Treasury Hall

The World-Suppressing Beast let out a furious roar, then suddenly raised a claw and slammed it into the ground.

A crisscrossing web of spiritual markings immediately appeared throughout the entire hall.

At the same time, Ning Fa instantly felt an immense force pressing down on him.

As the grid-like spiritual markings grew denser and denser, the force bearing down on him became stronger and stronger.

In just a few breaths, it felt as though he were carrying a weight of several hundred thousand jin on his shoulders.

During this time, although he continuously shifted positions, he was still unable to shake off the influence of that strange force.

By the end, the force pressing upon him had reached a shocking several million jin, forcing him to fully rouse the power of his blood and qi just to keep from being crushed beneath it.

He could not help looking worriedly toward Yun Jin.

Yet Yun Jin had draped a tattered kasaya over himself, streams of Five-colored Buddha Light flowing across its surface.

His hands continued forming Hand Seals toward the Eight-Trigram Disk without pause, as though he had not been affected in the slightest. Meanwhile, the grayish-white ground beneath his feet had spread outward for more than a zhang.

Ning Fa had just begun to relax when his expression changed slightly.

Two massive gray stone hands suddenly emerged from the ground where he stood, tightly gripping both his feet.

Lightning erupted beneath Ning Fa's feet, instantly shattering the two stone hands.

But taking advantage of that opening, the icy-white grid markings around him abruptly rose up and transformed into a White Light Cage, imprisoning him within.

The World-Suppressing Beast gave him a crafty grin, then ignored him entirely and transformed into an afterimage as it pounced straight at Yun Jin.

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