Multiple water surfaces surged with tremendous force. Even some beasts couldn't withstand that powerful current. It was terrifying and, at the same time, strange.
The person standing in the sky was puzzled. The Violet Dragon Blood River had a giant dam, but this dam seemed to have vanished from existence. There were no signs of its destruction, as if the event had occurred the moment someone snapped their fingers and caused such a catastrophe.
Clark descended to the ground majestically.
With his half-disfigured face, he advanced with steady steps after sensing several immortal auras.
One of them was from the Wu Clan, named Wu Yong.
The other three, toward whom Wu Yong was directing hateful glances, were:
Tai Quan, another one also named Tai Hua.
But the last one, who arrogantly declared himself master of the place: the reclusive cultivator Kang Hua.
However, they all turned to see the newcomer, their faces wearing ugly expressions mixed with a disgusting feeling.
