Sang Que's gaze steadied, and he struck with all his might.
An opera house rose from the ground, as dark clouds pressed down, with a sudden downpour.
Howling winds roared, as if a thousand troops were charging, raising huge waves that pounded against the opera house's outskirts. The white foam splashed, and the mighty waves quickly surged as if to swallow the entire building whole, their grandeur striking fear into hearts.
Zuo Jinye stood in the center of the opera house, engulfed in the torrential rain, as countless pale arms appeared out of thin air, clinging tightly to him.
He neither dodged nor evaded, smiling lightly, as the massive Black and White Impermanence rose against the waves, lowering their heads to gaze down upon the opera house, simultaneously bringing down the Soul Hook and Mourning Stick.
Jingle jangle!
