"Sin-Bone Demon Wheel!" The Sinful Dragon Demon Buddha was roused to fury by the dragons before him.
With his successive attacks having failed, he immediately unleashed an even deadlier move. With a sweep of his wide sleeve, dozens of enormous bone wheels rolled forward, crushing toward the formation opposite with astonishing force.
These bone wheels stood several thousand zhang tall, making ordinary people look tiny before them. Each wheel was made up of countless skulls.
Dragon skulls made up most of them, but there were also all manner of demons, monsters, and ghosts, as well as human experts. Every skull contained a large number of demonic souls that had been refined within it.
As the demonic wheels rolled forward, they gave off a bone-chilling clacking sound. Wisps of gray aura curled around them. In an instant, this stretch of empty space seemed enveloped by a tremendous terror.
The Sin-Bone Demon Wheels had yet to strike the formation, but their aura of world-destroying devastation had already engulfed this entire stretch of space. The psychological impact on the dragons within the formation was unprecedented.
Wen Yan and Wen Tingdao exchanged a glance. The Sinful Dragon Demon Buddha was far too ferocious; the formation alone could not block his pervasive aura.
Under his pressure, the low-ranking dragons had already lost some of their fighting spirit before even making a move. The formation masters of the Sky-Shadow Clan were no different.
At a time like this, powerful dragons had to step forward. Wen Yan and Wen Tingdao were far weaker than the Sinful Dragon Demon Buddha, but even if they could only blunt some of his overwhelming might, that would give the low-ranking dragons and the other formation masters a moment to catch their breath.
Wen Yan and Wen Tingdao released their auras, doing