He once again considered calling for reinforcements, but Wei Canglan's cold, stern gaze stopped him.
Wei Canglan had truly been angered this time. He had never expected a Sky Demon who had only just entered the Mid Other Shore Realm to block his attack. It made him feel as though he had lost face.
"Looks like if I don't show you some real skill, you won't obediently surrender." Wei Canglan snorted coldly. The Merit Golden Body around him suddenly swelled, rising from thirty feet to sixty. The law patterns across its surface grew increasingly distinct, and the pressure it emitted nearly crushed space itself.
He raised his hand and formed a seal. The Merit runes on the golden bowl wall instantly lit up, and countless golden threads surged forth from the wall, winding toward Qin He.
These threads contained pure Merit Law. Once they wrapped around someone, they could forcibly strip away a cultivator's law power. They were exceptionally tyrannical.
Qin He's eyes darkened. He had not expected the Merit Divine Prohibition to possess such a method.
He hurriedly activated the laws throughout his body, and Lotus Flame transformed into a barrier that blocked the golden threads.
Yet there were simply too many threads. No sooner had he stopped one wave than another surged in, gradually sealing off every route of retreat.
"Now you know fear?"
Wei Canglan's voice carried a trace of mockery. "So what if you're a Sky Demon? Before the laws of the Divine Court, you are ultimately nothing more than a clown leaping on a beam."
Qin He said nothing, but the golden-black laws around him began to shift silently.
He drove his True Demonic Qi to its limit while simultaneously drawing upon the membrane of merit light in his sea of consciousness. The two powers