Inside Zone 1, the battle grew increasingly fierce.
Even though Qin Siyang had yet to act, he could see Ander's strength increasing at a visible rate.
He did not understand where Ander was getting his power, nor did he know what price this strange Sequence Ability demanded.
Before the battle began, Qian Wendao had agreed with Qin Siyang that he would lead Olof and Zhu Haifeng in the initial assault, while Qin Siyang watched from the sidelines and looked for an opening.
"Xiao Qin, you're stronger than I am. You shouldn't reveal your strength too early. The decisive move will most likely fall to you."
So Qin Siyang kept helping Fan Baoluo reload the Tier Five Artifacts, watching the changing battlefield as he worked.
Qian Wendao raised both arms high. The red bands that had originally flown only from his cuffs were now connected to his body.
Qian Wendao himself became a mass of red bands, overlapping and coiling together like a mummy stained with blood.
The strands, impossible to distinguish as strips of cloth or beams of light, rapidly peeled away from Qian Wendao's body and overlapped densely in the air, weaving a vast net.
Every Red Thread in the enormous net vibrated in a steady rhythm, sending ripples through the surrounding air like those across the surface of water.
Qian Wendao gave a low shout, and the net woven from red bands suddenly tightened, trying to envelop the Phantom completely.
Meanwhile, Zhu Haifeng's figure flickered from one corner of the battlefield to another.
He kept his distance, using his Origin Sequence Level Four Spatial Perception Ability to repeatedly scatter Golden Foil from tricky angles.
Each sheet of foil was as thin as a cicada's wing. They all passed precisely through the openings in Qian Wendao's enormous net, tracing