As the Mystical of Water spread, Ling Fei immediately felt the air before him collapse. An invisible power bore down on him, making his breath catch in his throat.
'The Mystical of Water?' Ling Fei was taken aback, sensing a profound Mystical radiating from his opponent.
For a moment, his interest in the Mystical of Water grew.
Ling Fei immediately released his Heart Spirit to perceive the fluctuations ahead. At the same time, the Sword Intent emanating from his body grew increasingly dense.
"I'm making my move!" Zheng Yishui's gaze sharpened, and he abruptly drew his hands inward.
HUM!
With a pulling motion of his hands, a vast surge of Pill Essence immediately swept out from his body.
Every strand of this Pill Essence was saturated with the dense Power of Water Essence.
The Water Essence around Zheng Yishui coalesced into a river. Its momentum continued to build, sending invisible ripples of pressure toward Ling Fei.
The great river surged!
