"[Heaven's Judgment]! [Tiger's Howl, Dragon's Bellow]!"

Along the spear's breadth rose a dragon of wind and a tiger of thunder. As they twined around each other, the tip of the spear gleamed, crackling with concentrated power.

The spear strike rent the battlefield in half.

Yang Ze alone handled the eastern front. The battlefield was shrouded in thick white mist, and a horde of blue sharks seemed to roam within it. 

Many of the sura fighters quickly developed a phobia of mist and fog, and even of the water vapor that emerged from the most mundane of things.

"[Avatar of the Fae: Earthbound Prison]!" Zhou Ying released all her stored energy, causing the ground to quake...