Wu Tian laughed loudly and headed toward Tian Feng. Looking across the battlefield, only a few fights could truly decide the outcome now: Ancient God against Lu Yuan, Tian Ci against Lord Lei, Tian En against Red-faced Mebis, and Tian Feng against Jialan Zhi Luo.
Lu Yin's earlier strike had dealt Eternal Clan a devastating blow. Although humanity had freed up many powerful fighters, including Emperor Venerable, Ye Wu, and Forsaken Traveler, they couldn't join battles on that level.
Only the Three Realms Six Paths could take part.
"Wu Tian, don't run!" Di Qiong gripped his spear and fixed his pupil-less eyes on Wu Tian. Lu Yin looked over at him. "Di Qiong. It's been a long time."
Di Qiong stared at Lu Yin, just as wary of him as he was of Wu Tian.
Lu Yin's attack on the entire Eryu had raised him to the level of the Three Realms Six Paths.
"I should've killed you long ago," Di Qiong said, each word deliberate. His pupil-less gaze was chilling.
Lu Yin looked at him. "You couldn't have." He waved his hand. Soil formed in the air and became a spear that shot toward Di Qiong. Around Di Qiong, the Martial God's Scripture appeared, freezing the spear in place. He gripped his own spear, divine power surging, and charged Lu Yin. "God's Spear!"
Wrapped in divine power, the spear unleashed a world-shaking force. It ripped through the void, carving a long boundary of darkness as if splitting the Eryu itself in two.
Lu Yin stood still and waved his hand. Clods of soil appeared, no longer forming spears but all kinds of weapons: blades, swords, spears, shields, and more. The Martial God's Scripture could freeze attacks that were the same, including their movements, but it couldn't freeze attacks made