Ripples spread through the surrounding starry sky. The Spirit Seeds on the Spirit Tree shook and kept falling, floating into the air. The maids hurriedly gathered them, afraid that too many would drift away at once.
Su Shi Dao rushed over, dumbfounded. "Third Master, have you gone mad? Stop at once!"
Lu Yin raised his head. "I said I'd carve words into Extreme Palace. No one can stop me."
Su Shi Dao was stunned. He really was going to carve words into it?
How many people throughout history had ever entered Beyond Heaven? And how many had entered Extreme Palace? This Third Master was far too ruthless.
"You should give up. The Barbarian Wasteland and the Thirty-six Little Sang are said to be able to withstand attacks from the Seven Great Sang Tian," Su Shi Dao warned.
Lu Yin's gaze turned cold. His other palm struck out—Lian Zhang.
Sequence Particles from the Barbarian Wasteland and the Thirty-six Little Sang surged madly toward Lian Zhang, which borrowed their power and struck.
Lan's pupils contracted. What kind of palm technique was this? It could even borrow Sequence Particles.
Yu Sang Tian's lips curved. He had seen this palm before. Interesting. The Heavenly Origin Universe's development was full of unknowns. He should let it continue; perhaps it could give rise to an interesting kind of power.
Lu Yin's palm came down. The Thirty-six Little Sang spat blood again, their Sequence Particles continually borrowed by Lian Zhang. Lu Yin was using their strength against them. He didn't need to force his way through the Barbarian Wasteland's defenses. The Sequence Particles were being drawn away, which was tantamount to breaking through from within.
With Lian Zhang's ability to turn an opponent's power against them, he could certainly break through the defenses of Body Transformed into