He raised his right hand, and all the magic power in his body poured into the Long Spear in his grasp like floodwaters bursting through a dike.
In an instant, a clear ringing blared out. Mottled runes covered the surface of the treasure, five-colored spiritual light flowing across it. Then Lin Xuan lifted the treasure and brought it down, viciously chopping and thrusting toward the ground below.
With his movement, a fierce, baleful aura surged up, accompanied by countless runes flickering in and out of sight as they pulsed from the surface of the Long Spear.
These characters were also rare and archaic, completely different from small-seal script and Demon Markings, and instead bore some resemblance to the script of the Demon Race.
After another brief moment, those characters flashed with spiritual light and actually formed circle after circle. A strange and exquisitely wrought array appeared before him.
Afterward, crescent-shaped blades of light emerged one after another!
Unlike ordinary blades of light, there were actually profound miniature Arrays attached within them.
"Ha!"
Lin Xuan's thunderous shout entered his ears. Wherever that Crescent Moon Blade passed, space seemed like a pane of glass, shattering inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Spatial laws!"
Taowu's face changed in horror. He stared with eyes as large as copper bells, almost thinking he had seen wrong.
In that instant, he was even a little dazed. A mere Spirit Division Stage cultivator had actually driven spatial laws, and they were laws of no low level at that.
But very quickly, Taowu snapped awake, and the daze on his face was replaced by tension.
If he had not been injured, even if the other party's attack employed laws, he would still have ways to deal with it. However, at this moment, dragging