Asura Mode

Rumble—!

Within the Yellow Sand Veiling the Sun Array, heaven and earth changed color as yellow sand howled.

The sand filling the sky was no ordinary grit. Every grain had been compressed and condensed from spiritual energy refined to the utmost purity, each as heavy as a thousand jun. They whistled, spun, and collided, producing piercing shrieks that set teeth on edge. Wherever they passed, even space was ground into fine cracks!

The once-hard jade floor of the battle platform was being scoured down, flattened, and reduced to powder before the naked eye beneath the endless sandstorm.

Tianji Zi stood at the heart of the sandstorm. Crackling sounds rang continuously from his dark gold Minggu Battle Armor—the sound of sand grains striking the armor plates at high speed. He raised his head toward the blazing sun suspended above the yellow sand and felt the terrifying pressure around him, enough to shred a True Monarch Realm expert. At last, all disdain faded from his dark gold eyes, leaving only solemnity and deep wariness.

"An eighth-grade Spirit Array Master..."

He gritted his teeth, his voice emerging through the helmet with a trace of incredulous shock.

An eighth-grade Spirit Array Master corresponded precisely to the True Monarch Realm! In other words, the array before him already possessed killing power capable of threatening his life!

At the center of the array, Lu Changsheng floated above the yellow sand. His entire body was drenched in blood, his tattered clothes snapping wildly in the sandstorm. The five fingers of his right hand were twisted at a grotesque angle; his bones had clearly shattered.

Yet his eyes were cold and sharp as blades. His left hand constantly changed hand seals before his chest, and with every seal that fell, the entire grand array roared and trembled.

"Gather!"