On the battlefield, Wang Mian's gaze landed on Ye Futian, who was playing the divine guqin. He said, "The Divine Requiem is indeed strong, but it isn't insuppressible. As long as the space in this area is completely sealed and locked down, what effect could the sounds of the guqin have?"
As he spoke, the divine lights on him erupted, and his golden iris looked ahead. Instantly, the Divine Wall before him expanded rapidly. It looked as if it was flowing and combined the properties of strength and softness. As it levitated, it expanded vertically.
The crowd raised their heads and watched the Divine Wall. Inside, an unending array of divine light beams shrouded the space from the celestial skies to the ground, continuing to move toward where Ye Futian was. Moreover, the Divine Wall appeared behind Ye Futian as well.
