Each Showed Their Divine Powers

Mao Yi did not need to remind them; Bai Yuan and Zhu Yu had also noticed that Old Man Flame Emperor's strength was failing. They immediately began using their own methods to save themselves.

Around Bai Yuan, an inexplicable chant emerged from the void. The flames wrapped around the crimson chains swayed wildly and actually took on a trace of gold.

Zhu Yu was the most direct. Blue light surged over his entire body as torrential water-essence spiritual radiance blasted against the crimson iron chains. Vast clouds of watery white mist billowed upward, obscuring even his body.

"My magic power has been drained too severely. Otherwise, would three brats at the early Dharma Aspect stage dare hop around in my hands?" Old Man Flame Emperor snorted coldly and reached out in a grasping motion.

More and more volcanic fissures rose one after another across the Lava Dharma Aspect. Tens of thousands of chains shot out from them, tightly entangling Mao Yi and the other two again, leaving them no chance to break free.

Yet as the number of chains increased, the flames filling the sky gradually faded, and the spirit domain grew thinner, as if it would vanish the very next moment.

This sight made Mao Yi and the others even more excited. They immediately put forth more effort, hoping to escape Old Man Flame Emperor's Pseudo Spirit Domain.

What they did not notice, however, was that whenever they cast spells to resist the iron chains, a small portion of their spiritual power would mysteriously dissolve and silently merge into the chains, becoming part of Old Man Flame Emperor's Pseudo Spirit Domain.

The harder they struggled, the more power was quietly devoured. The spirit domain appeared on the verge of collapse, yet always remained at the edge of collapsing without