Shui Wujun unleashed his power, and the Red River surged, its waves roaring furiously.
"Judging by the flow of Shui Wujun's aura, he must have already mastered more than seven fragments of the Water Series Laws," a young man with divine presence said. He had a silver horn on his head, which did not diminish his handsomeness at all, but instead added an unconventional charm.
"Heh, only seven?" Another man laughed. He had green hair, which upon close examination, was marked with terrifying meridian patterns.
"If it's only seven, that's not enough to compare with us!" A woman said. She was no less beautiful than Lan Ran, with divine flames fluttering behind her.
"Oh, how many Laws fragments have you all cultivated?" Lan Ran looked at them and asked.
"At least no less than ten." The young man with the silver horn said, a faint cold smile on his lips, looking extremely arrogant.
