Immobilization Talisman!

Immobilization Talisman! Immobilization Talisman!

Seizing the instant he froze, Jiang Lu was already upon him.

Following close behind the talisman, she moved like lightning chasing the wind, closing several yards in an instant.

The hilt in her palm trembled slightly. The Qianming Sword slid half an inch from its sheath, and a frigid gleam flashed across the arena!

At the same time, the immense pressure of the Third Layer of the Golden Core that she had deliberately kept suppressed swept outward with a boom!

Spiritual pressure, heavy as a mountain, abruptly descended upon Jiang Wenxu. Already immobilized by the talisman, his entire body now felt as heavy as a mountain, leaving him utterly incapable of resistance.

Only incredulous shock remained in his eyes.

Jiang Lu was actually at the Third Layer of the Golden Core! Not the First Layer!

Before his thoughts could settle, Jiang Lu spun lightly and snapped up her leg!

Whoosh—

A clear, sharp sound of wind being torn apart rang through the arena!

Without the slightest hesitation, her sweeping kick slammed heavily into his shoulder!

The tremendous force erupted in an instant, kicking the immobilized Jiang Wenxu straight into the air!

He traced a miserable arc through the sky above the arena, able only to watch helplessly as he flew beyond the boundaries of the stage.

"Bang—"

A deafening crash shook the entire venue.

He crashed heavily onto the ground below the arena, dust flying as he sprawled limply on the floor.

At that moment.

A deathly silence fell over the vast venue—the stands packed with tens of thousands, the private boxes of every faction.

Everyone stood dumbfounded and frozen in place, their eyes filled with disbelief.

A dignified Second Layer Golden Core spell cultivator had gone from forming hand seals, to being immobilized, to being