Dozens of micro high-level arrays were almost simultaneously triggered, a spectacle that touched everyone present.
However, Gu Luoshui simply chuckled indifferently and said these words.
One could see that around Gu Luoshui’s body, the power of the arrays surged like a tide, threatening to completely engulf her.
At the next mont, Gu Luoshui raised her arms, and with a gentle press in the void, a ripple spread out.
As the ripple expanded, the flow of the array’s power drastically slowed down. What was a fierce storm a mont ago beca a gentle drizzle. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the power released by several dozen advanced arrays sharply decreased at an astonishing speed.
"This formation is rather well-arranged," Gu Luoshui comnted appreciatively.
Upon hearing this praise, Jing Yan showed no pleasure. Before he had thrown out the array plates, he had surmised they might not be very effective. Advanced arrays could pose so threat to Dao Emperor Realm practitioners, but Gu Luoshui was a Saint Realm martial artist. Moreover, what Jing Yan had thrown out were array plates, not standard arrays. The power of microarrays was much lower than that of regular arrays, making them even less likely to pose a threat to Gu Luoshui, a Saint Realm martial artist.
"Shi!" Jing Yan did not wait for the array formation energy to be utterly dissipated before he brought out his defensive spiritual artifact. A faint energy shield ford around the surface of his body.
Jing Yan did not attempt to escape using the Sky Wings; previously, Senior Tianshui had stated that although the Sky Wings were fast, Gu Luoshui could easily restrict their speed with the power of laws.
And even if he could escape, what about the martial artists from the Splendid Dojo?
Abandon his companions and flee by himself?
Jing Yan could not bring himself to commit such a shaless act.
After bringing out the defensive spiritual artifact, Jing Yan raised the longsword in his hand, pushing his primordial energy to its limit.
"Holy Light Sword Technique!"
The Holy Light Sword Technique, fused with the third layer of Sword Intent, condensed into black sword light and struck towards Gu Luoshui.
"So stubborn!" Gu Luoshui snorted coldly.
With a single step, the red figure flickered slightly, and Gu Luoshui arrived in front of the black sword light that was still piercing through the space. She reached out her hand and easily grasped the black sword light.
The black sword light struggled in her hand but could never break free.
"Your comprehension is quite impressive; rging Sword Intent with your swordsmanship, should you ever step into the Saint Realm, that combat power could instantly surpass that of an ordinary Saint Realm martial artist. Unfortunately, you no longer have the chance to advance to the Saint Realm!" Gu Luoshui appraised the black sword light in her hand, musing to herself.
At this sight, Jing Yan also felt sowhat discouraged.
The strength of a Saint Realm martial artist was outrageously formidable, simply not sothing a Dao Emperor Realm martial artist could contend with.
A Saint Realm martial artist could probably kill a common Dao Emperor Realm martial artist with just a thought. Even with their numbers, Dao Emperor Realm martial artists would struggle to pose any threat to a Saint Realm martial artist.
"Alright, I’m done playing with you! I don’t have much ti left!"
"Jing Yan, I truly admire you, but regrettably, you are an enemy of the Gai Family. For the sake of my family, I must kill you. Hmm, that Qiankun Ring is increasingly interesting to . I want to know, what kind of inheritance allowed you to achieve so much in just over forty years," Gu Luoshui said calmly, her palm gently closing, causing the black sword light to disintegrate. Then she turned her gaze towards Jing Yan, speaking in a soft tone.
"Whoosh!" With a single grab in the void, Gu Luoshui’s palm created a claw shadow.
The Claw shadow descended upon Jing Yan, enveloping him.
As it t the energy shield from the defensive spiritual artifact, the shield flickered continuously with light.
"Damn it!"
"What a terrifying force!" Jing Yan felt the energy shield of his defensive spiritual artifact being crushed by a horrifying power. He frantically stimulated his primordial energy, at the sa ti releasing sword intent, hoping his sword intent could negate so of the surrounding power of laws.
But he was not in the Saint Realm after all.
"Shh!"
"Pfft..." The energy shield of the defensive spiritual artifact shattered.
A vast and infinite oppressive force covered everything in an instant.
"Sword Intent!" Jing Yan’s eyes bulged as he roared from the depths of his heart.
Blood incessantly poured out of Jing Yan’s mouth, eyes, nostrils, and ears.
The primordial energy within the Fog Vortex was being depleted at an alarming rate.
In the span of one breath, fully one-tenth was exhausted.
At this rate of depletion, Jing Yan’s primordial energy would be drained in at most ten breaths.
Jing Yan could feel both his martial arts ridians and Fog Vortex cracking at the sa ti.
If one were to look inside his body at this mont, they would surely see nurous cracks on both the martial arts ridians and the Fog Vortex.
"What to do?"
"Damn it!"
"Hide inside the Qiankun Small World? That won’t work!"
Gu Luoshui knew Jing Yan had a Qiankun Ring. If Jing Yan suddenly disappeared, then she would definitely know that Jing Yan had hidden inside the Qiankun Space. With the abilities of a Saint Realm practitioner, it would definitely not be difficult to locate the Qiankun Small World.
Once the Qiankun Ring fell into Gu Luoshui’s hands, it could be directly refined and taken control of, because while Jing Yan’s divine soul strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Dao Emperor Realm practitioner, it definitely could not compare with a true Saint Realm practitioner.
If Jing Yan were to be trapped within the Money Vault Small World under Gu Luoshui’s control, it would be akin to walking a path to certain death.
Martial artists from the Glory Alliance watched Jing Yan with imnse anxiety. They could see colorful lights swirling around Jing Yan’s body. They knew that was Jing Yan combating the law power manipulated by Gu Luoshui.
On the entire Heavenly Origin Continent, probably only Jing Yan, a martial artist below the Saint Realm, could achieve this feat.
Bring another martial artist here, even a Dao Emperor Realm peak practitioner with first-class combat power, and they would not hope to last even the span of a breath under the oppression of the power of laws.
Everyone was anxious, but they were utterly powerless.
They couldn’t even muster their primordial energy. The space around them was filled with an invisible and terrifying pressure, keeping all martial artists of the Dao Emperor Realm and Dao King Realm rooted to the spot. Their bodies immobile, their primordial energy unable to circulate.
The Alliance martial artists could only watch helplessly.
Of course, even if they could make a move, they wouldn’t be able to help Jing Yan. Even the black sword light released by Jing Yan was toyed with in Gu Luoshui’s hands; their attacks would be even more futile.
"Stop struggling!"
"Little guy, no matter how much you persist, it’s useless!" Gu Luoshui looked at Jing Yan with indifferent eyes.
In Gu Luoshui’s view, martial artists below the Saint Realm were all but ants. And Jing Yan could at best be considered a slightly stronger ant.
But even the strongest ant is still just an ant. All it takes is a gentle lift of the foot to crush it at will.
At this mont, Jing Yan had beco a bloodied figure, his entire clothing stained a dark brown with fresh blood. It wasn’t just the bleeding from the seven orifices; even the skin all over his body was cracking.
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