A terrifying suction surged out from within.
Even with Lin Xuan's composure, such a sudden change made his face drain with shock.
But as the saying went, once the bow was drawn, there was no turning back. At this moment, how could there still be any path of retreat?
Lin Xuan could only draw a deep breath and desperately drive all the magic power in his body.
For a time, his body was wrapped in spiritual light, and the Golden Body Dharma Image behind him also appeared lofty and towering. Corresponding to that, however, Lin Xuan's face had turned pale to an indescribable degree.
His teeth felt as if they were about to shatter from how hard he clenched them. Driving so many treasures at once—even though Lin Xuan possessed Dual Infant One Core—left his divine sense and magic power somewhat unable to hold up. Though he still had a bottle of Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Milk in his robes, at this moment, he simply could not spare a hand to take it out.
A hundred dragons roared together, the sound deafening. Yet whether Fire Flood Dragons or Ice Dragons, all of them were sucked into that strange vortex.
It was not that they had no power to resist at all, but the Nine Heavens Bright Moon Ring's strongest move had indeed been so easily dissolved.
Lin Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression turning ugly to the extreme. Even an old monster at the middle stage of the Lihe Realm could not possibly receive his move so easily. Could it be that within this Spirit Gathering Space, there truly were some hidden Laws of Heaven and Earth, making it impossible to break through anything else before reaching Lihe?
Thoughts flashed through his mind, but at this moment, how could Lin Xuan