The enormous seal resembled a balloon, and something inside was constantly battering against it, trying to break free, but it remained trapped. Everyone watched in terror. The Golden-Scaled Hand gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword, preparing for the upcoming battle.
“I underestimated this person’s strength. So powerful. Let’s retreat further. I’ll create a dimensional barrier to prevent harm to nearby creatures, but it will take a long time. You hold them off for a while,”
Xiao Tian said solemnly.
“Then what about me?”
Rong Shiqi asked, somewhat helplessly. Among these people, almost none possessed any fighting power. Even the techniques she inherited from Ma Xiaoyue were insignificant, utterly useless in this battle. Just think of Ma Xiaoling’s Heaven-Shifting Technique—
that was a legen
