Chu Bamboo's eye twitched.
However, after his experience with Li Kang... he realized that Ning Linglong probably didn't understand what he was saying either. 'Does she think I'm casting a spell? Wait, why did I suddenly say that? Isn't that a famous saying from the Taoist School...?'
In the next moment, Ning Linglong's tone quickened as she switched back to Dream Language. "Earth, fire, wind, water—water, come! Form of the vortex!"
Terrifying waves swelled from thin air, forming into water blades that spun relentlessly, crashing into the black shadow like a small maelstrom.
The black shadow struggled and roared. The shrill sound made the already cracked glass tremble violently before suddenly shattering.
"??? What's happening now?"
"Ah! My ears..."
"What the hell was that?"
The angry shouts of neighbors echoed from all around, mixed with the faint, anxious sounds of people wondering if there had been an explosion somewhere.
