Dark Horse, The Empress Strikes Rich

"Fine!"

"If you won't come out, I'll shatter the entire stage. Let's see where you can hide then!"

"You can keep hiding until you die!"

The Sea Sedation Sect disciple roared furiously, his trident expanding dramatically in his hands as torrents of seawater surged around him. The terrifying surge of water element spiritual energy filled the entire arena.

This formidable attack was akin to the full-force strike of a late Saint Stage cultivator. The surrounding factions, witnessing this spectacle, were astonished. They had initially considered the Sea Sedation Sect disciple to be merely an elite, but their perceptions had now shifted.

Such an attack from a mid-stage Saint cultivator suggested that the disciple must be a core member of the Sea Sedation Sect. For a disciple from Lanyan Royal School to push a core member of the Sea Sedation Sect to such extremes indicated that their own strength was formidable.