Sudden changes erupted, and the rock walls closed in like the vast wings of a Kunpeng, sealing off the only sliver of survival.
The flowing mountain stream then solidified into sharp, icy spikes, revealing a deadly intent.
In an instant, Chen Dengming and his companion had become trapped turtles in a jar. The enemy had already set their sights on them, not striking directly but rather predicting their route of escape and setting an ambush in advance. The sophistication and viciousness of this tactic were admirable.
Chen Dengming let out a long howl and, in the moment he leaped into the air, he positioned his feet in a battle stance. The Seven Stars Mother-Son Luili Knives surrounding his body fiercely split apart, radiating a chilling light.
Kaiyang!
The mother knife suddenly transformed into a swirling vortex of stars, its brilliance engulfing Chen Dengming completely, like a long rainbow piercing through the sun.
Bang bang bang—
