Above the Sea of Suffering, visible ripples burst open one after another, like pebbles cast into a lake, as a figure darted through the crowd.
"Rumble!"
With every pass, turbulent ripples erupted across the boundless sea of Banner Spirits, blasting open holes both large and small.
Yet in the next instant, fresh Banner Spirits filled those gaps, as though they were endless. Different Banner Spirits formed different battle arrays, like razor-sharp blades weaving around Sky Soaring, dazzling spells and divine abilities pouring forth without cease.
These attacks had no real effect.
After all, Lu Yang was merely borrowing Thunderclap Fire's power. His mastery of its mysteries remained at the most basic level; he had never expected to harm Sky Soaring.
The Banner Spirits' sole purpose was to trigger All-Evil Slay.
At that moment, Lu Yang could clearly sense that under the Banner Spirits' siege, Sky Soaring was weakening at a visible rate.
What a pity, the talent has a cooldown.
It was not a long cooldown, but it still existed. Thus, even with the Banner Spirits' human-wave tactics, he had only triggered it twelve times in a short span.
The next moment, Sky Soaring suddenly exhaled deeply.
Boiling smoke immediately spread outward, like a giant hand slowly unfurling its five fingers and gathering every Banner Spirit beneath its palm.
Then it gave a light wipe.
There was no warning, no aftermath. As if merely wiping away a stain, the entire sea of Banner Spirits was effortlessly erased!
At almost the same instant, Lu Yang's pupils contracted sharply.
For as he wiped out every Banner Spirit, Sky Soaring's narrow eyes had already locked onto him, their sharpness sending a chill through his heart.
With that thought, Lu Yang's figure immediately turned illusory. He was clearly preparing to hide within the Logic