Zhao Yue showed no surprise as she watched Chen Beiwu shift through space.
Against the Three Firmaments head-on, Chen Beiwu had no chance of winning.
To turn the tide against the odds, he would have to create an opportunity for a one-on-one duel.
Unfortunately for him, she would never give him that opportunity.
"Trying to escape? Do you think you can?"
"Stay."
Before her words faded, the Three Firmaments blurred and vanished from where they stood. The next instant, they appeared soundlessly above Chen Beiwu's Escape Light.
"Ice Soul Cold Light!"
Zhao Yue raised her delicate hand and pressed down gently. An invisible, formless current of Heavenly Gang True Vapor merged with the surrounding world, erupting in dazzling white light. Crack!
The Escape Light winked out, and the heavens changed. The scorching land abruptly transformed into a pristine ice field.
Chen Beiwu and the Three-Aspect Mysterious Flood Dragon instantly became two conspicuous ice sculptures upon it.
"Was that it?"
Feeling the earth-shaking might of that strike at close range, Zhao Qing's eyes flashed with shock, even though this was far from her first time watching her elder sister fight. This was the strength of a Nascent Soul True Lord!
For lower-level cultivators, such as Foundation Establishment Cultivators casting second-tier Spirit Arts, a technique's power depended on the amount of magic power in their Qi Seas and the grade of their Dao foundations.
The power of their Spell Arts was limited, originating within themselves and ending there as well.
Golden Core True Persons, however, used the undying golden nature of their Golden Cores as a guide and Earth Baleful True Vapor as a bridge. The third-tier treasure arts they unleashed began to touch upon the might of heaven and earth, borrowing nature's tremendous power to far exceed the limits of their