Zhou Huang’s golden ship could also fly at speed, but in terms of tunneling speed it was far inferior to his own. He had just settled down in the cabin for a brief mont when he felt the hull suddenly shudder and then co to a halt, as if being seized by so invisible force.
He imdiately understood that he had already been bound and trapped by Feng Haiyang’s Forbidden Locking Heaven and Earth Skill.
He had long been prepared for this. With a cold snort, he shook the token in his hand; the Prohibitions on the ship suddenly burst out circle after circle of Treasure Light, reflecting off the golden hull until even the sky was lit up clear as day.
The Tribulation Water above rippled and surged over. When it reached the front, it circled once around the Golden Boat, as if cautiously probing. Once it confird there was no problem, that jet-black tide of water crashed downward with a roar, rolling like a tornado and engulfing the ten-zhang-long boat whole.
From within, Zhou Huang only heard the cabin creaking and cracking, as though an inexhaustible mighty force were constantly squeezing the hull. From his senses, the Prohibitions were also under trendous pressure; their radiance flickered erratically, flashing ever more urgently.
"What vigorous Mana!"
Zhou Huang was secretly shocked as well. He had thought that even though Feng Haiyang had achieved the Third Realm, it should not imdiately raise his Mana by too much; relying on the Prohibitions, he himself need not fear this man. But seeing it now, this person was very likely soone whose Elixir Formation had reached the Second Grade, to have Mana so overwhelmingly strong—far greater than he had imagined. The speed at which it corroded the Prohibitions was extrely fast; if he did nothing about it, in less than an hour it would very likely break in.
Yet though he was thus suppressed, his heart instead loosened a little.
These Prohibitions were not unbreakable; soone who had spent years and years studying Arrays could break them with things like Array Banners and the like. But at this mont Feng Haiyang was only using Mana to forcefully assault them, which showed he was not proficient in this path, otherwise he would have already brought such thods out.
Zhou Huang steadied his Heart and Spirit, shifted his breathing, and forced a drop of Essence Blood from his fingertip. He dripped it onto the token, chanted a spell under his breath, and likewise circulated his Mana. With his urging, the Prohibitions’ radiance, originally scattered like wisps, condensed into streaks of talismans that shot out, prying open the Tribulation Water that was encircling and confining him layer upon layer.
After maintaining this for a mont, he saw his Mana greatly diminished and ceased exerting force. He picked up the Elixir Bottle on the table, poured out a dicine Pill, swallowed it, and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing. After the ti of a hundred breaths, its power was fully refined.
Opening his eyes and probing with his intent, he saw that without his support, in just this brief mont the other side had already pressed forward aggressively, pushing the Prohibitions back again. The Prohibition’s Treasure Light, which had originally extended more than three zhang out, now had only half remaining, and was still retracting inward. He hastily shouted and once more poured Mana into the token, and in the blink of an eye restored the Prohibitions to their previous state.
He looked outside a few tis, a trace of mockery hidden in his eyes.
Though his cultivation did not match the other, that Forbidden Locking Heaven and Earth likewise consud a great deal; Feng Haiyang was not necessarily any more at ease than he was.
The only difference was that, since he was within the golden ship’s Prohibitions, after taking Elixir Pills he could still find ways to refine their dicinal power and maintain his Mana at all tis. If Feng Haiyang still did not retreat after two or three hours, he would surely be worn out. At that point, whether Zhou Huang chose to go out and counterattack or seize the chance to flee, it would be far easier than before.
At the mont, Zhou Huang appeared to be pinned down, but in fact the thod of fighting was sothing he himself had taken the initiative to choose; he had even already considered his escape route, so his actions seed quite thodical.
Outside the Golden Boat, Feng Haiyang’s figure slowly erged from within the Tribulation Water. He examined the Prohibitions, pondered briefly, then ford a spell seal. At his side, the montum of the Tribulation Water abruptly swelled by another degree; wave after wave crashed up, each impact shaking the Golden Boat so violently it seed as though in the next mont it would be rolled over by that vast surging tide.
Seeing this, Zhou Huang also frantically activated the token to steady the golden ship. After another brief mont, the shaking finally eased a little, and he hastily seized the opportunity to swallow another Elixir Pill.
After Feng Haiyang had driven his Mana several tis, he nodded slightly, raised his hand to form a spell seal, and muttered sothing under his breath. Imdiately, a three-zhang-tall Devil appeared out of thin air, a hint of cunning actually discernible in its features.
This thing was originally sothing that could only be refined from the Tribulation Water after the "Ten Thousand Spirits Yin Void Tribulation Water" had been cultivated to the Third Realm. This particular one had been gifted to him by his teacher, to be wielded as one would a Dharma Treasure, and its power was not small. Earlier, the Nie Brothers’ two mounts had been injured by this very thing.
Before he broke through to the Third Realm, he had been unable to fully display its might, but now things were different. He could use its unique property of transforming between presence and absence to silently slip inside these Prohibitions and catch Zhou Huang off guard in a surprise kill.
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