Zhao Yun's gaze sharpened. Rather than being suppressed, the fighting spirit in his heart blazed even fiercer.
He gripped the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder Spear tightly, the violet radiance along its shaft growing ever more dazzling, as though responding to its master's unyielding will.
"Trying to keep me here? It won't be that easy!"
Zhao Yun roared as the spiritual power within him surged like a raging torrent, pouring into the Purple Firmament Divine Thunder Spear without reservation.
"Besides, the ones who will truly be left behind are you!"
With that, his figure flashed, turning into an afterimage as he charged at the white-robed old man with the force of thunder.
Wherever the spearhead pointed, space seemed to tear open in streaks of black fractures.
The surrounding air was violently compressed, erupting with deafening booms.
The white-robed old man's expression darkened. He had not expected Zhao Yun to launch such a fierce attack even under the suppression of the Heavenly Sound Divine Bell.
His hands rapidly formed seals as he chanted under his breath, and the Heavenly Sound Divine Bell rang out once more with a melodious chime.
This time, the bell's chime contained a powerful force of confinement.
The soundwaves spread toward Zhao Yun like layers upon layers of invisible shackles.
Caught within them, Zhao Yun felt as though he had sunk into a swamp, every movement becoming extraordinarily difficult.
However, this was not all Zhao Yun had. He was merely accustomed to using spear techniques; it was not as though he had run out of options.
All of a sudden, Zhao Yun's aura changed.
Powerful Five Elements spiritual power burst forth, swirling around his body.
The Five Elements spiritual power directly isolated the soundwaves outside.
The sensation of struggling through a swamp vanished in an instant.
Freed from