"You broke my spatial prison open?" Zhulong looked down at Yi Yun while hovering high in the sky. He was not bothered that Yi Yun had managed to dodge his second punch.
"You are very fast. Unfortunately, in my area of influence, speed is meaningless. If you want to defeat me, you need to be able to withstand the pressure of my area of influence, and face me head on. If not, defeating me is impossible."
As Zhulong spoke, countless black bolts of lightning circulated in the surrounding space. Zhulong and Yi Yun were previously enclosed in a large sealed enchantment, but now, the enchantment was beginning to shrink.
With the enchantment shrinking, its intensity also grew stronger. Slowly, Yi Yun could sense that the surrounding space around him was turning viscous.
The space seemed to begin possessing mass. The heavy space permeated the surroundings, resulting in beams of light to be distorted when they crossed this space.
"Oh? This is… "
