A bit of trouble.
Xuan Ming's face remained as icy and silent as a glacier, yet a subtle ripple flitted deep within his silver eyes.
He hadn't anticipated the Human Clan's reinforcements would arrive so swiftly.
Though this appeared merely as a simple bulwark, this barrier, not pressing inward, erected a thick wall between him and the external space rules, directly interfering and increasing his resistance in controlling space.
More importantly, within his pure silver pupils, the reflection of a formidable figure racing across the horizon was unmistakable.
The Xuanwu Mountain Suppression Seal descended with the overwhelming pressure of collapsing mountains and seas, and space around the seal's presence became leaden and stagnant.
The intertwined five-colored talisman light instantly wove into an invisible huge net, reinforcing every inch of the void with sheer force.
