Seven-Colored Cloud Illusion, Cloud Painting Technique.
Among the younger generation of the Civilization Research Institute, Sun Yunhai might not have had the highest soul power. He even fell slightly short of soul masters like Nana whose martial souls had mutated. Although he had inscribed a Life-Bound Soul Tool Array and condensed a blood qi soul core, his soul power remained at seven rings, and he was still only level seventy-five. His martial soul also leaned toward support, yet no one dared underestimate this support-oriented cloud martial soul master.
In the entire Civilization Research Institute, only Xue Linglong and Ye Guyi, after she had broken through to Titled Douluo, could reliably overpower him.
The Cloud Painting Technique could shift through countless forms, passing illusion off as reality. Even Ye Guyi found fighting Sun Yunhai a tremendous headache.
Sun Yunhai had also earned the title Lord of the Clouds.
Clouds had no fixed form and could paint a myriad of things.
At that moment, Sun Yunhai painted with Clouds of the Nine Heavens.
Winds rose and clouds surged. A vast, bleak, forbidding land appeared before Ju Zi and Xu Yunhan, and the air filled with a scorching, oppressive atmosphere.
"What is this?" Astonishment filled Ju Zi's heart, and she instinctively moved in front of Xu Yunhan to shield him.
Looking at that vast, gloomy land, Jiang Hai could not help marveling. Had it not been a scene from his memories, he would truly have thought he had returned to his days in the Abyss.
Sun Yunhai's Cloud Painting Technique used clouds to paint, and now he handed that brush to Jiang Hai, allowing him to splash ink freely across this world.
Jiang Hai said, "This is the Abyss. The air is filled with the heat of hell magma, the chill of death,