Trapping the Enemy with a Talisman Formation

"Since you're seeking your own death, surrender your life! Let me show you the might of the Jing River's supreme treasure!" The Jing River Dragon King grasped at empty air with his right hand, and a grayish-azure, broad-backed saber appeared in his grip.

The saber's surface bore an uncanny grayish-azure hue. Azure scales covered its spine, while dragon patterns adorned both its tip and hilt.

The moment the saber appeared, dragon cries rang out nearby, and an immense aura of dragon power spread outward, making even the void tremble.

The Jing River Dragon King gripped the hilt, raised his arm, and slashed forward.

Two rings of light, one golden and one azure, collided in midair with unparalleled force.

Amid a thunderous crash that seemed to shatter heaven and earth, waves of air blasted outward, instantly forming a gray hurricane that soared into the sky. Streaks of golden and white light churned within it, rolling across the heavens.

A deep layer of earth was scoured away for dozens of zhang around them. Shen Luo and the others, along with the members of the Body Refining Altar, hurriedly flew outward, but the raging blast still swept them away.

The shock waves also struck the altar. The Hexagonal Wheel above it blazed with light, spinning rapidly and flickering wildly, seemingly about to succumb to the impact.

Alarmed, the Jing River Dragon King hastily pointed a finger. A streak of white light shot from his hand into the Hexagonal Wheel, immediately stabilizing it.

But in that instant of distraction, Lu Huaming waved his right hand. Sixteen streaks of golden light shot out, instantly appearing all around the Jing River Dragon King—sixteen golden talismans.

The runes on the talismans twisted and wound like the paths of stars across the sky, looking profoundly mysterious.

"The **Star