The Ring Spirit put his palms together. Then, a golden halo of light began to coalesce between his hands. The halo continuously extended and expanded as it shot toward Wen Qingye.
RUMBLE!
The very air seemed to tremble wherever the halo passed.
'This Ring Spirit must possess a supreme Buddha Treasure,' Wen Qingye thought as he watched the menacing golden halo approach. 'Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to execute this Martial Art.'
As his thoughts raced, Wen Qingye's hands moved in a blur, and a black Seal Technique began to coalesce in his palms.
"Undying Seal Technique, Sixth Form! Face Death and Storm the Underworld Department!"
In the next instant, an oppressive gloom enveloped the surrounding miles. It was a boundless darkness that seemed intent on swallowing the Ring Spirit's very heart.
He was submerged in a boundless tide of darkness.
BOOM!
An Undying Seal surged from Wen Qingye's arm, rushing toward the golden halo.
