Looking back, it was all like a fairyland.

The situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.

Although Qin Shu's arrival didn't immediately reverse the tide of battle, it still made the situation tense. Instead of a crushing victory, it became a close call. The smaller players had all left the field and entered the spectator booths. The remaining few who remained were all quite capable, forming the backbone of the Chengde River and Hengtong River.

After the two water masters joined, the cooperation between the two sides became more and more skillful.

Xuan Mo was already feeling the pressure. Each of these men was battle-hardened and adept at seizing opportunities. Despite Xuan Mo's overwhelming strength, they managed to level the playing field with their skills.

However, Xuan Mo had countless opportunities to trial and error, but these people did not.

Aside from the two Water Lords, anyone else would be forced to retreat if Xuan Mo caught them once. Therefore, the two Water Lords confronted Xuan Mo head-on, while the others took every opportunity to interfere.

At the beginning, Qing Yu fought with the intention of teaching Xuan Mo a lesson.

But in the end, he actually enjoyed this evenly matched fight to the death. Yes, a fight to the death. While there were frictions among the dragon clan, at the level of the Dragon King, the sheer intensity of battle wasn't necessarily decreasing, but it was practically nonexistent. And this fight now was exhilarating.

As for Qin Shu, she was able to stand up to Qing Yu, clearly not as dignified as she appeared. Xuan Mo had also discovered that this goddess's moves were deadly. She was also very clever, and using water power against the dragons was simply a bluff. If the Water God's authority was externally bestowed, then the dragons were gifted.

Acquired efforts are nothing compared to innate talent.

Therefore, the means used by Qin Shu was divine power. However, Qin Shu originally thought that she had found a breakthrough, but she never expected that authority and divine power were also Xuan Mo's strengths.

By the time she realized it, it was too late.

Xuan Mo simply flicked his finger, and the divine light shattered. The fragments of the divine light came into his hand: "Although I haven't used it for a long time, it doesn't seem too rusty."

"Here you go!!" Xuan Mo said, his hand flashing with divine light, smearing Qin Shu's face. However, her shock at that moment far exceeded her shock at being attacked: "How could you...?"

Xuan Mo smiled. He was so tired of hearing this sentence.

Anyone who encounters someone who is beyond common sense will ask: How could you, how could you? Nothing is impossible in this world; things are unpredictable.

Wielding divine light in one hand and a storm in the other, he fought fiercely against Qing Yu and Qin Shu. The entire body of water seemed about to be torn apart. Such a battle left the "fallen" dumbfounded, only then realizing what they had missed. Participating in such a battle would undoubtedly be immensely beneficial.

Sadly, they were already dead. The most regrettable thing was that those who landed were instantly killed, without even realizing it, before they were already on the island. I had been so engrossed in watching the excitement before, but now it was too late to regret.

The battle on the water continues.

Qing Yu felt he couldn't let go of this kind of fighting, so he roared and transformed into a dragon. It was a giant dragon with green scales. The dragon's true form was the most powerful. The dragon circled and rushed towards Xuan Mo.

This was exactly what Xuan Mo wanted. Seeing this, he became playful. Facing the approaching dragon, Xuan Mo ignited a ball of fire in his hand, and then with a flick, a fire spear appeared in his hand. After making a flower in his hand, he slashed down at the dragon.

Qingyu's pupils shrank, and he immediately swung his tail over.

The dragon's tail collided with the spear, sending up a shower of sparks. Xuan Mo immediately dislodged the dragon's tail, rubbing the spear tip against the dragon's scales as he swept across. Qing Yu endured the intense pain, gathering the clouds in his mouth and exhaling a storm of wind.

Xuan Mo punched the Storm Dragon Breath, breaking it into pieces.

The immense force caused a shockwave that made the space itself crack. With a "crack," the dragon's breath shifted as if reflected in a mirror. The space healed in an instant, but the storm itself could not be restored.

Qing Yu retreated. The previous attack had cut his dragon scales, and golden blood flowed out. When it fell into the water, it turned into golden carp and fled in all directions. This was enough to show how precious dragon blood was.

The areas struck by the Fire-Tipped Spear continued to burn, proving difficult to heal. Qingyu looked at the spear and smiled wryly: "Young friend, you certainly have a treasure on your person."

Not to mention this space, even the spear itself was no ordinary item. The fire itself was no ordinary fire either; it was stained with dragon blood, a weapon created solely to combat dragons.

"Speaking of which, the dragon race should be very wealthy, so why are you only using your physical body?" Xuanmo asked curiously.

Qingyu transformed into human form; with that spear, his dragon body was a giant target. He smiled wryly again: "I underestimated him; I've learned my lesson."

After saying this, he pulled out a cold blade from space. A chill spread, even floating around him. Looking at this extremely cold blade, Xuan Mo did not underestimate the enemy, because he could sense that being hit by it would not be pleasant.

"Young friend, this sword has been with me for a thousand years, and I rarely use it now. Please take it carefully." Qingyu was getting serious.

Even Qin Shu glanced at the dragon in surprise. The two had fought for years, yet they had never seen such a blade before. It seemed the old dragon was truly taking a beating. So he stepped back, giving the two men room to fight.

By now, those who survived have regained consciousness.

The annoyance in his heart had long since vanished, leaving only the desire for battle. No one was stupid. Initially, they were fueled by anger, but by now, that anger had dissipated during the battle. With reason returning, he understood what the Dragon King had said.

The battle between Qing Yu and Xuan Mo was very quick.

The cold sword was unsheathed, and the wind and snow drifted, and the land was frozen. Xuan Mo was still very cautious about this sword.

The battle lasted only a few breaths. Only Qin Shu saw clearly what was happening; the others had no idea what was happening. They only saw snow drifting across the waters, the world frozen in frost, then melting away in the next instant. The flaming spear swung constantly, stained with a few drops of golden blood.

The cold blade flew out and stabbed into the water, freezing a small area. Qing Yu reappeared, already on the floating island. He smiled bitterly, still underestimating Xuan Mo.

That spear had completely suppressed the frost, and the wind and snow evaporated in an instant. When the spear pierced him, he had no time to react. Truly... every generation has its own talented people. He was beginning to struggle to comprehend what was happening in this world.

This new Dragon King is even more powerful than many people imagine.

It could also be due to the spatial bonus. But if I lose, I lose. I've already given it my all, so I can't blame anyone.