Suddenly, the Water God's essence came, a soothing contrast to the violence before it. It flowed through his meridians like a tranquil river, cool and endless. But its gentleness was deceptive—the moment Yun Lintian relaxed, the current tightened, threatening to drown him in its depths.
He wrestled against the tide, forcing it into submission until it became an unbreakable wellspring of stamina within him.
The Wind God's gale came next, howling through the chamber like a vengeful spirit. It sliced at his skin, seeking to flay him alive, but Yun Lintian stood firm.
He inhaled deeply, and the wind bent, its fury tempered into precision. Speed unlike anything he had known before thrummed in his veins—now, even the blink of an eye was an eternity to him.
