Chen Fufeng had never expected that the other two sub-formations within the Kongluo Seven Absolutes Formation would contain neither Sky-Shadow Clan warriors nor Dragon armies, but all these ghastly things. At the cost of two sub-formations, they had instantly trapped all seven Prison Guardians.
The Seven Prison Guardians might not all perish to the enemy's scheme, given their strength, but they were now besieged by more than a hundred gray orbs that hurtled toward them at terrifying speed, each compressed to the absolute limit.
The Seven Prison Guardians had originally charged toward the Sky-Shadow Clan warriors. After Lu Xiaotian's careful calculations, they had walked straight into a trap. Now, even if they wanted to retreat, they couldn't.
At the very least, they couldn't all escape unscathed through their own strength. Chen Fufeng might not have cared at another time, but until they had completely conquered the Sky-Shadow Clan secret realm and the situation was clear, the Seven Prison Guardians could not afford to lose a single one.
Chen Fufeng reached out and swept his palm forward. Beneath his palmprint, a streak of azure wind energy drifted away like a phantom. At the same moment he made his move, Yan Ji, who had been inside the formation keeping Kong Tianji in check, suddenly raised her brows.
"Even if I have to keep an eye on that brat Lu, it's not as though I can't spare a hand."
As Chen Fufeng made his move, a sudden chill rose behind him. It was as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. Ever since he had attained a Primordial Spirit body and become the Dragon-Seeking Office's master, this was the first time he had felt this way.
Startled, Chen Fufeng abruptly looked toward Yan Ji. It was as if a pair of eyes