Xue Shiming's expression shifted slightly as he watched the bell-shaped Soul Skill gradually take form before him. He had never expected Chen Xiaojun to be able to suppress his sacred water magic domain.
He said quietly to Chen Xiaojun, "Brother Chen, let us see whether the suppressive power of this bell-shaped Soul Skill can truly restrain the limitless possibilities of my magic domain."
With that, his Soul Power surged outward like ocean waves. In an instant, the once-calm waters boiled again. As though alive, the currents churned and twisted, spreading in every direction.
Not to be outdone, Chen Xiaojun poured his Soul Power into the bell-shaped Soul Skill like an erupting volcano, making it ever sturdier and multiplying its suppressive power.
Meanwhile, Xue Shiming's clone flitted across the battlefield like a phantom. He activated the Soul Skill Divine Golden Feathers, sending golden feathers shooting out like arrows, slicing through the air with piercing whistles.
His Secret Technique, Swan Goose's Third Strike-Sky-Rending, was even more formidable. Every swing seemed capable of tearing the heavens apart. Attacks woven from icy claws and flowing water battered the Golden Bell Shield like a raging tempest.
"Ding Dang, Ding Dang, Ding Dang..." The ringing of colliding metal resounded through the sky, each note like a heavy hammer striking the heart.
Explosive booms and deep, pounding thuds rose one after another, never letting up.
These sounds intertwined into a heart-stopping symphony.
Using the Golden Bell Shield had drastically reduced Chen Xiaojun's movement speed. He stood in the center of the battlefield as though rooted in place.
Golden feathers, icy claws, and streams of water rained densely upon his Golden Bell Shield. Every impact sent his blood and qi churning like surging ocean waves.
He gritted his teeth and fought with all his strength to keep the