Shi Chang naturally did not take several peak Ghost Lords seriously. In his view, once he unleashed his methods, he would certainly capture and kill the five Dark Silence Hall cultivators on the spot in an instant.
But things went against his wishes. Shi Chang's strike was actually blocked.
With a muffled boom, Shi Chang, whose cultivation had been forcibly elevated, suddenly felt an extremely viscous, solid, and highly elastic impact slam into him.
The five-colored radiance and the black ball of light merely brushed against each other before bouncing apart. Yet as they retreated, the multicolored flood-dragon python immediately collapsed in midair. A swirl of five-colored mist behind it swept over it, drawing it back inside, where it vanished without a trace.
As powerful as Shi Chang was, his most confident strike had been completely nullified by a temporary array formed by the five peak Ghost Lords. It had returned without accomplishing anything.
"Five Spirits Combined Array? Hmph. Do you really think a mere Five Spirits Array can stop this old man?" With a flash of his figure, the dense black mist halted twenty zhang from the endlessly roiling five-colored array. A cold snort emerged from within the black mist, carrying a trace of surprise.
His divine sense swept over the scene. Seeing Qin Fengming constantly dodging and struggling to hold on under the attack of his Spirit Bird, Shi Chang finally relaxed.
His gaze sharpened. When he opened his mouth, a huge treasure resembling a round wheel and flashing with dazzling red light flew out. Once it unfolded in midair, it transformed into a massive wheel several zhang across, wrapped in red radiance. With a sharp tearing sound, it spun at high speed and slashed toward the five-colored smoke before him.
The enormous treasure that suddenly revealed its