The six armored warriors, standing as firm as boulders, moved at the command. Six dazzling pillars of light shot into the sky from their bodies before converging into a gigantic golden drill that bored toward the ground with astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, the countless streams of blood energy filling the barrier seemed as though a huge hole had been stabbed through them. Blood energy began leaking outward through the opening.
The demon shadow in the void gave a cold snort. Within the hole that had been drilled open, bloody air churned violently, and countless streams of blood radiating Killing Intent surged out, seemingly intending to seal the breach by force.
Dongfang Yi made no unnecessary movements. Only a scattering of fine snowflakes drifted around her, and the blood energy floating through the void slowed at once. In the blink of an eye, it condensed into ice, causing the demon shadow's aura to falter once more.
The seven demon shadows in the void possessed no shortage of methods, but Dongfang Yi and the others were each merely testing the waters. They faintly showed signs of suppressing the seven demon shadows.
Lu Xiaotian kept his distance from Ban Qianzhi. He had initially only been drawn over by the battle between the others, but when the six armored warrior puppets drilled through the ground, the trace of Mu Ying's Core aura they released made his brows rise.
It was Mu Ying's Core again. The methods Hu Chunman had used at the edge of the Scarlet Moon Desert bore some uncanny resemblance to this. He had no idea whether there was some connection between the two.
For a time, Lu Xiaotian could not guess the demon shadow's exact intentions. He only vaguely felt that these two seemingly unrelated places, separated