Within the Moon Palace, the power of Martial Skills and Divine Techniques was suppressed, preventing them from affecting areas dozens of miles wide.
But their lethality was not diminished in the slightest.
Luh Rong advanced with the ease of a leisurely stroll, six Fire Cloud Chains dancing around her like a deity wreathed in Fierce Flames.
The tattered Array was torn apart by her, piece by piece.
Ming Nianwei and Luu Lin resisted with all their might, but they could only slightly slow her advance.
On the other side.
A willow branch had appeared in Jianmu's hand at some point, its every wave stirring up a ceaseless tempest of wind and thunder.
Combined with the boundless Primordial Energy powering it and the support of the broken Array, it was actually able to hold off Zhao Henshan for the time being.
"That willow of yours is quite interesting. It can nourish life, yet it can also extinguish Spirituality."
