Bang!
Zi Kun was blasted backward, retreating again and again, while the bright yellow wall ahead merely trembled slightly, scattering a cloud of crumbling golden starlight!
Li Yan and Zhao Min waved their hands forward at the same time. Two walls of energy, one black and one blue, rose in front of them.
A continuous series of booms rang out for seven or eight breaths before calm finally returned.
Zi Kun, who had been blasted away, flew back over. His face was somewhat pale; clearly, he had suffered a backlash from the restrictions.
"The formation sealing the little door is very powerful. I've never seen it before. Aside from the concealing restriction on the surface, there's at least one or two layers of offensive restrictions hidden inside!"
He explained.
"I'll give it a try!"
Zhao Min nodded. Before her words had faded, she was already walking forward. Her method differed from Zi Kun's: she brought out a formation disk...
Several breaths later, the restrictions on the little door erupted again.
Zhao Min swept up the formation disk in midair with one hand and retreated swiftly without hesitation. A hideous ghostly face instantly appeared on the door and let out a silent roar at her.
Fortunately, she had been prepared. Even so, she gave a muffled grunt as she retreated. Blue light circulated around her body several times before she recovered. The hideous ghostly face roared a few more times before slowly fading away.
"A 'soul spirit' at the pseudo-Nascent Soul stage!"
Zhao Min spoke quietly. Withstanding its attack had been no easy feat.
Moreover, the "soul spirit" was within the restrictions. Zhao Min could not kill it and could only defend passively. Her sea of consciousness was already trembling without respite.
At a time like this, no one would hold