Bang!!!
Qing Wu's fiery red whip was blocked, accomplishing nothing.
Everyone's brows furrowed slightly.
Fan Zhui was forcibly drawing upon Taihe Grade cultivation. He was clearly planning to smash the jar and throw away the pieces.
Unfortunately, that posed no threat to them.
Jin Zhuliu raised a hand and summoned a talisman sword, sending it through the air to suppress him.
The talisman sword was a divine secret treasure, covered in secret talisman patterns inscribed by a god. The instant it was unleashed, a taboo aura surged forth, terrifying beyond measure.
Fan Zhui resisted with all his strength, yet was still sent flying by the strike, blood spraying from his mouth and nose.
"Brother Jin, put your treasure away. Killing a slave-like nobody like him simply isn't worth using such a trump card."
Gongyang Yu reminded him, believing Jin Zhuliu was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.
Jin Zhuliu smiled and put away the talisman sword. "True enough. He is trying to use Taihe Grade cultivation, but the laws of heaven and earth within these Dragon Palace Ruins alone are enough to suppress him completely!"
As he spoke, he looked up at the sky.
The others noticed it as well. An eerie, chilling power of heavenly law emerged and bore down viciously upon Fan Zhui.
That aura made even Divine Son-level figures like them feel a chill run down their spines.
It was far too strange. There was no need to think about it—if they were subjected to such suppression by the laws of heaven and earth, they too would be doomed to find it difficult to resist!
"Dying beneath the laws of heaven and earth isn't so bad either..."
Feeling the terrifying heavenly might descend from above, Fan Zhui quietly closed his eyes.
But in that instant, a