But its aura had grown even more condensed, weightier, and more real.
Most frightening of all, the auras of these two Divine Sect Phantoms were not independent.
The instant they appeared, they became perfectly intertwined.
The phantom on the left possessed Laws of a frenzied, offensive nature.
The phantom on the right possessed Laws inclined toward solid defense.
One attacked while the other defended; yin and yang complemented each other, and the Laws resonated.
Between the two of them, a perfect cycle had formed—a domain without the slightest flaw.
This domain completely enveloped the entire stretch of space.
A terrifying pressure more than ten times stronger than before came crashing down.
"Crack, crack..."
Under this pressure, the ground beneath Yang Lingtian's feet split apart inch by inch, turning into dust.
His upright body also sank slightly for the first time.
"Twin Phantoms, domain suppression..."
A sharp glint flashed through Yang Lingtian's eyes.
He finally understood why no one had managed to break through this floor in a million years.
Facing two Early Divine Sect Realm experts who worked together with perfect tacit understanding, possessed both offense and defense, and even carried a perfect domain with them—
let alone someone in the Saint God Realm, even an ordinary Mid Divine Sect Realm expert might not be able to get through.
This was no longer a trial. It was a deadly killing formation from which there was no escape.
"Roar!"
Without giving Yang Lingtian any time to think, the two Divine Sect Phantoms moved.
The offensive phantom on the left suddenly stepped forward and threw a punch.
There were no fancy techniques—just a simple, ordinary punch.
Yet when that punch was thrown, the entire world seemed to wail.
A gray fist imprint tore through the void.
Carrying the Law power that could