Lu Xiaotian's divine sense stirred, and a phantom of a colossal Buddha appeared out of thin air behind him. The Buddha's form was godlike. He thrust one massive palm forward, then turned it over and brought it down. In an instant, the great hand covered the icy light surging toward Yan Ping.
Flames roared beneath the giant palm, directly burning away the icy light.
Yan Ping finally gained a precious moment to catch her breath. She immediately flew back into the space formed by the Peacock Space-Binding Seal.
The three Six-Headed Ice Centipedes were naturally unwilling to abandon prey they were on the verge of defeating. They pursued relentlessly, only to be blocked by the spatial barrier.
The Six-Headed Ice Centipedes furiously attacked the barrier before them, pounding it until it trembled faintly.
After their barrage came to nothing, the three Six-Headed Ice Centipedes grew enraged and spat icy breath as they closed in on Lu Xiaotian.
Streams of icy light swept toward Lu Xiaotian, just as they had attacked Yan Ping. Each time the three Six-Headed Ice Centipedes attacked together, eighteen streams of icy light layered over one another and came crashing down.
A bone-deep chill instantly filled the space around him. Even the divine sense he had spread out seemed on the verge of freezing.
"What formidable ice-law power." Lu Xiaotian's expression turned grave, but rather than fear, his eyes held even more interest.
It seemed that remaining in the Huasheng Demon Abyss had become all the more worthwhile. Lu Xiaotian had cultivated several kinds of law profundities to perfection, but by his own estimation, his use of law power was nothing exceptional. He even lagged behind Yan Ping, the Golden Gu Demon Monk, Kong Shan, and the others to some extent.
It was only because his many