Seventy-two Song Lin, seventy-two spells and magic artifacts.
In the sky, the Cloud Seals of the Five Mountains True Form Map appeared again.
The Tianhe faced the pressure of the Five Mountains True Form Map directly, feeling the suppression of five forces similar to the Taiyue Dao.
Right now, he couldn't use the Heavenly Master's Dao fully and could only rely on the strength of his ordinary Primordial Spirit.
But even with just the power of the Primordial Spirit, can you withstand it?
Tianhe waved his large hand; the pitch-black sky curtain fell once again.
It's still better to keep this hidden from others.
The Ghost King recovered entirely and began gathering toward this side.
From the darkened firmament fell streaks of eerie green starlight.
The starlight resembled a meteor shower and carried the power of filthy Divine Soul spells.
This was the Nine Nether Soul-Destroying Divine Light.
When it touched the Divine Soul, it would instantly extinguish it completely.
