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Lu Chen held nothing back. Within him, three powers—the Mystic Dragon True Force, Purple Firmament Thunder Force, and Azure Dragon dragon essence—circulated and fused at an unprecedented speed!
His hands formed an empty embrace, as though cradling the universe itself. Between his palms, a miniature embryonic domain took shape and compressed—lightning flickering within it, dragon shadows winding through it, as steady as a mountain.
This was not a specific technique, but an experimental fusion and expression of the power of "domain" he had comprehended, combining multiple intents such as "suppression," "destruction," and "vitality"!
It was a concentrated eruption of his recent cultivation insights!
"This move of mine has yet to be named... Today, I shall call it—Dragon-Thunder Prison Suppression!"
With a low roar, Lu Chen violently thrust forward the compressed ball of energy in his palms, condensed to the utmost limit and brimming with terrifying fluctuations!
At the same time, the light-and-shadow figure's sword of "Buzhou" came crashing down!
The dark-golden phantom of the massive sword collided head-on in the heart of the valley with that violet-gold sphere, dragon roars and thunder howls raging within while its exterior remained condensed and tranquil!
There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.
Time seemed to freeze for an instant.
The dark-golden sword phantom cleaved into the violet-gold sphere. Violent ripples spread across the sphere's surface as dragon shadows churned within and lightning burst forth!
Meanwhile, the sword phantom erupted with an even denser dark-golden radiance, seeking to split apart and crush this "heretic"!
Two utterly different powers, both containing immense will and Dao resonance, clashed, eroded, and annihilated each other at their most fundamental level!
The stalemate lasted roughly three breaths.
Crack—!
A faint sound, like glazed glass shattering.
A tiny crack appeared on the dark-golden sword phantom.
Then, the crack rapidly spread