His hands flew as he rapidly formed seals, lips moving nonstop as he chanted an ancient, convoluted spell text; with every syllable he spat out, the surrounding Dream Sea trembled ever so slightly, and even that vast dragon shadow produced a faint, elusive resonance.
Light flickered violently around his figure, making him seem extraordinarily strained, as though he were trying to move a colossal mountain.
Chen Yi was keen beyond measure; he immediately sensed that Dragon Dao Adept's action was no small matter. Sword light flared as he tried to forcefully break free of Zhan Yuezi's entanglement and strike straight at Dragon Dao Adept in the midst of spellcasting.
"Hmph! Don't even think about it!" Zhan Yuezi roared madly. He suddenly hurled the King Yan head in his hand off to his side; the head spun round and round, spewing thick, almost tangible Netherworld Death Qi that temporarily blocked a portion of the Heaven and Earth Sword Qi.
