"Sizzle~" The Thunderbolt Ropes coiled and released in the air, extending hundreds of meters, as if possessing a mind of their own.
"A mere lightning spell, what harm can it do?" Cen Yuan sneered dismissively. Around him, large chunks of broken stone appeared, matching in size and number, pressing down on the Thunderbolt Ropes.
Although each Thunderbolt Rope was comparable to a full-strength blow at the peak of the Innate realm, Cen Yuan was at the middle rank of the Spirit Bridge Realm. This was a gap in cultivation realm that simply couldn't be compensated by quantity.
"Boom, boom, crash~" The stones continuously exploded, and with each collision, a Thunderbolt Rope disintegrated.
Cen Yuan appeared relaxed on the surface, but in reality, he was on high alert.
Because Li Chengfeng had warned him to be wary of Shen Zhui's Imprisonment Thunder Technique, if he got trapped, it would be hard to escape.
