"Very well. I'll capture you first, then we'll talk." Ye Qianxun nodded and reached out. The Firecloud Bell once again descended toward Lu Xiaotian.
"My fate is mine to decide, not Heaven's. I refused to join the Buddhist Sect back then because I wanted to walk my own path. When the Dao perishes, so shall I. Ye Qianxun, experience the true power of space with me." Facing Ye Qianxun's overwhelming approach, Lu Xiaotian spoke in an indifferent tone.
"Not good!" Sensing the power of the three formation flags in the void rising steadily, while the violet lightning within the thunderclouds grew frenzied to the extreme, Ye Qianxun's expression changed dramatically.
"Lu Xiaotian, you've gone mad." Seeing the increasingly violent spatial power directly enveloping the surroundings, Ye Qianxun was horrified. The shock this spatial power brought him was even greater than that caused by the four Buddhist Sect eminent monks earlier.
That surging might of Heaven and Earth was beyond human strength to resist.
Boom, boom, boom! The three formation flags exploded in the void, as though the earth itself had been detonated. Countless streams of lava mixed with flowing fire erupted from underground, weaving together with the violet lightning in the void. They gathered into sharp axes, one after another, hacking into the rippling spaces and splitting them open.
To tear apart the void—or, more precisely, to use the power of the formation to trigger resonance within this already-unstable void. The resonance grew increasingly intense, and more and more rifts opened in the void, until the scene before them became riddled with enormous holes.
Ye Qianxun could only watch as the distance between him and Lu Xiaotian gradually widened. Between them, more and more distorted, tearing spatial power surged. Yet no matter how anxious he was inside, he had no