Ye Luoli: The tides rise and fall, the moon whispers softly.

Chapter 209 Returning to Familiar Places [5] A Feeling of Déjà Vu

But before Wu Shenling could take the increasingly exhausted Soul Martial Halberd back into his hand, he noticed something was wrong—the halberd, which should have gradually stopped attacking, suddenly generated a powerful force out of thin air, even stronger than before, which forced Wu Shenling back several meters.

"How is this possible?" Even though he was horrified, Martial God Ling had no choice but to react quickly. He unleashed his powerful immortal energy and clashed with the halberd once more.

However, he still underestimated Shui Qingli's strength. The immortal power contained in the halberd was layered upon layered, like waves rising one after another. Every time he was exhausted, new power would replenish him.

"Little Lingzi!" Seeing that Martial God Ling was having a hard time, Bafeng immediately used magic to help: "Gentle Breeze, Wind Blade!"

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Several wind blades struck the Soul Martial Halberd at a very off-center angle, barely changing its direction, and grazed past Martial God Ling before crashing into a distant pillar.

"boom--"

The distant stone pillars shattered inch by inch and collapsed with a roar. Only then did the halberd lose its power, fall to the ground, and dissipate into specks of light.

"Little Lingzi, are you alright?" Bafeng looked at the wound on Wushen Ling's arm caused by the Soul Martial Halberd and was at a loss.

Wu Shenling's warlike nature always brought him countless dangers and caused him a lot of worry.

"I'm fine..." Martial God Ling hid his arms, which were numb from the shock and almost had their bones broken, not daring to let Ba Feng notice.

He looked at Shui Qingli and deliberately changed the subject: "But Prince Shui is indeed as powerful as ever."

Meanwhile—

"A light dust mote, three thousand scenes unfold! Silver Dust Bow!"

Seeing that simple spells couldn't break through the shield and reach Shui Qingli, Yin Chen made a decisive move and summoned his weapon, the Yin Chen Bow.

Her slender fingers lightly touched the bowstring, and she drew back the Silver Dust Bow. A silver-purple arrow, formed from gathered dust, silently appeared and shot towards Shui Qingli.

"A light dust mote, three thousand scenes, a silver arrow!"

The long silver arrow flew to Shui Qingli's side in the blink of an eye, striking the shield beside him without making a sound.

Seeing this, Shui Qingli strengthened the shield around her, trying to directly block Yin Chen's attack.

"Long time no see, you've probably almost forgotten my abilities, haven't you?" Yin Chen revealed a remarkably bright smile: "My arrows are made of smoke, not solid matter, making them difficult to catch~"

The next moment, the silver arrow that struck the shield suddenly shattered, turning back into all-pervasive dust that merged into the two water dragons.

The water dragon was quickly disintegrated by the dust, and the shield around Shui Qingli also shattered and dissipated at this moment.

"Water droplets freeze, waterspout!"

Shui Qingli frowned slightly, seemingly surprised that Yin Chen had broken through his shield with such a simple method.

However, he was also very aware of how troublesome Yin Chen's dust magic was, so he did not hesitate to use a water tornado to clear away the dust around him in order to prevent being accidentally hit.

It has to be said that he was careless this time.

"Slightly clear, yet flowing freely!"

Seeing the waterspout disappear, Youfuyun immediately stirred up the fog and haze, trying to completely surround Shui Qingli again.

"This is really troublesome." Shui Qingli couldn't see the enemy's exact location, and she couldn't keep passively defending like this, so she decided to try a large-scale attack that would consume magic again.

"Water droplets freeze, yet the flowing water remains unharmed!"

Countless water arrows shot out in all directions again, attacking all points indiscriminately.

For a moment, the several Dharma Aspects cautiously stopped their attacks, some forming shields, others dodging in all directions, all afraid of being hit by Shui Qingli's water arrows.

It wasn't that I was worried about the power of the water arrow, but rather that Shui Qingli's magic was so shameless that she could use blood as a weapon. Who knew if being injured by this seemingly harmless water arrow would lead to her suffering the same fate as Zhen?

Shui Qingli, who had used the "Flowing Water Without Sorrow" technique, did not make another move. He sensed the Dharma images in the hall desperately dodging the spells, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his tightly pursed lips. He said to Qianqian, who was watching the battle in his mind, "Qianqian, I feel like I've seen this scene before."

Yes, it feels familiar...

Shui Qingli seemed to remember that day thousands of years ago, in this place that seemed to have never changed, he defeated the other eight Dharma Aspects and then grasped the hand that was only reaching out to him.

From then on, the ruler of water submitted to only one person.

But thinking about it now, I still feel a sense of things having changed and people being no longer the same.

Back then, he gave everything to follow and protect him, but now... he's leaving him to reclaim his original form!

【to be continued…】

[TO BE CONTINUED…]

Pear: There's a difference, isn't there? Before it was a series of attacks, now it's... a group brawl! [Thinking]