The instant Lin Feng reacted, he hurriedly formed a hand seal. In a flash, the eyes of the silver Mysterious Bird floating above his head turned snow-white, as though they had been petrified.
The silver radiance over the Mysterious Bird's body surged forward like a tide, instantly covering the gray, elongated tongue that had already reached him.
"Crack crack crack..."
The gray tongue, which had originally stabbed straight ahead like a spear, suddenly developed countless cracks across its surface. Even as cracking sounds rang out, its speed slowed sharply.
Yet upon closer inspection, those cracks had not been cut by the silver light. Instead, a layer of stone had formed over the tongue's surface, as if it sought to petrify the entire gray tongue.
However, gray shockwaves continuously surged from within the tongue, blasting open fissure after fissure through the newly condensed stone. Then, in the next instant, amid the rolling silver light, stone formed over the gray tongue's surface once more...
With one side solidifying and the other blasting through, and with Lin Feng already unable to move his body, the two sides unexpectedly fell into a deadlocked standoff!
On the other side, Li Yan's body was likewise held fast by a gray tongue. His expression changed drastically as "Wind Blade Art," "Fireball Art," "Wood Thorn Art," and "Ice Spike Art" shot from his fluttering hands like a raging storm.
Before the gray tongue could continue forward and strike his chest, he forcibly held it at a distance of roughly one foot from his body. Yet that distance was already perilously close. So long as the gray tongue advanced a little farther, it would pierce straight through his chest.
Spiritual power churned madly across Li Yan's body. It was clear he was desperately casting spell after spell. The slightest