Looking at the figures rushing toward him, Lu Huangtian's eyes were filled with mockery. "Well, why aren't you lot trying to run anymore?"
Yang Zhishuang's expression turned cold. "It's not too late to slaughter Sect Master Lu before we leave!"
The moment Yang Zhishuang finished speaking, her entire body suddenly softened. Amidst her movements, she resembled a slithering little snake, graceful yet dangerous.
Yang Zhishuang parted her lips slightly, and formless wisps of aura appeared around Lu Huangtian. They were completely imperceptible to the naked eye, yet Lu Huangtian had a distinct feeling that he had been surrounded.
The three people led by Xiao Yan, who had already flown to the side of the Blood-Colored Giant Eye, did not escape Lu Huangtian's sight either. Lu Huangtian then gave a disdainful smile. "Yang Zhishuang, do you really think you can stop me?"
For Lu Huangtian, controlling the patterns was even more effortless than controlling his own physique, and the lightning pattern covered his arm in an instant.
Purple-black lightning coiled around Lu Huangtian's body and then surged outward like waves, colliding ring by ring with the imprisonment Yang Zhishuang had set up. From time to time, the purple-black lightning erupted with blinding flashes of light, continuously destroying Yang Zhishuang's formations.
Seeing the speed at which her formations were being destroyed, Yang Zhishuang felt a trace of alarm. The speed at which her methods were being broken through was truly rapid; she had caught him off guard, yet even so, she feared the time she could stall Lu Huangtian was not even ten breaths long.
Behind her, however, an inky-black aura soared into the sky, eventually surpassing the Blood-Colored Giant Eye to become the most eye-catching existence in the entire battlefield.
At the center of the aura stood a pitch-black stele, its