Feng Jinyan was restricted by three overlapping domains: the Heavenly Net Sword Realm sliced through space, the Dragon Might Domain suppressed Spirit Power, and Moon-Tide Draw Tides restrained his movements.
Lin Ke's thick brows knitted slightly as he shouted:
"Now!"
He circulated his Spirit Power, making his body hover slightly.
Then he unleashed Mountain-Moving and Sea-Overturning.
In an instant, mountains shifted and stones hurtled about as sharp stone spikes sprouted from the ground.
Crisscrossing one another, the stone spikes pierced through the place where Feng Jinyan stood, one after another.
Luo Yichuan had expended a great deal of Spirit Power during their encounter just now.
But whenever he recalled how wretched he had looked before Feng Jinyan,
he grew furious. His image of graceful poise and refined elegance had been ruined. What a disgrace.
Now that Feng Jinyan was trapped, how could he pass up this chance to drop a stone on someone already down a well?
He condensed streams of pure Spirit Power and channeled them into the Bone Flute in his hands. Its swift, forceful notes sounded like a lingering lament tearing heaven and earth apart.
In an instant, visible ripples pierced through layer upon layer of stone spikes and all three domains, reaching their very core.
Rumble-
The chaotic, densely packed attacks produced an enormous amount of energy, slightly warping that patch of space until even its appearance dissolved into chaos.
When the flying sand and dust cleared, the once-solid, radiant projection of the Myriad Transformations Profound Nether Bell had dimmed somewhat, its surface covered in fine cracks.
Just as Lin Ke began to think this imitation was nothing special,
Feng Jinyan sneered and pressed both hands against the bell's surface, pouring surging power into it.
Rippling light continually shifted across the bell's surface, radiating out from