The Twenty-Eighth

Guen did not actually use this move very often, but in private, he had practiced it countless times. As a small-scale lightning-fire space-time enclosure formed, a pressure caused by the alteration of time flow immediately descended upon King Han Gong. Even King Han Gong's wrists became heavy; every time he drew his bow, he felt as if this small space-time had compressed itself using his own strength.

It was like a spring; it did not bounce back immediately, yet it made King Han Gong feel even more alarmed.

But there was no turning back once the arrow was nocked. The Twenty-Eight Ice Heavens was his strongest explosive secret method. If he interrupted it now, he would lose any chance of gaining the upper hand.

The twenty-second arrow tore through layers of lightning and silver fire, shooting toward the membrane wall of the small space-time.

Before the arrow arrived, a coldness that could freeze heaven and earth swept over, but upon hitting the membrane wall of the small space-time, all the coldness vanished, leaving only a trace of chaos energy that swirled once before merging back into the wall.

"It's actually this stable?!"

King Han Gong's heart sank. He knew he could not directly break through this small space-time. Since that was the case, he had to go to the source; he could only aim at Guen.

The cleverness of the combination of the law of space-time was far beyond King Han Gong's expectations. Even though he knew Guen was a practitioner of the Universe Chaos Monument and had anticipated this, he had still underestimated it.

Although Guen had great confidence in his secret method, the Dust Sky Canopy, confidence was just confidence. Seeing King Han Gong attack like this and seeing the Dust Sky Canopy remain so stable, he was