In the next moment, Chu Yuan flapped his wings again, swinging a claw outward.
As his claw descended, the space was directly sliced, and then reassembled, trying to trap Lu Yang completely within.
However, before he could succeed, suddenly a jade white light fell.
It was a ruler.
"Pa!!"
A crisp sound was heard.
"Ah——"
The beast-formed Chu Yuan let out a scream, a howl of pain.
Qing Lan had acted, wielding the ruler.
This ruler ignored cultivation levels; as long as it was beneath the Great Dao, it could strike.
Moreover, it directly hit the source, making it impossible to defend.
"Qing Lan, you're courting death!" Chu Yuan, having been struck, revealed a fierce expression and crossed through space-time towards Qing Lan.
At this moment, the origin of the heavens also took action again, as Hong Jun wielded a bell to block its path.
And the bells and pavilion were tasked with suppressing the silvery mirror.
