Bai Wuxue's hands formed a seal. Within it, one could faintly see blades and swords, long spears and lances, and all manner of torture instruments.
In an instant, countless blades, spears, swords, and halberds materialized throughout the void—a vast array of weapons and instruments of torture. Their piercing aura tore the very air to shreds.
At that moment, Bai Wuxue resembled a Divine Spirit of punishment, commanding the sky-spanning arsenal as it descended upon Golden Cicada.
This was an earth-shattering Great Divine Technique. Each weapon could heavily injure, or even kill, an ordinary King. With thousands upon thousands of them, they instantly formed a fatal checkmate.
'He has gained a deeper understanding of the Celestial Punishment Seal.'
Golden Cicada focused his mind and qi. His fists moved like lightning, thrusting and retracting without a hint of retreat. He attacked suddenly, meeting the technique head-on.
BOOM.
