Zhao Li Xin thrust Red Lightning into the ground. The moment the sword touched the ground, a powerful wave of energy spread outward, causing the surrounding space to tremble faintly. Red light coursed through the cracked ground like living veins, pulsing ominously beneath the burning battlefield.
Without wasting a second, Zhao Li Xin raised his hand and summoned a piece of clear crystal from his spatial ring, a special crystal from his old world used to create special arrays. The crystal floated slowly above his palm, glowing with a strange crimson light beneath the sea of flames.
Then he crushed it in his palm. The crystal shards scattered into the air like shattered stardust. At the same time, Zhao Li Xin formed a hand seal with one hand, his movements swift and precise. The shattered shards suddenly stopped in midair before shining brightly.
A low buzzing sound echoed through the sky.
