The hand pressed down, and the Blue Copper Cauldron Divine Weapon tilted slightly, letting fall an ink-like aura, descending like a waterfall from the cloudy skies. This was the Divine Skill [Nine Springs Overflowing Water], a condensation of the purest deathly silence. Just a cupful of its diffusion could slaughter a town, for anyone whose essence has not reached the realm of a True Person to reshape themselves, even a Martial Vein Grandmaster would be killed instantly. It was perfect against someone like An Jing, who relied on external forces.
But this move had no effect at all on An Jing. He operated the Taibai Luminous Godly Ban, with liquidized Taibai Spirit Evil flowing within him. The highly compressed Golden Qi circulated internally through his meridians, presenting externally as platinum luminescence solidifying in layers of radiant Spiritual Patterns around his whole body.
"Are you only capable of using such boring tricks?"
