—Creeping Depths!—
The darkness wrapped itself around Wang Ling's body and the water broke through imaginable barriers in the air and crashed unto an unmoving piece. Once again, the twins fell and as they looked over, the asshole wasn't even flustered, "…how?"
Around Wang Ling was an invisible glow. On his nape was the white circle that surrounds the wings glowing inconspicuously. It was a subtle change, and Wang Ling could already feel his senses being shot up to eleven.
With his thoughts alone, he spread the essence of his purified qi chaos and allowed it to settle on the decimated earth. From weeds to flowers and eventually, the grounds were restored, by a simple thought and gesture, [I don't need a drop of blood anymore.]
He moved his left hand, a gust of wind was called, he moved his right hand, and the skies rumbled with the rolling of thunder and lightning.