The battlefield was a chaotic mess, filled with wave after wave of howls.
"Lantern Shadow Shield! Lantern Shadows."
The woman in the white dress held an oil paper umbrella, several green lamp lanterns circling around her as she continuously flew backward.
Yet weapons streaked through the sky, the Jade Sovereign's jade robes fluttered, and danger lurked everywhere.
More despairing still, the Nüying God Statue and the Faceless Jade Sovereign hung above her head like sharp swords, ready to claim her life at any moment.
When the intensity of battle reached the level of gods, nowhere was absolutely safe.
Even if one fought their way out from among thousands of horses and soldiers and fled several kilometers away, the next second, a God's colossal body could come crashing down.
"Whoosh~"
Qingying abruptly opened her oil paper umbrella and thrust it toward the upper left. The umbrella's shadow knocked several flying swords aside, but also brought her momentum to a halt.
A terrifying pressure surged in from the west.
Qingying turned her head and looked. A Strong God had arrived!
First-Class God · Wusheng.
First-rate Evil God · Yin Huadan.
"Tsk!" The Wusheng Divine Idol let out a violent shout, and one of the six command banners floating behind it immediately shot forth.
Wild winds raged, like ghosts weeping and wolves howling.
Terrifying tornadoes appeared one after another. Not only were they enormous in scale, they also scattered in all directions.
The overall course of the tornadoes headed eastward, intending to imprison the Faceless Jade Sovereign within a wind formation.
At the very least, they would limit the Faceless Jade Sovereign's vision and impede his movements.
But the problem was that this was merely their overall direction. The specific trajectory of each tornado was utterly impossible to predict.
Divine-grade divine technique ·