"Crack, crack..."

The speed of the water spears was extremely fast, creating a loud noise.

A faint golden protective aura appeared around Shen Xinhe's body.

"Clang, clang..."

The water spears continued to attack Shen Xinhe's protective aura, emitting a sound akin to clashing metal.

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of water spears rained down.

Shen Xinhe's protective aura showed tiny cracks, and most deadly of all, the aura was becoming increasingly thin. Sweat had appeared on Shen Xinhe's forehead, whereas Chen Jiao remained calm, as if strolling leisurely.

This was the overpowering oppression of a superior being.

A Divine Realm Expert could use their True Qi to harness the surrounding natural forces.

He only needed to exert a tenth of his strength to wield the lake's waters for himself, while Shen Xinhe could only rely on her own power. It wouldn't take long before her energy was exhausted, leaving Shen Xinhe completely vulnerable.

"Chen Jiao, you're outrageous, show respect to my young lady, or you'll pay the price!"

Seeing this, Shen Zhong was anxious from the covered bridge.

But Chen Jiao was indifferent.

"Who cares who you are? Before the might of my God Realm, you are nothing but chickens and dogs."

"Die."

Chen Jiao lost his patience, wanting to quickly end this pressure-free battle.

He spread his arms.

"Woosh..."

Immediately, ten meters on either side of Shen Xinhe, two thick water walls appeared.

Chen Jiao brought his hands together.

The two water walls started to press towards Shen Xinhe.

"Crack, crack..."

The originally spherical protective aura began morphing into an oval, now severely deformed from pressure.

"Oh no, that woman is done for."

An observing Qi Transformation Martial Artist exclaimed in surprise.

The next moment.

"Bang."

The protective aura shattered instantly like an eggshell.

Shen Xinhe was about to be crushed into mush.

Fortunately, Shen Xinhe, acting swiftly, forced her hands up to halt the closing water walls.

Everyone understood that once the water walls closed in, Shen Xinhe would be reduced to mush.

Yet, the power disparity between the two was too great.

Shen Xinhe could only hold for three seconds before her arms began to bend.

"Is this... is this how I die?"

"I am not willing..."

Shen Xinhe fell into despair.

Her mind recalled bits of her journey in White Dragon Village and her moments with Zhang Xiaoshan, and she thought of her father's and grandfather's unfulfilled wishes, tears flowing uncontrollably.

She closed her eyes in deep anguish, awaiting death's embrace.

"It's over."

Shen Xinhe could no longer move, and Chen Jiao flicked his finger.

A water sword rushed to assassinate Shen Xinhe.

This strike was determined to end Shen Xinhe's life.

"What a pity, such a beauty was cruelly destroyed by Mr. Chen,"

The people expressed regret.

Chen Jiao turned to head ashore.

"Boom..."

At that moment.

Just when everyone thought it was over.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

Loud explosions burst from the Wei River Lake.

Column after column of water shot up into the heavens.

"Splash..."

A vortex appeared in the center of the lake.

The vortex initially was only about the size of a barrel, but rapidly expanded, forming a huge vortex with a diameter of a hundred meters in the blink of an eye.

All the lake water was whirling wildly.

The walls restraining Shen Xinhe dissipated instantly, being pulled into the vortex.

Freed, Shen Xinhe instinctively dodged.

The water sword brushed past her shoulder, narrowly missing her.

But by now, Chen Jiao had no time for Shen Xinhe, his attention drawn to the vortex on the lake surface, with a mix of alarm and astonishment.

"Roar."

The head of a gigantic creature emerged from the lake surface.

The head of a dragon.

Following closely was its immense body.

Ascending inch by inch into the sky.

At least one hundred and thirty or forty meters until it's entirely above water.

Four feet.

A dragon.

A true dragon shape.

Yet, not a real dragon, but formed of water.

More majestic compared to the dragon Chen Jiao had summoned, and far grander.

"A dragon, a real dragon."

"My heavens, how mighty."

"Where, where did that come from?"

People raised their heads, shocked and astonished, staring at the sky.

"How, how is that possible?"

Chen Jiao looked at the dragon head, utterly astounded.

As a Divine Realm Expert, his perception far surpassed others.

He could clearly sense a person standing on that dragon head.

A person who was supposed to be dead.