The instant Devil Abyss's words fell, the black staff flipped sharply in his hand.
The staff slid from his palm, crashing toward the ground with gravity.
The moment its tip touched the ground, a thick pillar of dark purple light exploded from the point where the tip met the stone surface.
It split into dozens of dense dark purple rays that shot in all directions.
Those rays flew without any apparent pattern. Some darted toward the sky, while others shot straight at the Coiling Dragon Pillars around the arena.
Others slithered along the stone surface, winding toward Sun Wang's ankles.
Every ray was condensed from dense fragments of the Demonic Dao Laws.
Hundreds of miniature vortices spun simultaneously within each ray.
As the rays flew, every vortex continuously absorbed the surrounding Saintly Breath and transformed it into its own demonic energy.
Making the rays thicker and brighter by the moment.
Sun Wang moved swiftly through those rays.
The golden staff in his hand sometimes blocked, sometimes knocked them away, and sometimes shattered the dark purple rays surging toward him with a tap.
His footwork was light and precise, every step landing in the blind spot of the rays' attacks.
Golden and dark purple radiance crisscrossed densely around him, casting his figure into alternating light and shadow.
Whenever he blocked, dense golden afterimages of his staff formed around him. Layer upon layer, they intertwined into a flowing golden barrier.
Hundreds of golden runes flowed continuously across the barrier's surface, each one knocking away or dissolving the dark purple rays that touched it.
Whenever he knocked a ray away, he precisely thrust the end of his staff into its core. The instant it pierced through, a condensed mass of golden laws erupted and detonated the ray from within.
Turning it into a