Seeing the magical implements of Pu Jianyuan's and Ling Zhengyi's two families take the shapes of sun and moon, Mo Guang's brows furrowed slightly. He did not believe that, upon seeing how their own implements echoed each other in form, the two men had no thoughts at all! Since both implements could open the formation, and even had to be used together, why had they ended up divided between two Cultivation families? And now, the two families might even become enemies over this!
Looking again at Ling Zhengyi, he swept a glance over Pu Jianyuan's magical implement. The astonishment he had felt upon first seeing it had long vanished. As he completed the hand seals in his hands, the round hook emitted a low, humming drone, slowly revolving round after round in midair. With every revolution, a ring of faint radiance shot outward from the hook's pointed tip. Like brilliant fireworks, streak after streak scattered through the air before gradually fading away.
With a puff, Ling Zhengyi leaped into the air again and sprayed a mouthful of natal True Essence onto the hook. The hook's radiance suddenly swelled, as though about to burst apart. At that very moment, Ling Zhengyi released the hand seal he had long prepared. Driven by the seal and his divine sense, the hook crashed down upon the formation at the center of the basin like a falling star.
What astonished Mo Guang was that when the round, sunlike hook struck the formation on the ground, it did not produce a tremendous blast as he had expected, nor did it shatter the formation. Instead, as though it had become one with the formation, one half of the formation emitted flowing, illusory colors and swallowed the hook whole!!!
Immediately afterward, the radiance over half the formation surged