Ye Jingcheng drew a deep breath and activated his spirit art. In an instant, the spiritual energy of the entire Sea of Sand surged toward his body.
He first activated the Saint Spirit Tower. This time, there were not two Saint Spirit phantoms, but a full three. In addition to the Bifang Divine Bird and the Ancient Golden Crow, there was also a Nanming Divine Bird.
The three divine birds flew toward the thunder dragon.
Yet that attack, which would have surely killed even a Nascent Soul Peak cultivator, was instantly reduced to scattered spiritual light by a single breath from the thunder dragon.
The thunder dragon merely shrank somewhat, while its terrifying aura remained unchanged.
Its enormous tail then slammed into the Saint Spirit Tower, sending the entire treasure tower flying.
At that moment, Ye Jingcheng activated the Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure, the Ink Spirit Ten Directions Inkstone.
Countless ink-wash spirit phantoms appeared atop the inkstone.
Yet this ink was no ordinary substance—it was Dark Nether Cold Water.
There were as many as ten spirit phantoms, each comparable to a Nascent Soul Late Stage cultivator.
They also transformed into an ink-wash dragon phantom and charged forward alongside them.
Amid terrifying booms and the spreading blaze of dazzling spiritual radiance, the thunder shadow was finally worn down to just over three hundred zhang.
By then, the Ten Directions Inkstone's spiritual might had also been exhausted.
Though this Heaven Reaching Spirit Treasure was tyrannical and formidable, Ye Jingcheng had previously possessed only Nascent Soul cultivation. He could barely grasp the second layer of the Treasure Mastery Art, and even that second layer required him to break through to Spirit Transformation, allowing his true essence to undergo another qualitative transformation before it could be fully activated.
The power he could wield was