Qin Yi came to the back of the first stone statue.
This stone statue was deeply sunk into the riverbed's silt, its feet completely submerged.
Without saying another word, Qin Yi swung the Flood Dragon Spear directly at the calf of the stone statue.
The material of this statue was not ordinary stone, very hard. Even the Flood Dragon Spear, which could cut through iron like mud, only chipped off a small piece.
"Bang! Bang...!"
Qin Yi continued to swing the Flood Dragon Spear, the stone statue's calf having a diameter of over one and a half meters.
After much effort, he finally managed to carve a crack into it, but it was still far from enough.
Water resistance was too great, and combined with his exertion, it wasn't long before Qin Yi began to feel a bit short of oxygen.
He stuck the Flood Dragon Spear into the ground, gave Tian Xie a push, then swam towards the surface to catch a breath.
