Mirror Cang's Will

At the very center of the mud pool, within the thirty-thousand-li spatial labyrinth.

Vast swathes of spatial barriers shattered, and the warped spaces jutting out in every direction collapsed one after another.

Liu Feng blinked through the collapsing spaces, and among the various Dao Transformation arts he displayed, yin-yang, Life Theft, and space were the strongest.

With the temporal restrictions suppressing them as well, only the combined strength of three sect masters could withstand the force of his attacks.

Yin and yang qi spiraled, dense black streaks and black light flashed in succession, and rings of darkness that devoured space spread open as the innate divine abilities of a Sacred Spirit were unleashed without end.

"Crack, crack-crack..."

The Great Dao power of the seven sect masters forcibly propped open a blank expanse.

To the left stood two Blood Asuras and a Primordial Blood Spirit. To the right were the masters of Soul-Devouring Hall and Pole Star Palace, a middle-aged man in imperial robes, and the West Sea Dragon Ancestor. They attacked Liu Feng from both sides.

The Primordial Blood Spirit was the true controller behind the Blood Spirit Sect of the Dao Domain. It possessed no fixed form, resembling a shifting mass of bloody light. Wherever that light shone, the qi and blood and divine souls of living beings were forcibly stripped away.

The bloody light repeatedly turned toward Liu Feng's location. It could not keep pace with Liu Feng's spatial teleportation, but with the other sect masters obstructing him, it would always find a chance to strike.

"Pfft, pfft..."

Clumps of blood tore away portions of Liu Feng's divine soul from within his body, weakening his strength.

Twelve enormous humanoid black shadows surged around the Soul-Devouring Hall Master. Each was formed from one of his divided souls. At the