The power of Lu Xiaotian's sword had already surpassed the methods he'd used against Zhao Yuankong by a considerable margin. Zhao Yuankong couldn't help but think Lu Xiaotian was giving it everything he had.
"Your attack has some power, but breaking through True Person Taiqing's defenses won't be so easy."
Zhao Yuankong gave a cold laugh. After being used as a punching bag by Lu Xiaotian for so long, he was more than happy to see Lu Xiaotian hit a wall.
Boom! Sure enough, the soul-origin sword shadow began to crumble against the defense of the Turtle Shell of the Mian. Though True Person Taiqing looked somewhat battered beneath the attack, he remained completely unharmed.
The furious, humiliated look on Lu Xiaotian's face gave Zhao Yuankong a rush of satisfaction. What if Lu Xiaotian was powerful? Could he really surpass the Heavenly Court's resources? The Heavenly Court simply hadn't taken the man seriously enough before.
Now that they'd deployed certain measures on him and True Person Taiqing, Lu Xiaotian still couldn't do a thing to either of them, even if they accidentally entered his Five Prisons Law space.
As time passed, once reinforcements from the Heavenly Court arrived, the balance of power between them would be completely reversed. Then Lu Xiaotian would have no way to escape, and this secret realm of the Dragon Clan would become his final battlefield.
Enjoy the moment while you could. Zhao Yuankong gave a cold snort, savoring his triumph—when, not far away, walls of earth rose up once again.
Damn it! Zhao Yuankong's expression darkened. The formation he'd nearly broken through had thrown up another complication, sealing him in once more.
"I broke through most of the obstacles before. Getting through the rest will only take a little more effort. You really think a