Just as Black Mountain Ghost Monarch worried, the moment he took the hit, an overwhelming, mighty force surged madly along the purple threads, leaving him hard-pressed to parry.
Then a palm print shattered the void and a roar of the dragon echoed. Unlike the majestic and overbearing nature of Lu Xiaotian's dragon arts, the aura of the Dragon Seal Preceptor at this moment was somewhat complicated.
The powerful dragon aura carried a hint of Buddhism and a fierce ghostly intent, while boundless killing intent surged within it, making even Black Mountain Ghost Monarch shiver involuntarily.
In his urgency, Black Mountain Ghost Monarch recalled the Ghost Cry Saber to intercept. Anticipating this, the Dragon Seal Preceptor reached out another palm shadow from the descending giant hand, swept forward, and caught the intercepting Ghost Cry Saber in his palm.
A mere palm print naturally could not trap the sharp Ghost Cry Saber. With a muffled puff, the surging blade-light directly shattered the palm print to pieces.
Yet for the Dragon Seal Preceptor, completely trapping the Ghost Cry Saber was unnecessary. He only needed a split second, a slight difference in timing. The instant the palm shadow shattered, the giant hand had broken through layer after layer of obstruction and struck Black Mountain Ghost Monarch right in the chest.
A sound like the shattering of a mountain and the collapse of laws rang out. Spitting blood, Black Mountain Ghost Monarch plummeted thousands of feet from the sky before barely steadying his figure.
"Buddhist Lantern Dragon Prison!" A calm voice rang out. Purple beams intertwined and descended around Black Mountain Ghost Monarch, transforming into wisps of dragon shadows that completely engulfed him.
The dragon shadows formed a formation, launching wave after wave of joint strangulation toward Black Mountain Ghost Monarch.
After all, Black Mountain