In the sky, Ou Yangming lowered his center of gravity. An invisible airwave swept over.
His golden mental power surged. He pointed the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer in the air and shouted coldly, "Stone Awl Art!"
Before he finished his words, the red tassel at the tip of the spear shook like a tide. With him as the core, all the yellow sand within 333 meters shook up and down as if it was pulled by an invisible force. His mental power condensed the sand together, and they did not disperse.
Under the 50% increase in attributes due to the Blood Spear Dragon Slayer's Magic Amplification, it became terrifying.
"Condense!" Ou Yangming pointed his long spear forward. With a bang, countless stone awls that were condensed from gravel flew up.
They kept rotating. From afar, it looked as if he was carrying a formation map around his body. The stone awls flowed as if they had the power to split open the sky.
