Reverse Scale

Ao Xing's vertical pupils suddenly contracted.

Though he did not recognize the origin of this formation diagram, he could sense an extremely dangerous aura emanating from it.

That aura did not belong to Cangwu Old Ancestor, but came from the formation diagram itself, as though some ancient Qi Cultivator had sealed his will within it.

He instinctively wanted to evade, but Lin Tianyang was still clenched in his dragon claw. Beneath him lay cloud layers battered full of holes, while the space to either side had mostly been sealed off by the edges of the formation diagram.

He did not have enough time to dodge completely.

The formation diagram crashed down like an enormous canopy, enveloping Ao Xing within.

Golden radiance illuminated the space inside the formation diagram as brightly as day. The rune patterns slithered across its surface like living things, binding Ao Xing's enormous dragon body tightly.

Ao Xing felt his movements slowed by at least thirty percent. Every exertion of force consumed more demonic power than usual, as if the entire formation diagram were opposing him.

The Sea Shark Palace Lord was also grazed by the edge of the formation diagram. His massive shark body slammed into its boundary and was sent tumbling dozens of zhang away, leaving a charred burn mark on his body.

He steadied himself and looked toward Cangwu Old Ancestor, his gaze full of astonishment and doubt.

Then he looked at the formation diagram trapping Ao Xing, unable for a moment to decide which one he should deal with first.

Lin Tianyang, still caught in Ao Xing's claw, seized the instant Ao Xing was slowed by the formation diagram and erupted with all his strength once more to break free.

This time, he succeeded—a blazing purple light exploded from within him, jolting Ao