"Hm?" Mao Yuheng's eyes flickered with shock, but immediately, his expression became fierce, and he pushed out both hands violently. The flood serpent in the sky hissed loudly, appearing enraged, and lunged forward even more swiftly.
"Explode!"
Zhou Heng uttered coldly, and boom, the Eight-Colored Lotus suddenly burst open. Eight types of forces repelled each other, creating a terrifying energy tempest. The flood serpent bore the brunt of it, and with a loud bang, three-quarters of the serpent's head was completely destroyed!
However, this thing was not a physical entity; it was merely a manifestation of Mao Yuheng's momentum. The remnants of its body still bit towards Zhou Heng.
