"Master Hua, allow me to speak," Lai Shenxiang said, stepping forward with the Evil Spirit Zen Stick wrapped in yellow cloth slung across his back.
"Of course, Lai Shenxiang. Please, go ahead," Hua Xiaotian said without any pleasantries.
"The Qiantang River is currently in a state of Yin River. I don't mean to build them up at our own expense, but in its present condition, I'm afraid that apart from you, Master Hua, anyone else who touches the water will die instantly. Even if they somehow survive, they will be gravely injured. The chilling aura emanating from the depths is unlike anything I have ever encountered. Our only option is to remain positioned in the air above the river and use the essence of Magic to survey the situation and lay our formations. I can't think of any other way. Do any of the other Masters have a better idea?"
Lai Shenxiang turned to look at his colleagues. As expected, they all shook their heads.
"Lai Shenxiang is absolutely right," one of them said.
