Shadow Law condensed around Mo Li into chains as thin as hair, each one wrapping precisely around a Phantom Eye.
However, the eyes caught in the chains were not damaged.
The eyes were phantoms, so they could not be destroyed by physical means.
Yet after being bound by the shadow chains, the penetrating power of their gazes was greatly weakened, and the law-disrupting effect they inflicted upon their targets was likewise diminished.
In effect, Mo Li alone had restrained nearly a third of the Phantom Eyes, but the price she paid was also glaringly obvious.
With every eye she bound, her Shadow Law was eroded further by the Power of Stillness, and her face rapidly turned pale before the naked eye.
Luo Qinghan did not waste this opportunity.
She formed seals with both hands, and an incomparably cold moonlight burst forth from within her body.
The moonlight shone so brilliantly in the dark Evernight Ruins that it even eclipsed the dark-red bloody glow within the spatial vortex.
"Cold Moon!"
Above the nine heavens, a full moon of icy blue descended from a crack in the dome of the Evernight Ruins.
This moon was not a real celestial body, but a projection of the Cold Moon summoned by Luo Qinghan with her Mahayana cultivation.
Summoning the Cold Moon in a place like the Evernight Ruins, where even laws could be frozen, came at an enormous cost.
With this move alone, nearly forty percent of the Moonlight Origin within her body was drained away.
For a cultivator who had already made some progress with the help of the Moonlight Sacred Tree and now stood on the verge of loosening her bottleneck, this was practically a waste.
Yet Luo Qinghan did not hesitate in the slightest.
The instant the Cold Moon descended, frigid