Fifth World: The King's Trident
The ice shards exploded into a million pieces obscuring Miyu Ren's vision. His tentacle-like dark shadows cleared the icicles away only to find Zhao Zhi twirling in the water with magic frost in his hand. A sharp luminous arc of water was formed at the swing of magic frost.
Miyu Ren swam up like a torpedo dodging the attack. The beautiful arc formed by magic frost was incredibly fatal as shown by how it collapsed the building Qie Anzhie fell into earlier. The demon king stretched out his hands sending the dark shadows with sharp pointed tips above Zhao Zhi's head.
Wen Qinxi immobilized the water above him creating an impenetrable ice shield causing the solidified shadows to shatter like glass on contact. "Impressive..... how about we increase the level of difficulty?" asked Miyu Ren making a strange hand signal. He bit his middle finger drawing blood and finalized his summoning.