At this moment, Qing Bo's expression had completely changed. A vast, bone-chilling aura surged from his body, and beneath his wide-open eyes, a fierce, icy look emerged in his gaze.
Just as Qing Bo led the cultivators from Kaiyang Land forward at high speed in a combined attack formation, intending to help Zixi, they suddenly discovered that the path they had traversed was filled with an extraordinarily powerful obstructive force.
At first, no one paid it any heed, because that aura had not been obvious in the beginning. By the time they sensed its intensity, they had already flown more than ten miles. As the obstructive force surged forth, everyone immediately sensed that something was wrong. They actually could not easily employ the various flight arts of the combined attack formation.
"Everyone, quickly unleash your attacks! Forcefully break through the restraining aura around you and leave this place." Qing Bo's voice rang out again, and as he spoke, both his hands had already swept outward.
The Kaiyang cultivators were all extraordinary figures. How could they need Qing Bo's reminder? At the same moment Qing Bo spoke, everyone had already unleashed their own powerful attack methods.
The instant Qing Bo's words left his mouth, two bone-white withered claws suddenly appeared. The claws were made of sinister white bones and were enormous, fully capable of covering a radius of several yards.
As the giant claws appeared, two hurricanes emerged on the spot.
The hurricanes howled and immediately formed two enormous whirlpools. Like two terrifying, thick flood dragons stretching across the sky, they spun around the giant claws, enveloping them within. Amid the resounding howl, the enormous withered claws, borne along by the hurricane whirlpools, shot forward toward the front.
Qing Bo's heart leaped with joy when the two attacks he relied upon