Meng Qingying formed a seal with one hand to maintain the ritual, while her other hand pushed sideways, pressing down upon the empty air.
The Phoenix Emperor's dharma manifestation followed the push of her slender hand, swelling from small to vast as blazing Phoenix Fire charged straight at the demonic dragon.
As the rift widened and the demonic dragon's violent trembling threw the plane into chaos, this Netherworld refinement was dragged down once more. What had previously seemed like sufficient preparations might no longer be enough... Clearly, the other side had no desire to see the Netherworld close. It even wanted to fling this gate wide open.
The refinement of the Netherworld remained the focal point of both sides' struggle.
But Meng Qingying ultimately still had the Netherworld within the painting as her foundation, and her heart remained steady.
Letting the outsider in was not necessarily a bad thing. Had Qin Yi not once considered letting him in and then shutting the door to beat the dog? It was only that Yao Guang had believed they had yet to return to their peaks, and letting him in would have been nothing but courting death. Now that their strength had recovered, if he wanted to come in, then let him come in. They would prepare themselves and trap him to death—this, too, was the outcome Qin Yi's side wanted.
In other words, this battle was one Qin Yi had been hoping for as well.
Dragon and phoenix collided. Meng Qingying swayed slightly, but the power bestowed by the altar ensured that, though she was at a disadvantage, she would not crumble at the first blow.
At the same time, the Human Emperor Fortress had silently arrived behind the demonic dragon. A cannon barrel quietly extended, and every Supreme Clarity expert combined