"Go!"
Qing Chen gave a low shout, and before his voice faded, he shot forward like an arrow loosed from its bow.
Although the spell-sealing domain had locked away most of his spells, his physique, at Minor Achievement in the Middle Vajra Realm, and his Magnetic Origin Power blazed all the more fiercely.
The Magnetic Essence Step beneath his feet crushed Magnetic Sand, trailing streaks of gold-and-black lightning.
"Die!"
The Black Bear Demon King's roar shook the Magnetic Rock of the plaza into a hum, and its left palm slammed down toward the ground.
In an instant, runes on the dark-silver Magnetic Rock lit up like stars, and a primordial magnetism gravity field spread explosively, bearing down like a mountain;
-Qing Chen felt as though his limbs had been filled with lead. Every step seemed about to sink him into the Magnetic Rock, and even the circulation of his qi and blood grew considerably sluggish.
This gravity field was actually three or four times stronger than the geomagnetism at the mountain's foot. Ordinary Golden Core cultivators would likely already have found it difficult to endure.
Before Qing Chen could steady himself, the Magnetic Sand vortex in the Demon King's right palm suddenly churned;
Azure waves swept up silver-white magnetic threads like a celestial river pouring backward, crashing down over Qing Chen.
Before the waves reached him, their bone-piercing chill had already coated the surrounding Magnetic Sand in frost;
The magnetic threads, meanwhile, were like maggots clinging to bone, following the moisture into Qing Chen's pores. Clearly, the creature intended to use its water technique to draw geomagnetism into his body and shred his meridians.
"Yin-Yang Magnetic Wheel, turn!"
Rather than retreating, Qing Chen advanced. As his palms whirled, gold-and-black Magnetic Sand formed a seven-foot wheel before him.
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