There had been an enraged expression on Lake Lord Yin Hou's face when Chen Ping'an had shattered the golden body of Algae Stream's canal master, as if he were about to unleash a wrathful attack at any moment. In fact, it was as if he might even go as far as to charge ashore.0

When Chen Ping'an obliterated the godly body of the river god with a single punch, however, the lake lord's heart surprisingly became as calm as a tranquil pond, with his expression equally as calm and indifferent. Facing the outsider who was like a lone steed charging a formation by himself, Yin Hou raised a hand and held two fingers together, summoning an orb of golden light and an orb of turquoise light that condensed into two snake-like wisps that hovered on his fingertips and intertwined with each other. 0

Lake Lord Yin Hou gently flicked his hand, causing mist to rise from the surface of Verdant Bamboo Lake with him as the center. Azure smoke instantly enveloped an area of three hundred meters in radius.0

Over at the dock, to say nothing of Ghost Axe Palace's Du Yu, even Yan Qing was unable to see anything but a vast expanse of misty white when she channeled her Qi to look over. She was unable to see the lake lord and the many scholarly officials and martial officials of the dragon palace. Meanwhile, the old ancestor of the Treasure Basin Immortal Realm had seemingly activated a valuable treasure of the immortal force, with a burst of treasure light vaguely visible and protecting all of the cultivators of the immortal force. The cultivators then started to slowly retreat, most likely intending to leave the battlefield and hand everything to Lake Lord Yin Hou to deal with.0

A faint golden python and a turquoise snake continuously circled around the outskirts of the misty dome, swaying their tails as they soared through the skies and appearing like the descendants of flood dragons that were controlling the clouds and...0