Rip...
Da Xia's dagger was exceptionally sharp, instantly tearing through the skin of several soldiers. His dagger was already stained with blood, and within a short time, the blood groove of the dagger was slowly flowing with fresh blood. Da Xia spun around, grabbed a soldier's neck with one hand, and swiftly followed through with the dagger, claiming the soldier's life. He then dodged the opponent's short knife and once again charged into the enemy's ranks.
At this time, the sky was ominously overcast, and the once bright moonlight was obscured, the shining silver disk in the sky had vanished. Instead, a slowly rising typhoon was emerging. The enormous sea breeze blew, stirring big waves across the surface of the sea.
Boom...
A bizarre purple lightning bolt struck down, followed by a rumbling thunder that nearly caused the entire ground to tremble. The soldiers on the island were startled by the scene. Yanzi looked up at the eerie sky and said, "Is a typhoon about to start?"
