"One incense stick, right?"
"Fine, one incense stick it is!"
Hearing Lu Wangchuan's words, Huo Yuan fully unleashed his Divine Kingdom.
A cerulean world spread out behind him, forming a gigantic divine domain thousands of zhang across.
With every rotation of the Origin Star Deity, countless chains condensed from Heavy Water Law shot out from the domain.
They coiled around the torrents of evil spewed by the Thunder Dragon, breaking them down and purifying them.
The cultivators of the Eastern Extremity Spirit Continent were not idle either.
Though the several Attendants were far weaker than Huo Yuan, at this life-or-death juncture, they all brought out the tricks they had kept hidden at the bottom of their chests.
The gray-robed elder at the Body Integration Realm produced an ancient bronze Nine-Dragon Cauldron.
The phantom images of nine True Dragons on the cauldron's body spewed nine pillars of lawful light, each of a different attribute.
Though each beam could only burn through one or two scales when it struck the Thunder Dragon, dripping water could wear through stone, and they still greatly hindered it.
The Attendants from the other chambers of commerce joined forces to set up a large defensive formation.
They sheltered the several Spirit Transformation cultivators with the lowest cultivation within the formation, barely slowing the rate at which the canopy drained their life force.
Luo Qinghan pushed her power to its utmost limit.
The enormous Cold Moon behind her, ten thousand zhang in size, was no longer still, but began to rotate slowly.
Each turn of the moon wheel sent a ring of Extreme Cold Law spreading outward, freezing swath after swath of the constantly writhing blood-red runes within the canopy.
The Thunder Dragon had clearly noticed that Luo Qinghan was the one who posed the greatest threat to