"Little Nine, stop!"
Lin Shisan whipped his head around and roared toward the space above the Nine Yang Cauldron.
Little Nine was circling above the Nine Yang Cauldron. Every trace of its cry strengthened the golden runes, and with every phoenix call, new points of starlight emerged from the void and merged into the depths of the sealing patterns.
It heard Lin Shisan's shout, but merely lowered its head to glance at him before raising it again and continuing its long cry. Crimson-gold flames peeled from its wings, turning into countless tiny motes of light that seeped into the sealing patterns. It was reinforcing the seal. It had decided that Gai Jiuyou was the demon it ought to suppress.
Golden runes had already entwined Gai Jiuyou's projection up to her waist. She clenched her teeth, dark red spiritual power surging from her body as she tried to burn through those vines. But the thirty-six golden light points flashed simultaneously under the Star Seal's impetus, and new vines immediately replaced the burned ones.
"It won't listen to you now. Its divine sense has been enveloped within the Nine Yang Cauldron. You have to use the Myriad Souls Banner to strip away its awakened divine sense."
Bang...
A dull, thunderous boom like a drumbeat came from the stone wall, cutting Gai Jiuyou off.
Zi Yuner went flying.
At some point, Han Yansong had already appeared before her, as swift as a fissure sliced open by sunlight. He raised his right palm, its center covered in only a thin layer of gray-white spiritual power, and pressed it gently against Zi Yuner's cracked Dragon Scale Armor.
Before Zi Yuner could even raise her guard, that palm landed on her shoulder. Gray-white spiritual power seeped through the Dragon Scale Armor into her meridians, brutally tearing