Seeing how ferocious the attack from above was, Song Qingming, hiding within the array, could only desperately channel the array disk in his hand and drive the formation's power to its limit.
The White Spiritual Light descended and immediately blasted the pool water below into the air, forcing the others nearby to hurriedly cast spells to steady themselves.
At the same time, a dazzling burst of White Spiritual Light appeared atop the "black shield" below, blocking the vision of everyone above.
After the white light dissipated, they saw that although the "black shield" below was swaying endlessly, it had still not changed much.
The middle-aged man holding the white silver hammer, along with the many Demon Race experts beside him, all revealed traces of surprise in their eyes.
Even with his cultivation suppressed by the Restriction space, the middle-aged man could still maintain the Nascent Soul Middle Stage. His cultivation was the highest among all those present.
Yet the "black array" before them had calmly withstood such a ferocious strike from him. This truly exceeded their expectations and added a few ugly shades to the middle-aged man's face.
"I really underestimated him. Since that is the case, let us see how long he can keep holding out in there."
After speaking, the middle-aged man gathered another streak of white light in his hand. Spiritual light flashed around his body as he once more activated the silver hammer, swinging more than a dozen streaks of white light at the "black shield" below.
As the white light rapidly descended, continuous BOOMS! rang out overhead one after another!
Song Qingming, who was controlling the array disk within the formation below, stared intently upward through the formation, his eyes equally full of gravity.
"Daoist Lei, this thing is somewhat difficult to deal with. We