fleeting moment.
Seeing the five people opposite show a look of urgency, about to join forces to stop the wall of Sky-Scorching Fire, he calmed down instead, lifting his sleeve as waves surged out towards the five men and the eight puppets, laughing aloud:
"Gentlemen, you’ve come from afar and have yet to finish your tea; why the rush to leave?"
The waves surged like rivers and seas pouring out, vast and nearly unstoppable.
Though they were late in coming, they were like a quagmire, instantly surrounding the five men!
"Shen Ying!"
"You’re courting death!"
The burly man from Tupi Continent tried to escape, but was knocked down by a wave and turned back furiously.
He was clad in priestly hide, wielding a golden skull-headed magic wand, and with a thunderous motion, slammed it toward the ground!
Centered around him, innumerable sprouts and grass blades rapidly grew along the waves!
The waves slowed down.
Another cultivator from Tupi Continent conjured two round human-head magic tools, hurling them towards Shen Ying.
The monk from Xituo Continent, chanting sutras, was enveloped in golden light, quickly surrounding the group of five.
Another, with prayer beads in hand, conjured a dignified Buddha image above him and pressed his palms towards Shen Ying.
Whereas the lean Daoist cultivator from Daosheng Continent hastily drove the eight puppets towards that towering blaze below.
Facing the angry retaliation of the four, Shen Ying stood with a smile.
By his side, countless Water Dragons flew out of the waves, soaring to meet them head-on.
The Water Dragons roared, the waves raged!
Amidst the rippling water, countless droplets swarmed towards Shen Ying from the distant sea.
At this place and time, unless an Immortal Ascension stepped in, he stood on invincible ground.
But victory was not guaranteed just because he could not be beaten.
Shen Ying attended to the five opponents while looking downwards.
Now, it was up to them.
...
Boom!
The near-purple flames of the Sky-Scorching Fire surged horizontally!
With an overwhelming force, it reached the group of Nascent Soul cultivators from the Three Continents who were advancing on Wang Ba in almost no time.
Their pupils constricted!
Sensing the terrifying power of the Fire Element within.
In panic, they circulated their mana to try and flee.
But at that moment.
From the blue waters below, suddenly emerged a massive lizard covered in scale armor, its flesh blurred and looking somewhat pitiful.
Its indifferent vertical eyes stared upwards.
An invisible force burst forth from it in an instant!
The mana of the people above stalled in that moment!
"Primal Magnetic Power?!"
Their expressions changed drastically!
Those who had crossed the Eightfold Sea were not necessarily all afraid of Primal Magnetic Power.
However, this sudden emergence of the Primal Magnetic Power caused their normally fluid mana to experience an instant’s delay.
Normally, this slight delay might be entirely irrelevant.
But at this very moment, it posed a threat to life and death!
Whoosh—
The flames instantly engulfed these individuals.
First, their magic treasures’ light rapidly melted away, followed by their spirit items’ radiance, magic barriers...
Boom, boom!
Two figures burst forth one after another from the flames, then fell like kites with broken strings toward the waters below.
Meanwhile, the bodies of the others quickly shrunk as they struggled amidst the flames.
Screams that could chill the soul sounded from within the fire.
Then, in the sky above, clouds gathered once more.
The blood rain that fell was instantly vaporized into red smoke by the fire.
Yet the wall of fire continued unabated, pushing towards the direction of the Abyssal Dragon Whale.
Witnessing this horrific scene.
On these shores by the Eightfold Sea, whether from Da Jin or the Three Continents’ cultivators, faces were filled with solemnity.
Especially those from the two groups in the direction of the firewall’s path, all had expressions of shock and fear.
"Run!"
The Da Jin monks, having received advance warning from Wang Ba, and feeling the terrifying flames firsthand, did not dare to delay any further, immediately resisting with all their might before scattering in all directions.
And the cultivators from the Three Continents, vastly outnumbering the Da Jin monks, in their haste, even with some highly skilled among them managing to dodge and promptly rescue others, focused almost exclusively on saving those from their own continents.
Many Golden Core craftsmen, panic-stricken, were quickly enveloped by the swiftly advancing flames.
Whereas the Da Jin monks took the chance to escape from the encirclement of the Three Continents’ Cultivators.
"Da Jin monks, form up!"
Lifting his palm, he conjured a Water Dragon and immediately seized a long spear with its mouth.
Shen Ying swept his Spiritual Sense over the situation below and, seizing the opportunity at this moment, shouted loudly.
