Catalysis

"Still trying to run?" With a thought from Yuan Ming, the Primordial Dao Seal within his body was activated.

At once, a seven-colored vortex burst forth like a blooming lotus, enveloping an area of more than a dozen yards around him.

The seven-colored vortex spun at high speed, like a colossal beast devouring heaven and earth, shredding all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this area into nothingness.

On the stairs below and to the left, a blurry figure gradually emerged. It was Sima Changqin, clutching that ancient zither tightly in his hands.

Yuan Ming flipped his palm, turning it into a sharp claw, and suddenly reached toward the lower left. He seized the ancient zither in Sima Changqin's hands and yanked it hard.

Though Sima Changqin exerted all his strength to reclaim it, before Yuan Ming's unmatched power, the ancient zither was snatched away in an instant.

As the ancient zither left him, Sima Changqin's body gradually changed from illusory to solid, appearing before everyone once more.

Yet before he had the chance to cast any spell, Yuan Ming's blurred right leg lashed out like lightning, striking him squarely in the abdomen.

Sima Changqin only felt an immense force crash into him. He was sent flying, and before he could even fall, spiritual light surging from the stairs enveloped him and teleported him back below the staircase.

Yuan Ming swiftly formed several sealing incantations over the ancient zither, then unceremoniously stored it in the Heaven-Stealing Cauldron.

After landing, Sima Changqin's face was livid, his eyes filled with fury and resentment.

On these stairs, he simply could not unleash his full strength. Under normal circumstances, how could he have been defeated so easily?

Moreover, he could no longer sense the ancient zither. It was his bonded spirit treasure,