The water was neither constant nor consistent.
Chen Jingzhai defended himself with the White Jade Sword as the water dragon surrounded him.
All the water-colored swords hit the water dragon head-on and slowly melted away by the water dragon.
But after a few moments, the water dragon could not take it anymore.
The Dharma Intent within the water dragon had been consumed by the sword's will.
Although Chen Jingzhai's Dharma Intent was not less than that of Jiang Youning's, there were simply too many water-colored swords for him to deal with. Moreover, Jiang Youning's sword's will was far too unusual.
The water dragon that melted those water-colored swords quickly became ponderous and dissipated soon after.
Immediately, Chen Jingzhai turned to the Golden Flame Sword as the flames blazed around him.
"It's useless, Little Master-Uncle!"