With a cold snort, a dim gray glimmer flashed through Lin Qi's eyes. He injected dozens of streams of gray origin power into the earthen wall shield around him, and the shield instantly became incomparably hard. The wall, which had still retained some characteristics of dirt and rock, abruptly became like the crystals controlled by Lan Ling—gleaming brilliantly and nearly transparent. The ochre earthen wall had become an ochre crystal structure!
Holding his longsword forward, Lan Mei rapidly closed in on Lin Qi's shield. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that after Lin Qi injected dozens of streams of origin power into it, his earth-element shield would transform from an earthen substance into something identical to the crystal shields controlled by the Celestial Crystal clan. Caught completely off guard, Lan Mei had no time for any other response. He kept his sword thrust straight ahead and viciously stabbed at Lin Qi's shield.
The blue crystal sword let out a piercing shriek. Near its tip, a foot-long black crack could be seen—the surrounding space itself had been torn open by this strike. That black spatial rift looked countless times thinner than a strand of hair, yet even the hardest naturally occurring material in the world would be effortlessly sliced in two upon touching it.
A clear, lingering ding rang out as Lan Mei's sword struck Lin Qi's protective wall. The blade trembled violently, its tip leaving a white mark no bigger than a mung bean on the shield. That was the full extent of his achievement. The terrifying recoil made the bones in Lan Mei's hand and arm groan under unbearable strain. He gave a pained grunt, casually flung away his trembling longsword, and rapidly retreated.
"So that's how it is!" Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, countless strange law