A terrifying blade light shot out, clashing against the seawater, attempting to tear through it. However, whenever a small opening appeared, the surrounding seawater surged in, rapidly sealing the tear, forcing the blade light to retreat constantly, its energy dissipating bit by bit.
"How is this possible!"
"How could Big Brother's Extreme Flame Blade be blocked by this seawater?"
The cultivator in the green robe, responsible for defense, turned pale, staring at the scene before him in disbelief.
The two brothers had taken the lives of several Mahayana cultivators using this exact weapon. Those Mahayana cultivators had exhausted every possible means to fend off the blade before being slain.
Yet the mysterious Mahayana cultivator standing in the distance not only blocked their attack but seemed to have the upper hand. If this continued, the blade light would inevitably be completely worn away!
"Who are you?! Why did you attack us?!"
