"Sea God Thirteen Styles, First Style—Formless Storm."
In the sky, Dai Yao held the Sea God Trident and called out softly.
Golden ripples spread outward, and all of Heaven Dou City was shrouded in a layer of golden light. Around Dai Yao, five golden rings abruptly appeared.
Formless Storm was the first style of the Sea God Thirteen Styles, the only restraining skill among the thirteen styles, and also the strongest restraining skill. Once it hit, no matter how strong the opponent was, they would be unable to move an inch for eight seconds. Even if the gap in strength was too great, it would restrain them for at least three seconds.
"What is this?"
Second Elder and the others' faces filled with suspicion and uncertainty.
They could sense the terrifying aura coming from the Golden Trident, but they had no idea what this move was.
Before they could react, Dai Yao swung the long halberd in his hand. Five golden rings, rippling like water, shot out without making the slightest sound, like stars chasing the moon, striking separately toward Tang Xiao and the four elders.
"This brat escaped from our encirclement and deliberately hid himself, only showing up after this spirit skill was complete. In other words, he believes this spirit skill can stop us. Sect Master, we must be careful!"
Second Elder's gaze was grave as he spoke cautiously.
Hearing this, Tang Xiao nodded in agreement. The way he looked at Dai Yao was filled with wariness.
The fact that Dai Yao had escaped from their foolproof combined attack was absolutely no accident. And when facing the Martial Soul Avatars of five people, that brat had not even used a spirit skill. One had to know that if his angle had been off by even the slightest fraction,