The Flame Lotus collided with the light barrier, erupting in a blaze that reflected in Yao Wan's eyes and made the corners of her vision blur.
"Attack! He's stalling for time!"
The moment Xiao Yan heard her, his pupils constricted. Without hesitation, he raised his hand. Under his control, the Heavenly Tomb Stele abruptly expanded to a thousand zhang, crashing down with overwhelming force.
Yet Xiao Yan's target was not the Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint before him, but the dim light barrier only a step away from the Abyssal Maw.
Xiao Yan naturally understood that attacking the Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint at a time like this would be pointless. Even if he wielded the Heavenly Tomb Stele and could contend with a Nine Star Dou Sheng, that did not mean Xiao Yan was confident he could kill the Spirit Devouring Venerable Saint now.
And since he lacked absolute certainty, the Abyssal Maw before them was the only remaining option.
Although Xiao Yan and Yao Wan had yet to fully understand how the Insect Dragon transformed from the North Dragon King intended to devour an entire continent and transfer its energy to the Saint King Demon Embryo slumbering somewhere unknown—
If they wanted to stop them now, this was probably the most effective method.
Boom!
The instant the Heavenly Tomb Stele came crashing down, Xiao Yan felt an unprecedented force hindering it, preventing him from smashing the stone stele down.
Xiao Yan's breath caught. Without needing anyone to tell him, he knew exactly who could stop the Heavenly Tomb Stele at this moment.
"Refining an entire space into a spirit artifact? It has been a long time since I last saw such an Art of Weapon Refinement. In today's Dou Qi Continent, there are likely few people like you left."
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