On the other side, as Ling Wuce broke into the Wind District, he first saw two corpses spinning in the vortex, their bodies fully dehydrated.
At this mont, they looked like mummies, their faces were unrecognizable.
The eight-sided small banners flew out of his hand, grew larger in the wind, and spread out to eight directions within the Wind District, spinning with the wind.
"Xun turns to Kun, Kan turns to Dui, Gen turns to Qian, Kun turns to Kan, Zhen turns to Gen, Li turns to Zhen, Dui turns to Xun, the latter-day returns to heaven."
"Heaven and Earth reverse!"
After completing the complex hand seals, the eight banners instantly stabilized within the Wind District, a reverse force rooted itself firmly into the hurricane.
After doing all this, Ling Wuce wiped the sweat from his forehead – the consumption of this array was still too much, but now it was temporarily safe within the Array District.
As long as the array holds, there was no need to worry about being ripped apart by the Wind District.
He glanced over at Han Yu and was gradually slack-jawed.
I told you to resist the fire, but you absorbed it?
At this mont, Han Yu’s left hand was continuously drawing in new Tribulation Fire, while his right hand was also busy, absorbing milky white flas back.
This ti, he was truly out of his mind; the milky white rain was continuously piling up in his Sea of Consciousness, and in an instant, flas spontaneously erupted, turning the Sea of Consciousness into a sea of fire.
How did this guy manage it?
The Spirit Realm Tower had written plenty about Divine Power Users, but never had it ntioned anything about divine techniques capable of devouring the sa attribute.
Moreover, this was Tribulation Fire.
This person had too many secrets.
"Absorb more, absorb more~!"
Glass, hiding in the Fog Zone, was overjoyed when suddenly the rain abruptly stopped.
What happened?
Han Yu also wanted to know what happened; he was absorbing just fine, and then the fire suddenly vanished.
It disappeared in the blink of an eye, out of thin air.
With the Tribulation Fire gone, the power of the Tribulation Wind not only remained unaffected, but as if freed from constraints, beca extrely fierce, with Ling Wuce bearing the brunt.
The eight banners swayed and shook before being overturned in an instant; the slaughtering force in the Wind District suddenly magnified several tis, causing even the strong ones in the Realm of Transcendence to falter.
On the outskirts, Han Yu was even more battered, the gale striking him all over like sharp blades, as if he had fallen into a mountain of knives, and everywhere hurt.
More terrifyingly, his usually strong body started to tear, beads of blood seeping out in patches, expanding into columns as the rifts widened.
"Ping, think of sothing quickly, your guy can’t last much longer."
Glass was also anxious, shouting incessantly in the Sea of Consciousness.
In the fog, strands of flas were absorbed inward, following which a surge of Profound Yellow Qi was continuously spewed out and then sank into the Sea of Consciousness.
Just when Han Yu was about to collapse, he suddenly felt a clear and bright sensation in his mind, a mysterious feeling arose spontaneously.
The whole world seed much clearer, everything on the ground, any minute change was within grasp.
Earth divine power?
Has the divine technique progressed?
The land beneath the void suddenly began to vibrate continuously, innurable soil breaking open and flying toward Han Yu.
In the blink of an eye, the soil ford into an enormous hand mid-air, instantly gripping Han Yu tightly.
The underground soil continued to break open, forming several more giant hands one after another, protecting him from all sides, holding back the Tribulation Wind against all odds.
Earth Divine Power As You Wish!
What a treasure.
"What a treasure!"
Ling Wuce in the Wind District was almost crying with desire; this guy had too many life-saving skills, unlike him who could only rely on external objects.
Helpless, he pulled out an iron bowl; upon throwing it out, it grew larger, and fell steadily, covering him.
Bang!
After the iron bowl hit the ground, it pressed him firmly beneath, unwavering against the raging wind.
This beca interesting. A disaster wind that was supposed to be bitterly endured, now one hid in the iron bowl, another in the earth divine power, relying on the abundant soil to survive.
This persisted for a full two-hour period, yet these two scoundrels still refused to show themselves, with the Tribulation Wind having signs of subsiding when it had nowhere to unleash its power.
After yet another mont, the Wind District began to gradually shrink, the wind force similarly weakening, with the entire city outskirts gradually becoming calm.
Only then did the iron bowl finally show so movent; Ling Wuce slowly lifted the bowl and peeked his head out.
Listening to the sound of the iron bowl, Han Yu likewise slowly opened the gigantic hand, barely revealing his figure.
"Watch out!"
Ling Wuce made a sudden exclamation, swiftly covering the bowl again and diving back inside.
Han Yu reflexively closed the giant hand, only to see a bowl-sized lightning bolt striking down from the sky.
The giant hand burst open with a gap, and the electric current shot inside, jolting Han Yu until he was foaming at the mouth, only for the clouds above to slowly disperse.
"Damn, it really holds a grudge!"
In the Sea of Consciousness, Glass grimaced.
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