"The hell I will...!"
Faced with Qi Yun's air of superiority, Song Kun's anger flared. He raised his hand to curse, but before he could finish—
VMMMM!
The entire Taiyin Refining Form Array suddenly converged, an invisible barrier sealing the area off from the outside world and transforming it into an isolated, sealed domain.
"Don't you specialize in the way of the stars and the moon?"
Qi Yun's voice drifted through the Array, clear and ice-cold.
"Fine. Then I'll use that very path to kill you."
He activated the spell, and the Grand Array rumbled to life.
The Taiyin is the essence of the Supreme Yin. It presides over grim slaughter and commands execution.
Its light is pure and cold; its nature, cruel and severe.
This array seizes the killing aura between Heaven and Earth, twisting the life force of Creation into deathly silence.
It forges blades from the moon's essence and weaves a prison from starlight.
Where the array takes form, the Taiyin Cold Prison is born.
