At the Heaven-Linking Cloud Sea, beneath the Sacred Flame Cliff. A young man in a black robe with a somber face was sitting cross-legged on a skiff, circulating his breath and regulating his qi. After a long while, he looked at the vast sea of clouds before him.
Rumble!
In an instant, the sea of clouds began to churn. Waves surged toward the sky, one after another, rolling toward the black-robed young man as he circulated his qi, crashing down upon him. Almost simultaneously, the black-robed young man opened his eyes, his magical power soaring to its absolute limit before being unleashed.
A stream of "Heavenly Crafts True Qi," refined through immense hardship, slammed down. It seized rivers, grasped seas, captured clouds, and suppressed mists, forcibly calming the crashing wave. However, before he could catch his breath, a second wave followed right behind.
"Well met!"
The black-robed youth let out a long cry, and his Heavenly Crafts True Qi moved in response, continuously manifesting sabers, spears, swords, and halberds, chariots and horses, whistling as it met the second wave.
Bang!