The other two Hall Masters appeared relatively inadequate, their faces showing shock.
Fu Qinglan sighed softly. Without any visible movement, a touch of green brilliance slowly unfolded, shielding the coral formed by the Spirit Qi.
"Hmph!"
At this moment, a cold snort broke the deadlock.
Zhan Bingtao took a step forward, his overwhelming aura transforming into a sharp battle spear that pierced through the vast ocean, shattering the boundless coral.
The battle spear moved as if cutting through the bamboo, straight ahead.
The coral rose and fell, continuously generating and dissipating, relentlessly attacking the battle spear.
This strange sight appeared dazzling to outsiders, but in reality, it was the purest domain clash.
When the battle spear arrived three feet before Zhou Yunshen, a serious expression finally appeared on Zhou Yunshen's face.
With a sweep of his large sleeve, the battle spear instantly vanished into smoke.
