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The Rain Bringer Divine Maiden could only hold on for seven or eight minutes even if she wantonly absorbed the water fortune of the Treasure Mirror Mountain's deep mountain stream. In fact, she might last for even less time than this.
Jiang Qujiang was as pale as a sheet as he murmured, "Why have things turned out like this? This shouldn't be the case..."
The old fox finally noticed the pitiful state of his daughter, and he squatted down beside her yet wasn't able to do anything. He felt extremely worried, and he finally started to regret the fact that he hadn't listened to his foolish son.
Yang Chongxuan stood still inside the water mirror illusion and said, "Warm up complete. I'm not going to play around anymore."
He took a deep breath and assumed a fist stance, appearing like a primordial divine general who yearned to split a river into two. This was a fist stance that he had comprehended during his youth from a deity battle painting, an heirloom that was passed down in his clan.
The water mirror shattered with a loud crack, disintegrating into a thousand pieces like a fragile piece of glass being smashed on the ground.
The Rain Bringer Divine Maiden had no option but to activate another mystical ability, controlling the water fortune of the deep stream to form a suit of armor around her body. She tried her best to stop Yang Chongxuan from advancing.
However, the man arrived before her in a flash, throwing a punch that pierced through her abdomen. He slowly pulled his arm out of her body before using his other hand to grab her by the head and throw her to...
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