The entire arena was shrouded in a terrifying Spear Stance. Su Yu's Ape Demon Evil Qi was pierced through and forced back.
Gravel and wood chips fluttered silently across the stage, turning into fine powder the moment they rose into the air.
He wondered if the Spear Stance was materializing into physical force. Su Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Li Lishu indeed had a trump card as well, and it was even stronger than Zhao Qingyue's.
This Spear Stance had faintly transformed into an incredibly sharp force. If not for his Ape Demon Evil Qi resisting it, Su Yu felt as though his skin would have been sliced open.
However, he did not show the slightest fear. Taking a step forward, the Demon-Suppressing Stele in his sea of consciousness emitted a startling black light, shrouding him like thick ink. At this moment, Mo Yuan in Su Yu's hand let out intermittent hums that sounded like the roars of a dragon.
