Chen Tianyang's fingertips were carrying an abstruse ink-colored glow, flowing as smoothly as moving clouds and running water.
Wherever his fingertips passed, they traced out abstruse patterns in the void, forming complex and abstruse high-level spatial sealing incantations that were reflected onto the huge golden ball of light.
Blessed by this, the ink-colored sharp blade prepared once more to pierce into the golden ball of light, attempting to prevent the fissure of the golden ball from closing completely.
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