This rain is crystal clear, obviously a pale jade-green, but as it pours down in torrents, it shrouds the heavens and earth in a haze of grey mist.
The youth in brocade clothes raised a mana shield against it, sighing:
"This is the anomaly that arises when a Lu Shui Foundation Establishment Cultivator falls… So this is the East Sea… Foundation Establishment Cultivators dying so casually in some sea region."
Li Xuanfeng, meanwhile, pondered in his heart the momentum and appearance of that dragon child he had just spotted, and mused:
"Truly different from the rest; the East Sea Dragon Kind must wield myriad spells yet unshown. If it comes to a true clash, I fear it will be hard to slay… Unless there's a domain broad enough upon the sea, perhaps it could be worn down unto death."
Of course, he had no intention of provoking the Dragon Kind; he was merely evaluating the strengths of both sides, his mind clear on the matter.
