Infinite Mana In The Apocalypse

Martial Uncle Softsword watched in stupefaction as the [Dragon Form] formation that was famously known by many sects suddenly come to a halt. The formation was very powerful, as it used the energies of multiple cultivators to keep the form active and bring destruction to Mountain Sea Sect's enemies.

Yet at this moment in time, in a body of water where the abilities of the [Mountain Sea Sect's Sixth Style- Dragon Form] should have been even further boosted, it had come to a complete stop as the disciples at the Gold and Nascent Core became wrapped in arcs of blue lightning.

The blue lightning wrapped through all of them indiscriminately and began causing shock damage while holding the disciples in place.

Martial Uncle Softsword's face became hard as he found even when he sent his Rebirth Realm energy to disrupt the lightning that wrapped around many of the disciples in the Blue Dragon, it wasn't doing anything.

Shock!

His mind moved as he wondered just which expert he had overlooked could perform such a peculiar skill that even he couldn't break. The question was why did it only target those at the Gold and Nascent Core, and leave the remaining disciples at the Violet Core as well as him untouched?

His mind worked at high speeds as he tried to find a solution, sweat trickling down his face amongst the sea of water as the Blue Dragon Form he controlled came to a standstill.

RAA!

The pain on the disciple's faces increased over time as the ones they were attacking also began to retaliate, the one letting out strength similar to him moving actively with his pulsating trident to land attacks on the Blue Dragon.

A few seconds later, the disciples at the Nascent Core began letting out dying screams as the lightning binding them had caused too much damage, and their figures were burnt to a crisp!

Martial Uncle Softsword's face became livid at this as he screamed.

is someone strong like you targeting weak disciples huh?! Come out and face

AAH!

and explosive weaponry neared the Blue Dragon that seemed to be held in place as

you think the Mountain Sea Sect would take this

of lightning wrapping and taking the lives of his sect's disciples. His wrathful face looked at the

to the other sects that descended to this world with us. We from the World

trying his best not to falter from the screams he continued to hear. He cared a lot for his disciples as he watched them grow and taught them all they

"Martial Uncle!"

us fight

Core disciples were unwilling as they let out the messages, not bearing to see the sight in front of them where the chains of lightning continued to reap the lives of disciples they had known since they entered the

someone of the same power. I will stay behind and hold them back, but I do not

ice and bones formed to shred the resplendent scales of the Blue Dragon. A whirlpool of lesser strength than the [Dragon's Breath] of the formation he controlled also appeared to cause the chaotic rotation of the

tail section and claws of the formation were either already killed by the chains of lightning, or now became shredded at the appearance of

"Martial Uncle!"

"Martial Uncle!"

towards them, transporting them out of the [Mountain Sea Sect's Sixth Style- Dragon Form] formation. The two disciples had unwilling faces as their figures appeared outside the Blue Dragon and they began rushing out into the depth of the sea. They would not waste their Martial Uncle's

running away as multiple submarines went to chase towards them. On the other side where fiendish beasts were letting out constant attacks on the halted Blue Dragon, a silvery light flashed as

RAA!

him with bloodshot eyes as more and more disciples continued to fall from the lightning

I

his mouth as he looked at the disciples he had no way of saving...and released