Jingyun Arhat had guarded the Eighth Layer for untold years. He had seen Buddhist Sect Holy Sons of unparalleled talent, and towering figures of the Demonic Path who fought without fear of death...
Some had shattered the Cloud Realm head-on with a pair of iron fists; others had burned their Nascent Souls, bloodlines, lifespans, and even the foundations of their spirit bodies to forcibly push their combat strength beyond the limits of their cultivation realms.
Yet no one had ever been like Qing Chen, exhausting every scheme and means to secretly channel the power of battle formation into the Trial Space through five-luminaries authority.
What left him even more speechless was that Qing Chen felt not the slightest shame. Instead, he looked as though he thought, "Finding a loophole takes skill too."
Jingyun Arhat truly seldom encountered anyone so shameless. The powerful people he had met all cared about saving face.
His five fingers suddenly tightened around the Five-Direction Five-Colored Cloud Seal, veins bulging beneath his dark-gold skin.
The surrounding Sea of Clouds, originally forced back by the fortune domain, began churning again. Azure, scarlet, yellow, white, and black cloud qi wound up his arms inch by inch.
"Do you think you can really exploit this loophole? Do you take this Immortal Platform supreme treasure of the Glazed Buddhist Domain for something made of clay?"
Yet just as Jingyun Arhat prepared to activate his Buddhist mudra, the entire Cloud Realm suddenly trembled without warning.
Humm-
The sound seemed to come from somewhere infinitely far away.
The smile on Qing Chen's face instantly froze, as though some great terror were descending!
Before the first tremor had subsided, the second and third followed in succession.
The heavy clouds piled like mountains overhead heaved violently, while the unfathomable Sea of Clouds below rippled