The snow-white, tens of meters squared in area, and about thirty-meters-tall, seal-shaped fort flew swiftly in the air, smashing down.
Dark Water Yao Yao roared while hacking on the white fort with all his strength. Followed by a loud bang, Dark Water Yao Yao gave a muffled snort in pain. His long forked tongue swished out of his mouth as he took tens of steps backward in a row. The wave treading under his feet collapsed, nearly throwing him down from the air.
A three-inches-deep, very thin slash was clearly visible on the white fort. Fire sparkles dazzled out from the slash, while the fort was sent to hundreds of miles away by Dark Water Yao Yao with his blade. The fort flew rapidly backward, tearing the air and leaving clear white traces in the sky.