Jieyin's wooden fish was no ordinary treasure. As its sonorous Buddhist chants rang out, phantom sounds seemed to pierce the universe, coming from beyond the heavens. No one could make out what was being chanted!
Yet the chants formed vast ripples of Buddhist light that spread in circles, enveloping the eastern sky in an instant.
The chants were like an ocean, and the endless tide of murderous light was no slower than Kunpeng. It surged and swept outward, reaching all around him.
As Jieyin beat the wooden fish and rapidly closed in, Kunpeng was successfully trapped within the rippling layers of its Buddhist sounds.
Myriad streams of nine-colored divine light burst forth, dazzling the eyes.
Protected by this divine light, Kunpeng could not be easily harmed by the ripples of Buddhist chants.
But Kunpeng was indeed trapped and could not escape for the time being.
"You mangy Jieyin, you're despicable! You sure have plenty of magic treasures!"
With an angry shout, Kunpeng flung a gigantic palace from his sleeve.
This palace was his ancestral residence, forged over hundreds of thousands of years from the innate sea crystals of the Northern Dark Sea and many other Innate Spirit Treasures. It was crystalline and translucent, with a shell-like outer layer that reflected light.
Apart from his own nine-colored divine light, which the palace did not reflect, any glimmers emitted by the magic treasures of cultivators who opposed him would be reflected back.
Moreover, the ancestral residence had another important function: it could suppress the energy of the heavens. Once it landed, the fortunes of the surrounding world would be suppressed or violently shaken!
This ability was perfectly suited to counter Jieyin's wooden-fish chants.
The enormous residence descended, as if ten thousand Immortal Palaces had all come crashing down at once. Countless streams