The Golden Horned Demon Antelope struck in an instant.
This was a domineering supreme art combining pure pressure with spatial solidification. With the mountain-like will condensed by a Mid Stage Demon Venerable, coupled with the core pulse of the Law of Metal stirred by its horns, it forcibly imprisoned this stretch of airspace, locking Jiang Shu in place and buying a sliver of life for the repair of the Array Eye.
Where the ripples passed, the air groaned beneath unbearable pressure. Even the energy currents spilling from the battlefield below seemed trapped in solid amber, becoming sluggish and viscous.
The hem of Jiang Shu's azure robe snapped wildly under the terrifying pressure, while the space around him seemed to have been cast into ten thousand zhang of Black Iron in an instant!
Yet the hand he had pressed down showed not the slightest intention of withdrawing. In those deep eyes, as though they contained an entire sea of stars, the dark golden ripples surging upward from below were reflected with nothing but calm indifference.
"Tricks of a petty craftsman."
The murmur was like no more than a breeze brushing past.
Jiang Shu's hand remained pressed toward the collapsing barrier below. Only the fingertips of his five fingers drew inward ever so slightly, almost imperceptibly.
"Bzzzz—!"
A tremor like countless spatial strings being plucked at once resounded between heaven and earth.
Within the tiny space beneath his fingers, at the center of the fragments of that dark-red barrier on the verge of total collapse, space suddenly contracted inward, as though an invisible Black Hole had formed and vanished in an instant!
Boom!!!
This time, the roar came from a chain of martyr explosions caused by the violent twisting of the spatial structure!
The dark-red dome over Cracked Stone City, already riddled