Within the Realm of Death, black spears fell like rain.
Countless black spears, wrapped in dense deathly aura, shot in endlessly from every direction.
They were packed so tightly that they almost sealed off every inch of space around everyone.
The alliance's many experts dodged left and right, all kinds of Dou Qi radiance flickering constantly through this gray, deathly silent space. Every evasion was perilously close, and whenever a black spear grazed past, the deathly aura attached to it sent a stinging pain across their skin.
Lei Ying shattered three black spears flying side by side with one punch. Black fragments exploded apart, turning into clouds of dense deathly aura.
Yet before he could pull his fist back, another seven or eight black spears howled in from the flank, forcing him to dodge aside in a sorry state.
"This can't go on!" Shi Jian struck out with both palms in succession, and powerful Dou Qi condensed into a thick stone wall in front of him.
Yet under the continuous volley of black spears, that stone wall only held for a few breaths before it was riddled with holes, shattered, and collapsed.
At that, Shi Jian gnashed his teeth in fury, but there was nothing he could do.
"The power of this Death Array seems endless. If this drags on, we'll be exhausted to death sooner or later!" Yao Wanhuo said, his expression livid.
As the second-ranking figure of the Yao Clan, an expert whose strength had reached that of a Six-Star Dou Saint, he was now being forced into a fluster by these black spears, and several cuts had been torn through his robes.
Zhu Huo struck out with a palm, and the Space Power unique to the Ancient Void Dragon Clan shattered a large swath of black spears