Four ancient statues with three heads and six arms surged forward, carrying the might to destroy heaven and earth. With every step they fell, the palace floor cracked into spiderweb patterns, jade splinters flew, and spiritual energy drifted away like startled fluorescent butterflies. As their long fiery whips lashed through the air, the heat made a sizzling sound; wherever the whip shadows reached, space seemed burned open with orange-red breaches, resembling the remnant flames of the apocalypse licking at the ground where everyone stood.
Xu Tiancai's gaze was sharp as a falcon as he locked eyes on the statues' movements. The Stellar Sword drew rapid circles before him, and the sword-circles condensed into a silver barrier of light that barely managed to withstand the whip's strike. Sparks splashed across the light barrier like fireworks blooming in the night sky, yet they concealed a lethal crisis. "Hold steady, everyone! Do not break formation!" he shouted, his voice like a booming bell, trying to rally the team's morale amid this tempestuous onslaught.
Lin manipulated her staff, and the Wind Element gathered violently around her, roaring as it rushed toward the icy blades between the statues' arms. The cold wind and the blades collided, producing a sharp, grating screech, and ice shards scattered like hidden weapons, scratching everyone's cheeks. Tiny beads of blood seeped out, instantly freezing into ice pearls in the biting wind. A'gang's muscles were taut all over, B…
Chapter 299